Chapter 25

Across the ocean, deep into the night, at the TZ (Te Zuan) Financial Investment Company.

"Xibi, we just lost 37 million dollars in that last round of suppression. Should we continue?"

"Of course, we must continue!" Xibi looked as if he had just thrown away 37 million dollars, "I told you, the boss is furious this time. Don't you know his temper? If we can't suppress the stock 0494 to half its price, we'll be fired!"

The trader who asked the question couldn't help but shiver and immediately listed ten million shares at a price one dollar below the average purchase price.

The other traders also sprang into action, selling at low prices. In less than five minutes, the stock price of 0494 fell by 14 percent.

Xibi glanced at the screen and said, "Keep it up, we're almost there. How many are following the trend and selling?"

"More than 60 percent of the small retail investors are following the trend and selling!"

"Excellent!" Xibi smiled.

"Boss, someone is competing with us for the shares!"

"Ha ha, it seems the other company has entered the market. Compete with them!" Xibi instructed, "Then continue to suppress the stock price and see how they die!"

"Xibi, we will lose a lot of money that way."

"Kuji, I already told you, the boss wants to vent his anger. Do you understand? His phone instructions were to hurt others at a cost to ourselves." Xibi emphasized, "Besides, with the boss's wealth, even if a financial crisis occurs, he will still have a lot of money. Losing a few billion is nothing."

"But our job is to make money for the boss, not to lose it!" Kuji argued, "If we lose too much, who knows what the boss will think after this is over!"

Xibi sneered, "Don't worry, the actual value of 0494 is very high. Even if we buy it at a low price, it will still be profitable."

"Better to force the other side to admit defeat, then buy low and sell high!" Kuji suggested.

"Whatever, we'll see how it goes!"

In Hong Kong, at the Fengli headquarters.

Ma Guojin and Ma Guolun watched helplessly as the stock price of their company barely paused after a billion Hong Kong dollars were invested, then continued to rise.

Although the Ma brothers had a net worth of several billion dollars, that was the total of all their movable and immovable assets. In reality, the cash they could mobilize was only a few billion Hong Kong dollars. Who would have thought that a fraction of their cash flow would be so ineffective against the market manipulators? If they continued to invest, the result might be the same. More importantly, the Fengli Group was not just one company; several other companies relied on this cash for operations and salaries, and there were also bank loans to repay. If the cash flow broke, the consequences would be disastrous.

At this moment, Ma Huazhi, known as "Acne," rushed in, "Uncle, Dad, what's the stock price now?"

Ma Guojin's face was dark, and he didn't speak. Ma Guolun, Acne's father, said sternly, "Xiaozhi, where have you been?"

Acne stammered, "Nowhere, just had lunch!"

Ma Guolun looked at the time and said angrily, "You had lunch until three o'clock? That's quite something!"

"Dad, I..." Ma Huazhi tried to explain, but Ma Guojin interrupted, "Laoer, Xiaozhi is still immature. I think he should step down from the position of Financial Securities Department head."

Ma Guolun glared at Ma Huazhi, frustrated by his son's lack of effort, but still pleaded, "Big brother, the stock price drop isn't Xiaozhi's fault, right?"

Seeing his father pleading for him, Ma Huazhi quickly admitted his mistake, "Uncle, I will definitely be punctual from now on and never be late or leave early again."

At this point, what could Ma Guojin say? After all, he was his nephew, so he could only say, "Let's leave it at that for now."

Ma Huazhi's eyes flashed with joy, and he glanced at the stock price screen, then shouted, "Uncle, it's turning green!"

The Ma brothers turned to look and indeed saw that the stock price of 0494 was starting to rise.

"Big brother, it looks like they are trying to buy low and sell high, using our shell to make money!"

"Who would have thought!" Ma Guojin nodded solemnly, "Damn, I don't know who we've offended to have this reputation-damaging thing forced on us!"

"Exactly, it's really frustrating!" Ma Guolun also cursed.

Unexpectedly, when Ma Huazhi heard the word "frustrating," he froze as if hit by a spell.

At the Jockey Club.

Li Jiacheng, a young man with the same surname Li and a famous father, Li Yiji, was flirting with a female celebrity while casually asking, "Brother Zhe Kai, who was the person you greeted at the front desk this morning?"

Li Jiacheng asked casually, not wanting Li Zhe Kai to think he was deliberately prying.

Unexpectedly, Li Zhe Kai answered even more casually, "A friend of my father's."

