Chapter 303 Jumping Off the Building

But in fact, Gao Ziang, the branch manager of Storm Fund at this time, was following Lindsay's plan to dig a hole for Li to bury him.

He wanted to open a short contract for Li, with fifty times leverage. This was what Li wanted, and of course it was what he suggested based on Li Ziying's psychology.

But what Storm Fund will do is to open a position for Li tomorrow and then release the news that Storm will continue to be optimistic about Hong Kong City's economy and will continue to invest heavily in Hong Kong City.

Given the influence of the storm in Hong Kong, there is only one reaction to this news. A large amount of money will pour into the stock market and push up the Hang Seng Index. The result will be a liquidation of positions.

This was too simple for him. As long as Li took the bait, everything would fall into place.

In fact, even if the storm doesn't take action, as long as he doesn't close the position before the delivery date, he can blow up his position, because the rising Hang Seng Index is the general trend now and cannot be stopped. To be short on the Hang Seng during this period is to bring about your own death.

Li, this is sending your head to the door to be slaughtered by the storm. Come on, I'll lie down and you can cut it.

The next day, as soon as Lindsay got up, her phone received a text message from Hong Kong.

"It's done, hubby, I'll short the Hang Seng Index with HK$500 million." She said to Zhao Dong with a smile.

"500 million, short selling?" Zhao Dong felt a huge sense of humor in his heart.

Damn it, it is the general trend that the Hang Seng Index will rise. It will rise to 16,000 points. It has just reached 10,000 points, and you want to go short for 500 million points? Even 500 billion Hong Kong dollars is not enough!

Last year, Soros brought tens of billions of dollars, plus hundreds of billions of dollars of hot money, and they were all wiped out. If you throw 500 million Hong Kong dollars into it, you won't risk even one.

"Let him die," was all he said.

This morning, many media and league stars commented on last night's game.

Magic Johnson told the media: "Last night we didn't see the Dragons locking the Postman on the defensive end. This is different from the past. The Postman got a chance to play.

However, last night we saw an efficiency battle. With rebounds and shot attempts being at odds, Feilong ultimately won without any suspense with his high efficiency.

This is a very despairing thing. You watch him continue to score efficiently and use all means but cannot stop him. I think the Postman and Iverson must be in pain, right? "

"The God of Efficiency!"

The New York Times ran the story with this headline.

This Times report was reprinted by many newspapers around the world, and the saying of the God of Efficiency spread throughout the world.

This is the first time that Zhao Dong has the name of God on his head. He is also the second person among league superstars to be associated with God after Jordan.

"Michael, what do you think about the media calling Fei Long the God of Efficiency?" A New York Times reporter interviewed Jordan in Chicago.

Jordan said expressionlessly: "He is only in his third season. I think it will take at least ten seasons to continue to perform like this before he is qualified to be called a god, right?"

A reporter from the New York Times also interviewed Zhao Dong on the phone and asked: "Feilong, Jordan said that you must play at least ten efficient games before you can be qualified to be called the God of Efficiency. So what do you think of the nickname God of Efficiency?"

Zhao Dong smiled and said: "My performance in three seasons is indeed not convincing enough, and it is not enough to express my entire career. Now I am not qualified to be called a god."

In the afternoon, Zhao Dong went to the hotel to visit Mei Yanfang.

When we arrived, Chenglong had just arrived from Los Angeles, as well as Mei Yanfang's manager Wang Minhui and Zhang Guorong's Mr. Tang.

When he entered, he looked at Wang Minhui curiously. This beautiful manager had an affair with Xie Tingfeng when Feng Fei was in love.

"Brother Feilong, thank you so much for yesterday."

Mei Yanfang and Zhang Guorong saw Zhao Dong coming and thanked him seriously for arranging the inspection for them.

Zhao Dong smiled and said: "It's a small matter. I often do physical examinations, so I saw that you are fine here anyway, so I made arrangements. Sister Mei, I see that you are in good spirits. You are indeed the eldest sister in the Hong Kong music scene.

Mental quality is good. "

Mei Yanfang no longer felt as sad as yesterday and said with a carefree smile: "It's okay, the doctor said it can be cured."

Zhao Dong warned: "But the disease progresses, sometimes very quickly, so don't be careless. My suggestion is that you stop working first, take a break for two or three years, and concentrate on treating the disease."

Mei Yanfang had some doubts after hearing this and said, "Brother Feilong, my concerts are scheduled for next year. I can't let my fans down."

Zhao Dong smiled and said: "Do you want to only sing for a year or two, or do you want to continue singing until you grow old? This is actually a good choice."

"..." Mei Yanfang was stunned.

"Don't be careless about your disease. Guan Yu will lose Jingzhou if he is careless. If you are careless, I am not trying to scare you. You will lose your own life."

