Chapter 691: The Magic of Financial Paraquat Returns

Chu Ning, where did you go so early this morning? You wouldn't be trying to ruin my plans, would you?

Sister, you're overthinking it; I just came back from Tang Qingquan's place.

Hah, don't try to fool me! Tang Qingquan is definitely trading stocks at this hour; he has no time for you.

Chu Ning was utterly speechless. She felt she had tangled with stock‑trading men her whole life. Her first and second husbands were both stock traders, and the third man she was about to be with was also an avid stock trader.

Sister, Tang Qingquan is a senior executive; he doesn't need to personally handle stock trading. At least he still has time to talk to me.

"As long as you don't sabotage my relationship with Chen Yang, do whatever you want!" Chu Min didn't care about Chu Ning's romantic progress with Tang Qingquan; her eyes were glued to the stock market movements.

Chen Yang had earlier recommended agricultural stocks to him, but when she took a look today, she found that most stocks in the agriculture sector had very small fluctuations, like an ECG trace; for a moment she really didn't know how to get in.

Sister, why are you looking at these half‑dead stocks?

Chen Yang said agricultural stocks would surge, so let me buy a few shares in advance to set up a position.

Sister, how long has Chen Yang ignored the domestic stock market? Before we split up, he only owned two stocks—apart from ST Tianqi, just Liu Clan Group. In recent days, Modu's media have been smearing him nonstop; have you seen any reaction from him?

Upon hearing this, Chu Min flared with anger and said, "Ning girl, your fiancé is a petty person. If Chen Yang doesn't compete with him in stock trading, he'll have the media smear Chen Yang. Marrying such a man, you'll suffer for it."

Chu Ning frowned slightly; she hadn't expected that behind this lay Tang Qingquan's little trick. But bound by her parents' orders, she couldn't find an excuse to refuse, so she could only stall for a while, waiting for his true nature to be fully exposed before making a decision.

At this moment, she was more concerned about Chu Min's stock investments. If Chu Min got stuck, she would surely pester Chen Yang relentlessly—an outcome she did not want.

Sister, setting aside Tang Qingquan's character, he is still more familiar with the domestic stock market situation than Chen Yang.

Last night over dinner, I heard him chatting with others that he had already made several billion on Magic City Bank's stock. Why don't you follow them and buy Magic City Bank?

Chu Min shifted her gaze from the screen and looked dubiously at Chu Ning. "Sis, are you sure there's still money to be made buying Magic City Bank now?"

Chu Ning nodded firmly and said, "When we chatted yesterday, I heard him say he was preparing another billion to add to his position in Magic City Bank. If you follow him in, you'll at least make a little."

Upon hearing that Tang Qingquan had increased his position in Magic City Bank, Chu Min immediately switched to the Magic City Bank interface.

Then she saw that Magic City Bank's intraday line was plummeting like a derailed roller coaster, dropping straight from the limit‑up to minus five points.

Then shorts and longs began to form a stalemate at that level, with longs continually adding to their positions and shorts continuously unloading.

Chu Min suddenly slapped her forehead and shouted, "Ning girl, I almost forgot—you're the famous Financial Paraquat of Yangcheng! If I follow your stock picks, I'll be bankrupt before long."

Upon hearing that, Chu Ning realized that Magic City Bank's big plunge had something to do with her.

Sister, please don't ever tell Tang Qingquan that I recommended you buy Magic City Bank!

Chu Min gloated, "No wonder Chen Yang avoids stocks—he must have been screwed over by you plenty of times."

Chu Ning was momentarily lost for words.

At the same time, on the top floor of a certain commercial building in Modu, Tang Qingquan, who oversaw the company's securities investments, angrily smashed the teacup on his desk.

Magic City Bank was the financial monster stock they and several major domestic institutions planned to create this year.

Who would have thought that just after it hit the limit‑up, it was met with frantic dumping? He made a few calls, but the other side claimed total ignorance—it was as if they were playing him for a fool.

You should know that over forty percent of Magic City Bank's shares are held by those few partner institutions; ordinary hot money and retail investors simply cannot move the needle.

The only possibility is that there's a traitor in the alliance!

Luo Bin, hurry up and check which institution is dumping Magic City Bank's stock!

Boss Tang, I've already checked. It was the allies from the capital city who first liquidated their holdings; after they moved, the allies from Shenzhen and Hangzhou followed suit in selling.

Tang Qingquan slammed his fist on the desk and snarled, "You bastards, urging me to add to my position while secretly dumping shares—I'll settle this score sooner or later!"

Boss Tang, what should we do—keep adding to our position, or distance ourselves from them and stay out of trouble?

Tang Qingquan lay back in his office chair, eyes closed, pondering for a long time but still unable to decide.

Because he wasn't sure whether the other allies would follow suit and sell their holdings. If they all reached a consensus, then for East Prosperity International to add more would only lock them into a losing position.

If they don't add to the position, it's likely to stir up retail panic, in which case Magic City Bank will probably today experience a limit‑down‑limit‑up (tiandi board).

Over the past decade or so, no bank stock has ever shown a tiandi board. If Magic City Bank hits the limit‑down, East Prosperity International will become a laughingstock in Modu's financial circles for years to come.

Tang Qingquan himself couldn't bear that consequence.

Luo Bin, let's first stabilize the share price so retail investors don't join the short‑seller army. Also, contact a few Modu hot‑money funds to come to the rescue. Once this blows over, I'll treat them to a meal.

Okay!

Half an hour later, Magic City Bank's stock began to creep upward, eventually turning green again before the close.

However, East Prosperity International's loss in this process reached as high as five hundred million!

Tang Qingquan had his subordinates calculate it; the company's net result over the past seven days was exactly minus one yuan!

In other words, Chen Yang didn't make any moves in the stock market, yet he ended up beating Tang Qingquan!

Boss Tang, don't be angry. The market is doing well now; we'll soon earn back today's loss.

Tang Qingquan sighed. The money belongs to the company; although the Tang family holds a large stake, his personal share isn't much. What really angers him is the wager with Chen Yang—the other side won without even fighting!

A couple of days ago he even had Modu's media friends publish articles mocking Chen Yang's stock‑trading skill, never expecting the boomerang to strike back so quickly.

Luo Bin, what has Chen Yang been up to these two days?

Chen Yang spends his days playing games at Three Stone Technology Company and returns to the hotel to rest at night. However, this morning Miss Chu went to meet him.

What? This is such an important matter—why didn't you report it to me?

Boss Tang, my people didn't catch what they were saying. Besides, they were just chatting at the doorway with no overstepping. I stayed silent so as not to distract you from work.

You idiot! Chu Ning's heart has always been with Chen Yang. Yesterday, when I was on the phone with Director Zhou about work, she was there too—she must have been reporting to Chen Yang!

Boss Tang, I'm sorry—I had no idea Chen Yang would plant a mole among our allies...

Chen Yang, you bastard! I'm not done with you!

In a certain hotel, Chen Yang sneezed three times in a row. He had a feeling that something bad was about to happen.