Let you be a great man, not a scumbag

Chapter 1806 I hate it when people call me "little".

Just as Xu Zhi began to engage in a battle of wits between his left and right brains, the trader's call came in again.

"Mr. Xu! Something terrible has happened! Mr. Zhang's side can't hold on any longer! His trader didn't dare to place large orders directly, so he split them into dozens of small orders to cut 50% of his position at around $179.5. As a result, all of them were instantly bought up by the algorithm of United Fund. Now the market is full of follow-up sell orders, and the stock price has risen another $0.3, reaching $179.8!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhigang felt dizzy and slumped onto the sofa.

Although Ms. Xu didn't have many orders, her loss-making was just the beginning.

Once someone takes the lead, other powerful figures will inevitably follow suit to cut their losses.

The large-scale closing of short positions will trigger a "stampede effect".

It could even turn his 1200 billion yuan position into a lamb to the slaughter.

He grabbed his phone, wanting to call Mr. Zhang again to try and salvage the situation, but his fingers just wouldn't press the dial button.

That old fox, if I call him now, I'll only get ridiculed; I have absolutely no chance of convincing him.

If he can't find a way to stabilize the situation, he can only watch helplessly as the snowball of losses grows bigger and bigger.

He had just turned off the brokerage firm's warning pop-up when his phone rang again.

The name "Old Zhao" flashing on the screen made his heart sink.

With 80 billion yuan in his portfolio, Zhao Lao is the largest retail investor in this round of follow-up investment, and also the person he can least afford to offend.

Xu Zhi didn't want to answer his call, but he didn't dare not answer it either.

"Xu Zhi! You fucking explain yourself!" The moment the call connected, Old Zhao's roar almost shattered the receiver. "I have 8 billion in short positions in my account, and now I'm down 640 million! The brokerage just sent a message that if it rises another $0.5, I'll need to add 320 million in margin. Where am I supposed to get 320 million for you? Didn't you say yesterday that you were guaranteed to make 10%? Is this what you call a guaranteed profit?"

Xu Zhi was so angry at the shouting that he broke out in a cold sweat.

My throat tightened for a moment, and I don't know how to explain it.

"What? You were so talkative on the phone last night, why aren't you saying anything now..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhi seized the opportunity and said in a tearful voice, "Mr. Zhao! Please calm down! This is really not my fault! It was Jiang Cheng from Xingchen Investment who did this!"

"Jiang Cheng?" Old Zhao paused, his voice carrying a hint of scrutiny. "Who is he?"

Xu Zhigang quickly seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, saying, "He is the CEO of Xingchen Investment Company. He looks young, but he has a hidden influence in Beijing's social circles. He has powerful backers and considerable influence! I never intended to confront him. Who knew he would be jealous of my plans this time and deliberately interfere, just to establish his authority by stepping on me!"

As he spoke, he secretly observed the stock price on the screen, his heart pounding with anxiety, fearing that Old Zhao would expose his lie.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone before Old Zhao's voice came through again.

Gone was his previous rage, replaced by a composure and imposing presence typical of officials: "You didn't confront him? Xu Zhi, I've been in this circle for so many years, what storms haven't I weathered? Don't give me that nonsense."

Xu Zhi's heart tightened, and he quickly added, "It really is Old Zhao! How could I dare to lie to you! He's just jealous of the resources I have and is deliberately targeting me. That's why he staged this short-term price surge to force me to liquidate my positions and exit the market!"

"Alright, stop stirring things up with me." Old Zhao interrupted him, his tone cold and authoritative. "I don't care if it's Jiang Cheng or whoever is targeting whom, I only care about the results. You were the one who came to me with the plan, patting your chest and guaranteeing that it would be foolproof, which is why I brought all these people with me in with you."

He paused, then said, word by word, "Now that there's a problem, you have to fix it for me. Don't worry about those connections outside; I can handle them for you. But remember, the stock price must fall below $177 by 3 p.m. today to fill the hole of unrealized losses."

“If you don’t handle this well,” Old Zhao’s voice suddenly turned stern, carrying an undeniable threat, “not only will you have to compensate me for my 80 billion loss, but you’ll also have to cover the losses of everyone who came in with me. At that point, it won’t be as simple as just paying back the deposit. You should know the consequences. If you can’t handle it, you’ll have to take the fall, understand?”

These words were veiled yet pointed, containing both implicit promises and blatant threats, perfectly capturing the essence of official rhetoric.

Xu Zhi felt a chill run down his spine and didn't dare utter a single word of nonsense. He quickly replied, "Understood! Old Zhao! I will definitely handle it well! I will definitely bring the stock price down before 3 p.m. this afternoon!"

"Hmm." Old Zhao hummed softly, and without saying another word, the phone was abruptly hung up.

Xu Zhi's hand holding the phone trembled instantly, a tremor that contained both panic and resentment at being threatened.

But before he could throw his phone, another call came in.

“Young Master Xu, that 20 billion was money I set aside for my son's overseas studies. It's already lost 1.6 million. If I liquidate the positions, my son's tuition will be gone… You know, we can't make money as quickly as Daheng. You should know how long it will take me to save this much…”

Xu Zhi gritted his teeth and sneered inwardly.

Isn't 1.6 million just a favor someone asked him to do?

These people are all masters of pretense.

Although it wasn't much money, he could take it out to cover his losses, but Xu Zhi didn't dare to utter these arrogant words.

Even if the money of these powerful and wealthy people seems to come from easy sources.

However, they need to make meticulous plans for each use.

Unlike his own reckless spending, once the losses exceed his tolerance, no one will show him any leniency.

He took a deep breath and tried to reassure her with a firmer tone: "Mr. Sun, don't panic. I've already asked the trader to contact the market maker. They'll break it down into small orders and dump 500 million shares in batches. The share price will definitely drop a bit. Just wait a little longer, and whatever you do, don't sell at a loss. If you sell at a loss, you'll really lose money!"

"Xu Zhi, don't try to fool me anymore... I'm telling you, if anything else goes wrong, you're finished..."

After saying that, the phone call ended again.

As soon as the beeping sound came on, Xu Zhi's expression was already one of intense hatred.

Looking at the constantly fluctuating stock price on the screen, he suddenly realized that his "short-selling scheme" had long since become a "hunting ground" set up by Jiang Cheng.

He and those powerful figures are now all prey waiting to be slaughtered.

Xu Zhigang stared at the stock price of $179.8 on the screen.

With Zhao Lao's threat still echoing in his ears, a desperate, all-or-nothing urge suddenly surged within him.

He grabbed his personal cell phone and dialed the family's financial director.

"I'll transfer all 150 billion in liquid funds from the family trust account to my brokerage account to cover the margin for my short positions on Facebook!"

The CFO on the other end of the phone panicked instantly: "President Xu! This won't do! The money in the family trust is used to support the business's operations. Touching it will affect the entire group's cash flow, and the chairman will be furious if he finds out!"

"I'll explain to my dad!" Xu Zhigang roared, interrupting. "If I don't replenish the margin now, my 1200 billion position will be forcibly liquidated. The loss won't just be 150 billion, it will be the entire Xu family's reputation! Transfer the funds now, and I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"

"This...Mr. Xu..."

"Little my ass! I hate it when people call me 'little'..."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xu..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'll take responsibility if anything happens..."

The false signal of "Starry Sky Short Selling" made him lower his guard, then he used 4000 million long shares to lay the foundation, and finally he combined the efforts of overseas funds and positive announcements to exert his strength. Every step was precisely aimed at his weak points.