Zhao Dong said seriously.

"Amei, listen to Brother Feilong. If you stop for two or three years, rest for two or three years first. Then you can sing for another twenty or thirty years."

Chenglong immediately gave him good advice.

Others Zhang Guorong and Wang Huimin also persuaded him.

With so many people trying to persuade her, Mei Yanfang couldn't say anything more, so she could only nod her head and agree.

Zhao Dong didn't care about Mei Yanfang's affairs anymore. Anyway, he tried his best.

"Brother Rong, when you wake up tomorrow morning, Pingguo will change his club." He said to Zhang Guorong again.

"What?" Zhang Guorong and others were shocked.

Zhao Dong didn't say more about the situation. Of course, he couldn't tell them these things. He just warned: "What I said may reach your ears, but you can't spread it out. It will rot in your heart. Do you understand?"

"I understand." Several people nodded.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Dong left.

"Did Brother Feilong really buy that newspaper?"

"It's about to go on the market, will Pingguo be sold?"

"With the influence of Storm Fund, maybe we can force Pingguo's boss to sell the newspaper."

Zhang Guorong and others continued to chat after Zhao Dong left. After chatting for a while, Zhang Guorong said to Mei Yanfang: "Amei, just stay in New York for treatment. Brother Feilong is right. After a few years of rest, you can still After singing for decades, I don’t want to see you singing for only one or two years.”

Chenglong advised: "Amei, Brother Feilong has good intentions. You see, he directly purchased Pingguo Daily for Ah Rong. You have to be loyal when making friends. Don't let down his good intentions."

"This?" Mei Yanfang.

Wang Minhui said: "Sister Mei, just listen to everyone, I will arrange a residence for you in New York immediately. Brother Feilong is a righteous man. He has arranged for you the top experts in the United States. Don't miss this opportunity. Otherwise, give Aifang Sister, can you also take it and treat it together?"

"Yes, yes, let's talk to Brother Feilong. Anyway, one favor is owed, and two favors are also owed." Chenglong said quickly.

When she mentioned her sister, Mei Yanfang was really tempted and nodded.

In the evening, the remaining two second-round games will start, the Bulls will face the Heat at 8:00, and the Lakers will face the Trail Blazers at 8:30.

At 10:30, the Bulls defeated the Heat. The Lakers also had a 15-point advantage over the Trail Blazers, and victory was imminent.

"Port City is open."

At this time, Zhao Dong looked at the time and said.

"ah?"

Lindsay was startled, she had almost forgotten this little thing.

At this time, Li locked himself in the office and turned on the air conditioner very loudly, but the sweat on his head was still dripping down. In fact, the market had not opened yet, and the storm had not even opened a position for him.

Half an hour later, he received a storm notice and the short position was completed.

"Hoo ho..."

Li stared at the screen. Every beat of the Hang Seng Index, whether it was going down or up, made his heart beat with fear. He didn't dare to blink, and he unconsciously let out a heavy breathing sound. His palms and soles were full of sweat.

Fortunately, since the opening of the market, the stock index has indeed been heading downwards. The Storm Fund is amazing. Sure enough, it has risen too much in the past few months, and now it is time for a correction.

Moreover, Storm Fund said that there would be bad news from the city government today, which would probably accelerate the decline of the stock market. Under the advice of Storm Fund, he chose 70% of the position, and he was going to make a lot of money.

"It's dropped a hundred points!"

With a drop of almost 1%, he chose 50 times leverage, 500 million margin, 70% position operation, and 350 million Hong Kong dollars can leverage more than 17 billion Hong Kong dollars. In other words, this short half In one hour, he earned nearly 200 million.

"Why are you not satisfied with the warehouse operation?" He regretted a little.

At half past eleven, a piece of news suddenly began to circulate in the industry. Storm continued to be optimistic about the Hong Kong stock market and would continue to invest heavily in Hong Kong, with an investment amount of up to 100 billion Hong Kong dollars.

There is no source for this news, but a large amount of money did start to enter the stock market to buy goods, so it immediately triggered a chain reaction. Countless funds began to pour into buying orders, and the Hang Seng Index stopped falling and rebounded, starting to rise.

"..."

Seeing the index rising, Li's eyes widened, sweat dripped, and his heart was pounding.

He looked at the book floating profit, which was decreasing rapidly. Five minutes later, the floating profit was gone, and book losses began to appear.

Based on his position, as long as the Hang Seng Index rises by 3%, which is about 300 points, all his margin will be lost, and the result will be a liquidation.

Soon, the Hang Seng Index rose 80 points above his position line, causing him to suffer losses of tens of millions of Hong Kong dollars, and the losses continued to amplify.