This answer almost choked Li Jiacheng, who was sipping red wine. Just as he was about to ask more, his phone rang. After answering, his face changed, "What?! Say that again, make it clear."

The person on the other end repeated, and Li Jiacheng, confirming the news, covered his phone and said to Li Zhe Kai, "Brother Zhe Kai, something big has happened. Fengli's stock price plummeted as soon as the market opened this afternoon, falling to half its value."

Li Zhe Kai remained calm, "Normal!"

"Normal?! Is this normal?" Li Jiacheng's eyes widened, "If it causes a chain reaction, even Uncle Chao Ren might not be able to sit still!"

Li Zhe Kai was not worried at all. After sipping more red wine, he stood up and said, "I'm going back."

At the Hong Kong Island Police Headquarters.

Xie Yixin had already issued a notice to all police districts to assist in the investigation of Wei Danhong, but it was difficult to get immediate feedback.

Dai Yan and his team also began calling the horse owners' phone numbers provided by the Jockey Club, asking if any of their horses were missing or had mysteriously disappeared.

Each call took about four to five minutes, and after more than three hours, Dai Yan and his team were parched and could only stick out their tongues. However, they were happy because they had bought stock 0494 almost at its lowest price, and by the time the market was about to close, the stock price had risen by five dollars compared to the afternoon opening.

Furen was studying the information on the gang leader Ying Huangbiao and called the immigration department to check if he had returned from the mainland. He found that Ying Huangbiao was still in the mainland. However, he then discovered that Ying Huangbiao was just a caretaker of the chicken coop, and the business in the Causeway Bay area was run by a triad boss named Yan Xingnan.

With a clear lead, Furen decided to go to Causeway Bay to talk to Yan Xingnan.

"Madam, I'm going out and might not come back for the rest of the day!"

"Where are you going?" Bao Nv asked.

"To Causeway Bay."

Xie Yixin frowned, "Do you want me to go with you?"

"No, I just need to talk to Yan Xingnan, not to fight."

"What? You plan to meet Boss Nan?" Xie Bao Nv's eyes widened.

"Yes, I just need to ask him a few questions. If he considers himself a good citizen, he should cooperate!" Without waiting for Bao Nv to ask more, Furen left.

A few minutes after Furen left, Xie Yixin's expression was uncertain. Finally, she made up her mind and rushed to the office hall, "Daimao, you three come with me!"

Driving a Ferrari to Gough Street, Furen found a garage to park and circled the area a few times before approaching the entrance of Xingnan Grand Hotel.

The entrance of Xingnan Grand Hotel was designed in a retro style, with dragon and phoenix carvings, making it look very grand. Just the facade, Furen estimated, would cost several million Hong Kong dollars in renovation. Given the investment, the hotel was certainly not just for dining and entertaining guests. Any police officer with a bit of common sense could guess that the main purpose of the hotel was money laundering.

In front of the hotel was a wide pedestrian walkway and a long flower bed, where many young thugs with peculiar hairstyles and clothing were gathered, squatting, standing, or sitting around.

Furen approached the hotel entrance and was about to go in when he was stopped by a green-haired thug who was valet parking, "Blind or illiterate? Didn't you see the sign? The hotel is not open to the public right now."

"I'm not here to eat!" Furen said calmly, "I'm here to find someone!"

"Who?"

"Yan Xingnan!"

"Shit, where are you from? You can call Boss Nan by his name?"

"Smack!"

Furen slapped the green-haired thug, "Shit, do you dare to curse a police officer? Do you need a lesson?"

"Shit, the cop hit me!" The green-haired thug shouted, but before he could shout again, Furen kicked his kneecap, leaving him only able to groan in pain.

"Whoosh—"

The thugs around the hotel entrance immediately gathered, forming several layers around Furen, pressing in from all sides, trying to intimidate him.

These thugs had probably used the same tactics to intimidate others before, but today they met Furen.

Furen shouted, "Police!"

"Heh heh heh heh heh..."

"Filthy cop, daring to show off on Boss Nan's turf, I think you're tired of living!"

"Exactly, beat this cop to death!"

The surrounding hundred or so thugs sneered and continued to close in on Furen, thinking he was afraid. In fact, Furen was just stating his identity.

As they got closer, Furen's eyes turned cold, and he moved suddenly.

Furen's right foot became a blur, striking the shin bones of the nearest seven or eight thugs without fail.

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

A series of agonized screams echoed through the crowd, tearing at the heart.

(Note 1: The color for stock price increases and decreases in Hong Kong is opposite to that in mainland China.)

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