Chapter 257: After I Run, Let the Floods Come

At the office of Haiyun Securities.

Watching Yanzhong's miraculous performance over the past few days and the soaring market stimulated by Yanzhong's stock, Jiang Yaowen was brimming with confidence.

At this moment, he was rallying his team, urging them to increase their buying pressure.

"Mr. Jiang, Yanzhong's stock price has already risen to 38 yuan per share. If we place orders now, no one will sell at anything less than 39. With our large position, there shouldn't be any issues, right?"

In Haiyun's VIP room, Liu Jie looked at her average price of 36 yuan and her total holding of over 20,000 shares, feeling somewhat hesitant.

With 800,000 yuan, a significant portion of her assets was invested. Although Yanzhong had recently become a top star stock on the Shanghai Stock Exchange, the fluctuations of the past few days still made her anxious.

If Yanzhong fell by even one yuan, her 20,000 shares would be a loss. Moreover, given the previous fluctuations, the swings in Yanzhong's stock had been quite extreme.

"Yes, Yanzhong was previously a stock worth only 8 or 9 yuan. Mr. Jiang, do you have any insider information? Can you share it with us? The current price is so high; I'm a bit scared…"

Jiang Yaowen's team was primarily made up of retail investors from the Little Garden Forum. Besides Liu Jie, another woman among them also expressed her concerns.

With substantial investments made over the past two days, these retail investors were nervous. Though they might say women are more timid, everyone was affected.

Murmurs filled the room.

Seeing the hesitation among his team, Jiang Yaowen found it amusing but maintained his professional demeanor, waving his hand dramatically. "Don't be so petty! What did I tell you before? Stock trading requires imagination! Think about it—what kind of stock is Yanzhong? It's one of the old eight stocks, you know? Historically, Yanzhong's stock price has reached 380 yuan. And now? Bao'an is making a forced acquisition. This is a big deal! The first equity dispute in China's stock market. Who can say for sure that Yanzhong won't rise back to 380 yuan?"

The mention of this number surprised everyone. "Mr. Jiang, is this information accurate?"

Jiang Yaowen smiled and didn't answer. He took a form from the counter, filled it out himself, and set a buy limit at 39.5 yuan for 10,000 shares.

He showed the form to everyone and handed it to the order clerk.

Reflecting on the insider information he had obtained from the street corner a few days ago, which had been verified by the events, he felt a secret delight.

"Just watch! Why didn't I let you buy a few days ago? At that time, the market was too volatile; we wouldn't have made any profits. Didn't you hear the broadcast today? Yanzhong has filed a complaint with the Securities Regulatory Commission, but I estimate the lawsuit will drag on for a few months. As long as the lawsuit is ongoing, the battle between Yanzhong and Bao'an will continue, with funds constantly competing for shares. So, these two days are the best and last chance to buy Yanzhong.

Bao'an has invested so much already, and Yanzhong's price is rising. In a few months, if the acquisition succeeds, the price will inevitably skyrocket. Even if the acquisition fails, my estimate is that the stock price won't drop below 100 yuan. If you don't buy now, you'll regret it later. Don't you think?"

Hearing Jiang Yaowen's confident analysis, everyone was invigorated.

After encouraging each other, they all placed their buy orders.

...

At the Minfa Securities office.

Li Xian had sold a third of his 300,000 shares.

Although he sold in small batches each time, for a small stock like Yanzhong, 100,000 shares was still a significant amount.

Watching Li Xian and others use seemingly naive methods to sell off their Yanzhong shares bit by bit, Xin Rumei was secretly alarmed. If such a large sell-off had happened a month ago, Yanzhong's stock price would have likely plummeted. But now, there were always buyers waiting to purchase, as if someone had coordinated with Li Xian to be their counterparty!

If the opposing orders weren't priced even higher than the selling price, Xin Rumei would have suspected that there was a hidden deity manipulating Yanzhong and Bao'an's market.

"Mei Jie, are these people… too lucky?"

While Xin Rumei was mulling over this, one of the traders, Xiao Yu, was scratching her head at a pile of orders.

Ignoring her, Xin Rumei saw Li Xian walking over with a filled-out form and pulled him aside.

"Brother, I've figured it out. You… either have some divine luck or…"

Li Xian, seeing Xin Rumei's half-finished sentence, smiled, "Or what, Mei Jie?"

"Or you've stepped in dog poop and encountered a living thunderstorm!" Xin Rumei said sternly.