Sweating profusely, he grabbed the phone receiver on the table and wanted Storm Fund to close his position and stop his loss, but the call was already dialed and he pressed the phone back again.

Because at this time, the Hang Seng Index stopped its upward trend and turned downward, which gave him a sense of luck.

"Down, down, down..."

Staring at the screen, he kept mumbling.

Within three minutes, the Hang Seng Index decisively pulled back by about 30 points and then began to consolidate. This made him relieved and his losses were reduced.

He quickly called Feng Feng to ask about the situation.

"Mr. Li, don't worry. Due to some emergencies, the bad news has been delayed. But when we get the news, it will be announced immediately. Just wait and count the money."

"Really? That's great!"

After hanging up the phone, his heart returned to his stomach.

Then he turned on the TV and waited for the Hong Kong government to release bad news.

However, the bad news did not wait. The changes on the screen made him widen his eyes. The Hang Seng Index, which had just been consolidating, now tilted upward. A huge amount of money directly caused the Hang Seng Index to surge by 60 points, and then Under the huge amount of follow-up buying, the Hang Seng Index began a magnificent rally.

"..."

Li was dumbfounded, and his heart rate went up to 200.

"Ding ding ding..." The phone rang.

"Mr. Li, the margin is not enough. Please replenish the margin immediately, otherwise the position will be liquidated."

"..."

Li was completely dumbfounded. Where could I get a deposit at this critical time?

"It's over!"

Swish, swish, swish, and in the next two minutes, he watched the Hang Seng Index rise like crazy, rising steadily.

"Ding ding ding..." The phone rang again.

He trembled and reached for the microphone, grabbing it several times before picking it up.

"Mr. Li, unfortunately, because your margin is insufficient, in order to stop your loss, we have forcibly closed the position..."

Bang, the microphone in his hand fell on the table, and then his body slumped on the chair.

The microphone is still ringing: "...a friendly reminder to Mr. Li, please repay Hengsheng Company's loan as soon as possible. We have notified Hengsheng Company of the liquidation. This is our obligation."

"Five hundred million...five hundred million...how can I return it to Zhulian?"

"You evil capitalists, it was you who tricked me to death!"

Li Feizhu trembled and climbed up from the chair, turned around and looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but the sun was a bit dazzling.

"boom!"

Thirty seconds later, a person fell from the sky and hit a big Ben on the roadside, causing the big Ben to explode instantly.

In New York, at Zhao Dong's house, he and Lindsay had already fallen asleep.

Lindsay's cell phone was on the bedside table when it suddenly lit up and then fell into darkness again.

In the hotel where Zhang Guorong was staying, his cell phone suddenly rang. When he woke up, he saw that it was the call from his agent, Mr. Tang.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. He quickly put down his cell phone, got out of bed and opened the door. The person knocking on the door was Mr. Tang who was on the phone.

"Why is it so late at night?" he asked doubtfully.

"Arong, good news..."

Mr. Tang looked surprised, no, ecstatic. He shouted excitedly: "Just got the news that Pingguo's boss Li jumped off the building and committed suicide."

"What?"

Zhang Guorong almost bit his tongue.

"Really, is it really suicide?"

he asked, tongue-tied.

Mr. Tang was startled and said quickly: "That's right. He jumped from his office. He was the only one in the office on the 36th floor."

"Is it related to Brother Feilong?" Zhang Guorong murmured.

"Should it be okay? This is suicide. Ah Rong, don't think too much, this is a good thing for you. I just don't know if the acquisition of Pingguo that Brother Feilong said will come true. Although the boss committed suicide, the newspaper is still there. Mr. Tang said quickly.

"Brother Feilong said tomorrow, let's wait for the news tomorrow." Zhang Guorong said.

The next day, the 19th, at 7 a.m., Lindsay got up and saw a text message from the Gangcheng branch on her mobile phone, and said to Zhao Dong: "Husband, that's it, that guy committed suicide by jumping off the building."

Zhao Dong smiled and said while getting dressed: "That kind of rubbish, if you die, it will be over."

Lin Daodao: "I'm afraid it's not over yet. You said you would arrange Zhulian's financing for him. Now that he has lost all 500 million, will Zhulian let his family go?"

Zhao Dong said coldly: "As a family, we share blessings and share hardships."

Lindsay smiled. She didn't understand how her husband could hate someone he had never met so much.

At this time in Hong Kong City, after a day of investigation, the police announced the relevant situation. Li raised a large amount of money to speculate in futures, and after his position was liquidated, he was saddled with huge debts, so he committed suicide by jumping off a building.

The news reached New York soon after.

Zhang Guorong, Mei Yanfang, Chenglong and others were stunned after receiving the news.

"Storm Fund?"

