Chapter 175: Genius or Madman? Fifty Million Leveraged Funds Shock Hong Kong Island!

The next day was Saturday, and Lu Qingshan left early in the morning. He was going to see Manager Huang to discuss something more important.

In Huang Chaowen's office, the two sat opposite each other. The tea set was on the table, with steam curling upwards.

"Mr. Lu, yesterday's operation was truly brilliant!" Huang Chaowen gave a thumbs-up, his eyes full of admiration. "I've been doing this for so many years, yet this is the first time I've seen such accurate judgment. You're practically a reincarnated stock god!"

"Manager Huang, you flatter me." Lu Qingshan smiled faintly, lightly stroking the rim of his teacup, "But I came today to discuss something more important."

Huang Chaowen's heart stirred, he set down his teacup and leaned forward slightly: "What is it? Could Mr. Lu have a new investment plan?"

Lu Qingshan glanced at the clock on the wall, then got straight to the point: "I want more leveraged funds."

"How much?" Huang Chaowen asked habitually, already estimating the number in his mind: "Five million? Ten million? Given yesterday's performance, our Far East Chamber of Commerce is willing to give you the best terms."

Lu Qingshan slowly rose, walked to the window, looked out at Victoria Harbor, and with his back to Huang Chaowen said: "Ten-times leverage—I want 56 million Hong Kong dollars in funds."

Bang!

The teacup in Huang Chaowen's hand slipped directly, shattering on the floor and splashing tea everywhere.

The secretary in the office heard the noise, poked her head in to check, but Huang Chaowen hastily waved her away.

"What? Five… five thousand?"

Lu Qingshan turned around, calmly took out a cigarette, lit it and took a deep drag: "Manager Huang, I never joke about this kind of thing. I currently have 5.6 million in principal, and I want ten-times leveraged financing. With your expertise, you should be able to calculate this clearly."

Huang Chaowen felt sweat begin to form on his forehead; a leveraged financing of 56 million Hong Kong dollars was no longer an ordinary investment—it was practically gambling with his life!

"Mr. Lu, this amount is truly too large." Huang Chaowen tried to keep his voice calm: "Although your performance yesterday was indeed shocking, our Far East Chamber of Commerce, while not weak, suddenly taking out such a sum… in terms of risk control…"

"Risk?" Lu Qingshan flicked ash from his cigarette, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Manager Huang, do you think yesterday's operation was risky? In one day, 50,000 turned into 5 million—do you see that as luck or skill?"

"Looking at the result, it's certainly skill, but the market is unpredictable—what if…"

"No 'what if.'" Lu Qingshan cut him off, an indescribable pressure emanating from him: "Manager Huang, I came today to give your Far East Chamber of Commerce an opportunity. If you miss it, you'll lose the most valuable partner in Hong Kong Island's financial history."

Huang Chaowen gazed into Lu Qingshan's deep eyes, his heart torn. The miracle of earning five million in a day yesterday was vivid in his mind, but a leveraged financing of 56 million far exceeded his authority.

This young man possessed an indescribable charm that made people feel both fearful and excited.

"This… I need to call an emergency board meeting." Huang Chaowen wiped the sweat from his forehead: "After all, the amount is too large for me to decide alone."

"Understood." Lu Qingshan stubbed out his cigarette, turned and walked toward the door, reaching the doorway then turned back, his eyes like knives: "However, Manager Huang, opportunities don't wait. If your Far East Chamber of Commerce dares not take this deal, I believe many other financial institutions in Hong Kong Island would be willing to work with me. HSBC, Standard Chartered, Bank of China—they should have better vision than you."

Huang Chaowen heard the threatening tone in his words, quickly rose: "Mr. Lu, rest assured, I will get back to you as soon as possible. At the latest by tomorrow afternoon, there will definitely be a result!"

"Alright, I'll wait for your news." Lu Qingshan strode out of the office, leaving Manager Huang standing alone, staring at the shattered teacup fragments on the floor.

A leveraged financing of 56 million Hong Kong dollars! This young man's appetite is truly enormous!

But yesterday's miracle of earning five million in a day also made him unwilling to simply refuse.