Li Xian grinned, placing the form on the table. Listening to Xin Rumei's rant about how he wouldn't be able to stay in this industry for long and that he'd have to cook pork and vermicelli himself in the evening, he firmly grasped Xin Rumei's shoulder.

"Sister, we're all part of the financial circle. Can't you speak and act a bit more tactfully? Otherwise, really consider coming back to my hometown and farming with me!"

Xin Rumei looked disgusted. "How much can you earn from farming in a year?"

...

For the past two days, Yanzhong and Bao'an had been exchanging blows under the leadership of the Securities Regulatory Commission. During this period, continuous news and rumors caused waves within the Shanghai stock market.

As these rumors continued to stimulate the sensitive nerves of retail investors, Yanzhong's stock soared once more, reaching a peak of 55 yuan before the close on October 7th.

This price made Jiang Yaowen and others ecstatic.

After trading hours, Jiang Yaowen, who had been excited all day, suggested going out to relax.

Although everyone's average price for Yanzhong had reached 42 or 43 yuan, the substantial increase of over ten yuan per share, combined with Jiang Yaowen's previous emphasis on a "minimum of 100 yuan," made everyone indescribably excited.

If Yanzhong could truly reach 100 yuan, it would mean a profit of 40 to 50 yuan per share. With several tens of thousands of shares, that would amount to millions!

Seeing the situation looking so good, Jiang Yaowen's status had reached its peak in the small circle.

Even Liu Jie, who had always been superficially friendly to Jiang Yaowen but kept her distance in reality, intentionally clung to his arm and pressed her ample figure against him on the way to the restaurant.

In the daze and clamor, Jiang Yaowen reached the shopping mall where Minfa Securities was located. By chance, he saw his former boss, Xin Rumei, carrying a woven vegetable basket and walking towards him.

Recalling the public scolding from Xin Rumei after he left the job, he narrowed his eyes.

If it had been before, Jiang Yaowen would have avoided this place. But now, about to become a millionaire, he stopped and approached her.

"Mei Jie! What are you doing? How's Minfa doing?"

Xin Rumei, who was originally quite cheerful, instantly lost her good mood upon seeing Jiang Yaowen.

"I knew it—dreamed of dogs barking all night, and now it turns out you're here! What's up, Xiao Jiang? Now that you've joined the new company, are you hoping my old company will go bust quickly?"

Unfazed by the rebuke, Jiang Yaowen smiled and said to his companions, "Do you remember what Mei Jie said when I left? She said I was eating inside and out, that I was ungrateful… Oh, this woman has such a foul mouth.

Now look, people rise higher and water flows lower. I told you, changing your feng shui with me was the right choice. Look at Minfa now—there's no sign of prosperity!"

Although the retail investors had previously had a good relationship with Xin Rumei, with Jiang Yaowen's recent prestige, everyone naturally agreed with him.

Seeing this scene, Xin Rumei was so angry she almost huffed.

On the balcony of the shopping mall, Li Xian, who was smoking, looked down at the scene and couldn't help but laugh.

After extinguishing his cigarette, he waved his hand to the people below. "Hey! Isn't that Mr. Jiang? Didn't you say you'd make me rich before? Why do you not keep your word now?"

Hearing someone call him, Jiang Yaowen looked up and, seeing it was Li Xian, felt somewhat embarrassed.

Just as he was about to brush off the naive young man, he suddenly realized something was wrong. "What are you doing at Minfa?"

"I waited for you for two days, but you didn't come to find me, so I entered the market myself!" Li Xian grinned widely.

While he thought to himself that

 stock trading wasn't a good place, Jiang Yaowen waved his hand. "You bought Yanzhong?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

"Come to Haiyun tomorrow. I'll give you some guidance. Don't stay in this unlucky place; I'll tell you the feng shui here is bad." Jiang Yaowen replied, looking at the grinning Li Xian.

"No need! I've almost sold out!" Li Xian smiled even more brightly.

"Sold out?" Jiang Yaowen looked around and saw the undisguised mockery on everyone's faces. He couldn't help but laugh too. "How much did you sell? Yanzhong is doing so well now; how could you sell?"

"Not much, just over 300,000 shares. I heard from my cousin that the Securities Regulatory Commission will announce results tomorrow. Bao'an will reduce its holdings and transfer shares to Yanzhong as a condition for joining the board. If I don't run now, it'll be too late! Mei Jie, are you cooking? If not, we can go out to eat!"

Upstairs, Li Xian was calling out to Xin Rumei.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Jiang Yaowen and everyone else were frozen in shock!