Several people looked at each other.

An hour later they received another news, Hengsheng International Company announced that it would take over all of Li's assets.

"Hengsheng?"

Several people looked at each other in disbelief. They were in the entertainment industry. Which one of them didn't know Hengsheng's background?

"Five hundred million Hong Kong dollars? The Li family is in trouble!" Chenglong shook his head.

This evening, Madison Square Garden, the Knicks World War II Philadelphia numbers team.

In this game, Zhao Dong once again played with high efficiency, shooting 72% from the field and scoring 51 points.

The email combination scored 63 points, but they couldn't stop his high efficiency. 101:109, the Knicks won their second consecutive victory.

Likewise, the Spurs beat the Suns twice.

At noon on the 20th, the Knicks arrived in Philadelphia.

At this time, Zhang Guorong received shocking news in a New York hotel.

Three gunmen sneaked into Li's mourning hall. Seven members of Li's family, including several children who had just returned from the United Kingdom and the United States, were killed on the spot, leaving blood in the mourning hall.

At this time, the manager of the Storm Fund branch in Hong Kong City, Gao Ziang, was talking to someone on the phone.

"Mr. Zheng, our president said that the matter was handled well this time, and your branch in New York will have the opportunity to participate in the investment of the Storm Fund."

"Great, we at Hengsheng hope to establish a deeper cooperative relationship with Storm Fund."

"Mr. Zheng, please remind us that our company only accepts clean funds, and we will not launder money for anyone."

"Of course, of course."

"By the way, the assets you took over are useless. We want 100 million Hong Kong dollars."

"One hundred million? Okay, I'll sell you the mortgage contract right away."

Philadelphia, at eight o'clock in the evening, Zhao Dong received a call from Lindsay. Storm had obtained all of Li's assets through legal procedures.

"Let's continue to go public. We need to have our own media in Hong Kong. And we need to make it bigger. We will acquire all those paparazzi media and bring those paparazzi into the company. We need to have our own voice in Hong Kong and even in the world. We have the right to speak. This media will become a platform for us, investing heavily in other media to develop from print media to online media, from Hong Kong to the mainland, and to the world."

Zhao Dong warned.

"In the future, will you develop the self-media that my husband told me about?" Lindsay smiled.

"Yes, that is a big trend. In our country alone, I estimate that in 20 years, the self-media industry will likely reach trillions of dollars. We cannot completely rely on those newly developed websites. We have to do it ourselves." Let's build one. When necessary, acquire those companies and integrate their resources when there is an opportunity." Zhao Dong said with a smile.

Before his rebirth, he saw the chaos twenty years later that disappointed the Chinese people to the extreme. Now he has certain abilities, and it has just been less than two years since his return. If he can have a certain right to speak in the media, he will say Maybe I can still do something within my power.

After ending the call with Lindsay, he called Zhang Guorong again.

"Brother Feilong?"

There was obvious awe in Zhang Guorong's tone.

Zhao Dong smiled and said: "Brother Rong, if you play for a few more days, you can arrange to return to Hong Kong. There will no longer be paparazzi staring at you, and there will not be those dirty little media breaking news about you every day."

"Really? Thank you so much, Brother Feilong."

Over there, Zhang Guorong let out a long breath, as if he had been reborn, and every pore was exuding joy.

"But Brother Rong, the media still needs information. If you have any information that you want to reveal in the future, such as new songs, movies, or daily life, you can contact Pingguo. I want your exclusive information. You can reveal whatever you want. . Oh, by the way, it will change its name in the future and will no longer be called Pingguo." Zhao Dong said with a smile.

"Okay, haha!" Zhang Guorong laughed heartily.

Explode whatever you want, it’s not difficult at all, and it’s not too late to be happy.

"Ah Rong, you are so happy, do you think it will make us happy too?" Mei Yanfang asked with a smile.

When Zhang Guorong said it, Mei Yanfang was also happy for him, but sighed: "We two owe Dafa a favor. Sister will be here tomorrow, and Brother Feilong has made arrangements to be admitted directly to the hospital as soon as he arrives. Same thing. I'm so grateful to Brother Feilong, how can I still get this favor?"

Zhang Guorong sighed softly and said: "I can't pay it back. I definitely can't pay it back. My favor is greater than yours. Brother Feilong spent I don't know how much money he spent to deal with Pingguo. Alas!"

"We came to the United States and met a very noble person." Mei Yanfang said with a smile.

"So you have to stay in the United States and get good medical treatment, otherwise it will be difficult to meet a noble person like Brother Feilong again! You must cherish this opportunity."

Zhang Guorong smiled.

"Listen to you."

Mei Yanfang smiled and nodded.

That night, the Lakers and Bulls won one after another and won their second consecutive victory.

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