Huang Chaowen gave a wry smile and shook his head: "This Lu Qingshan—is he a genius or a madman?"

At 4 p. m., Lu Qingshan received a call from Huang Chaowen in his hotel room.

"Mr. Lu!" Huang Chaowen's voice was filled with barely contained excitement: "The board has just ended, after three hours of heated discussion we have agreed to your request!"

Lu Qingshan's lips curled into a victorious arc: "Excellent. What are the conditions?"

"We have a few requirements." Huang Chaowen's tone turned stern: "First, you must keep all the funds here for operation and not transfer them to other institutions. Second, we will provide a professional risk-control team to monitor the funds in real time. Third, our Chairman Li Fuying would like to meet you tomorrow to discuss the details of further cooperation."

"Moreover," Huang Chaowen added, "considering the enormous scale of the funds, we will assign four professional bodyguards to protect you around the clock. In Hong Kong Island, anyone with such funds will inevitably attract ill‑intentioned individuals."

"Deal!" Lu Qingshan agreed without hesitation.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Qingshan pushed open the door; Ye Ning and Lu Qingjun were waiting in the suite's living room. Ye Ning was seriously studying the previous day's stock market data, while Lu Qingjun was absent‑mindedly watching TV.

"Second brother, how did it go?" Lu Qingjun jumped up from the sofa as soon as he saw Lu Qingshan enter: "Did Manager Huang agree?"

Lu Qingshan walked over and sat beside the sofa, a faint smile on his face: "56 million Hong Kong dollars, ten‑times leverage financing—done."

As soon as he finished speaking, the living room fell silent, except for the Cantonese dialogue from the TV.

The documents in Ye Ning's hands scattered everywhere with a rustle; she stared wide‑eyed at Lu Qingshan, her mouth open wide enough to fit an egg.

Lu Qingjun went so far as to collapse back onto the sofa with weak legs, and the TV remote fell onto the carpet as well.

"Five… fifty‑six million?" Ye Ning's voice trembled badly: "You mean Hong Kong dollars? Really Hong Kong dollars?"

"That's right." Lu Qingshan spoke as lightly as if discussing what to have for dinner: "The market opens at 9:30 a. m. on Monday; added to our current principal, the total funds we can operate amount to 56 million Hong Kong dollars. Miss Ye, are you ready to face the real challenge?"

Lu Qingjun slid from the sofa to the floor, crawled over and grabbed Lu Qingshan's arm, shaking it hard: "Second brother, you're not running a fever, are you? Fifty‑six million! If we lose, we'll all have to jump into Victoria Harbor to feed the fish! I haven't lived enough yet!"

"Lose?" Lu Qingshan burst out laughing, his laughter echoing in the room: "Qingjun, when have you ever seen your second brother make a losing trade? Yesterday's five‑million profit isn't enough to prove the point."

Ye Ning finally calmed down, but her voice still floated: "Mr. Lu, with this scale of funds… what should we trade? Continue with the Hang Seng Index? Diversify? How should we devise the risk‑control strategy?"

Lu Qingshan rose, walked to the floor‑to‑ceiling window, and gazed at the night view of Hong Kong Island. Neon lights cast mottled shadows on his face, making him appear mysterious and powerful.

"Miss Ye, do you know what a true financial hunt is?"

Lu Qingshan turned around, his eyes flashing with a beast‑like light: "Our previous operations were just a tentative try; starting Monday, we're not going to make small moves—we're going to stir up a genuine financial storm in this market!"

His words made the air in the whole room feel heavy. Ye Ning felt her heart rate quicken, while Lu Qingjun unconsciously swallowed.

"Second brother," Lu Qingjun's voice trembled a little, "what exactly do you want to do? You wouldn't be trying to turn the entire Hong Kong Island stock market upside down, would you?"

Lu Qingshan looked out at the myriad lights beyond the window, the corner of his mouth turning up in an arc that was both excited and dangerous: "Change fate. Not only ours, but we want all of Hong Kong Island to remember the name Lu Qingshan. Suddenly I'm looking forward to Monday."

The night was deep, the sea breeze from Victoria Harbor blowing over the windowsill, but the fire of ambition in Lu Qingshan's heart had only just begun to burn.