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The official response addressed the soybean contract rumors circulating online.
They clearly stated that while discussions had taken place, soybeans, as a fundamental agricultural product, involved too many factors and directly impacted the national food supply. Thus, any decision to import soybeans required careful consideration.
Therefore, the previous news was false and completely unreliable.
As for why the american government had released such information, they claimed ignorance.
At that moment, the U.S. also issued a statement:
Just now, their official website had been hacked, and the hackers had posted false news about the soybean contract as a prank.
The hacker had since been apprehended, and their official website was restored to normal.
Thus, the news was fake—nothing but a hoax.
The entire futures market fell into stunned silence.
No one had expected that the catalyst for the recent turmoil in the soybean futures market was nothing more than a prank by a hacker!
A hacker had triggered a financial disaster!
A chorus of wails erupted in the futures market:
"Damn it! I was bullish on soybeans, but in a panic, I sold off all my positions!"
"I just shorted soybeans—what the hell is this!?"
"Close my position, NOW! If we hesitate, it'll be too late!"
"I've lost everything! Decades of hard work, all gone!"
"That hacker is dead meat if I ever find him!"
Meanwhile, the price of soybeans, which had plummeted moments ago, skyrocketed once again!
The speed of its rebound was just as fierce as its earlier decline, shooting straight upward!
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Inside Longya Capital Headquarters
Dragon King Zhao Tian and his subordinates stared blankly at the breaking news.
A suffocating silence filled the room.
After what felt like an eternity, Zhao Tian finally spoke, his voice trembling:
"That news... was fake?"
A subordinate nervously replied, "Yes, Dragon King."
"A hacker's prank?"
"Yes, Dragon King."
Zhao Tian's expression twisted. "So... we're going to lose money again?"
The subordinate swallowed hard. "Theoretically... yes."
Zhao Tian's eyes flickered with a sliver of hope. "And practically?"
The subordinate bowed his head. "Also yes..."
"Pfft—"
Zhao Tian spat out a mouthful of blood.
The room fell deathly silent.
His subordinates dared not breathe too loudly, afraid they might further aggravate their leader's fragile state.
After a long pause...
"Ah~~"
Zhao Tian let out a deep, sorrowful sigh.
It carried the weight of endless grief, endless pain, and endless despair—as if he had been diagnosed with a terminal illness.
His subordinates panicked. "Dragon King! What's wrong!?"
Clutching his chest, Zhao Tian's voice was weak. "It's nothing... just a little pain in my heart… a little cold… a little uncomfortable…"
"Dragon King, hold on!"
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Tian clenched his fists. "Don't worry! A mere setback can't defeat me! I am the Dragon King! The man who shakes the financial world!"
His subordinates were in awe. "Dragon King, you're amazing!"
But Zhao Tian shivered and muttered, "My heart feels so cold… Someone, bring me a heater!"
The subordinates hesitated. "Uh…"
"One is not enough. Bring me two!"
"..."
"Forget it! Bring them all!"
Eventually, Zhao Tian sat there with ten heaters surrounding him, warming his frozen soul on this otherwise sunny afternoon.
He waved his hand weakly. "Go... go do your own thing. Leave me alone."
"But Dragon King—"
"Leave me be! I just want some peace and quiet…"**
Zhao Tian staggered away, still clutching his heaters.
One of the men in black turned to another and whispered, "Who is Jingjing?"
Another weakly raised his hand. "That… that's my nickname."
"The Dragon King is calling for you! Go comfort him!"
Zhao Tian's knees buckled, and he nearly collapsed on the spot.
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Meanwhile, at Lin Beifan's Trading Room
Compared to Zhao Tian's miserable state, Lin Beifan's side was bursting with joy and laughter!
"Damn! It was all just a prank?! A hacker's prank?!"
"If we had held onto our short positions, we would have been ruined!"
"That was close! TOO close!"
"Mr. Lin is truly a genius! He saw through the deception and reversed our losses!"
"This is just a technical correction. Prices will continue rising to their original level! With our 2 million long contracts, we're looking at a conservative profit of 10 billion yuan!"
"Adding the 7 billion from before... We're up 17 billion yuan in one day! That's INSANE!"
"Boss Lin is AMAZING!!"
"Boss Lin is AMAZING!! (voice cracks from excitement)"
The room erupted in applause and cheers!
Lin Beifan, surrounded by admiration, laughed heartily.
"Hahahahaha…!"
But in the midst of this celebration, Angkor completely broke down.
"Why… why did it go up again!?"
Just a moment ago, he had nearly destroyed Lin Beifan.
And now, the market had flipped against him once more!
All because of a hacker's prank?!
"This is BULLSH*T!"
"I quit! I'm done! No one plays like this!"
"I want to go home! I don't want to be here anymore!"
"I'd rather spend my days with a bunch of zombies than stay with these lunatics!"
"Zombies might be disgusting… but you guys are disgusting AND cruel!"
Just as he was drowning in despair, Lin Beifan suddenly pulled him to the front.
Angkor, still dazed, asked in confusion, "Mr. Lin… what's going on?"
With a broad grin, Lin Beifan announced, "Brother Wu! Step forward—it's time for your big moment!"
Then, he clapped his hands, gathering everyone's attention.
"Everyone! The reason we succeeded today is all thanks to Brother Wu!"
Angkor's heart clenched. (What…?)
Lin Beifan continued, "If Brother Wu hadn't reminded me to question the news, I wouldn't have closed our short positions and recovered our losses!"
(Pfft!) Another stab to Angkor's soul.
"If Brother Wu hadn't stood by me and helped with trading, we wouldn't have secured so many long contracts and made so much money!"
(Pfft!!) Another deep wound.
"He helped us withstand the pressure! He turned the tide! He gave us this victory! We must honor his selfless dedication!"
(Pfft!!!) Angkor's heart was now riddled with holes.
The crowd was deeply moved.
"Mr. Lin is right! We owe Angkor everything!"
"If not for him, we'd all be doomed!"
"Angkor, we're sorry we doubted you!"
"Angkor, you're AMAZING!!"
Lin Beifan raised his hands. "Now tell me—where's the applause!? Where's the cheering?!"
Thunderous applause erupted!
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
(PFFT!) Another stab.
Angkor swayed on his feet, his soul completely shattered.
This knife… this knife kills without blood!
He was now a broken man, hollow-eyed, staring blankly into the distance.
"I... I will never love again..."
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End of Chapter 109.