Chapter 216: Hong Kong Island Stock God Is Unhurried, But Drives Professional Traders Crazy!

Ye Ning lowered her head to check the terminal information, her fingers rapidly tapping the keyboard.

The screen's dense numbers flickered in her eyes, each change tugging at her nerves.

"Boss, the delegated investment funds from several bosses have already been transferred into your personal account this morning."

Her voice carried a hint of seriousness; this astronomical fund movement made her nervous.

"The total operable capital right now is HK$1.55 billion; please confirm."

A few people inhaled sharply at the figure.

Lu Qingshan nodded, silently calculating in his mind.

His own capital stood at HK$1.35 billion, HK$40 million in salary bonuses had already been paid, and HK$10 million was recently transferred by Ye Ning to a Hong Kong dollar account at the Bank of China in Capital City.

That means the operable own capital on Hong Kong Island totals HK$1.3 billion, HK$200 million in delegated investment funds from various firms, and HK$50 million in national foreign‑exchange reserves.

In total, the operable capital amounts to HK$1.55 billion.

"Exactly."

His voice was unexpectedly calm, as if those numbers were just ordinary accounts to him.

"Yesterday I had you and Lu Qingjun calculate the separate profit on the HK$50 million, as well as the HK$200 million delegated funds."

Ye Ning quickly jotted it down in her notebook.

"Got it, Boss."

Just as she spoke, the Far East Exchange's opening bell suddenly rang.

The crisp bell echoed through the trading hall, instantly drawing everyone's attention back.

Ye Ning, Wang Yuyun, and Li Zhi'an—a trio of traders—trembled, and almost simultaneously turned to look at Lu Qingshan.

Their eyes held a tension like warriors awaiting the charge.

Lu Qingshan watched their expressions, his body also jolted, but he quickly smiled.

"Today we mainly watch the market; everyone just observe the board, no rush."

As soon as his words fell, the three's tense stance eased a bit.

But Wang Yuyun's hand still gripped the mouse tightly, ready to engage at any moment.

Li Zhi'an adjusted his glasses, his gaze fixed on the flickering numbers on the screen.

At that moment Ahu returned with a stack of newspapers piled on his arm.

Various Hong Kong Island mainstream media were among them: the South China Morning Post, Ming Pao, Ta Kung Pao, The Standard, and several entertainment tabloids.

Lu Qingshan casually picked up a newspaper and began reading.

When he saw the Hong Kong Monetary Authority announcing a two‑basis‑point rate hike, he smiled faintly, unaware.

That news might be just a simple rate adjustment for ordinary people, but for a financial operator like him, it signified limitless opportunity.

He immediately set the newspaper down and picked up an entertainment gossip tabloid.

The entertainment section of East Star News featured a romance rumor about a female star and the latest box‑office statistics.

Lu Qingshan read it with relish, even handing out a few copies to some bodyguards.

A Qiang took the newspaper, and a flicker of confusion crossed his eyes as he looked at the celebrity photos.

Ahu also held a newspaper, but his attention was clearly elsewhere.

The more he read the entertainment gossip, the more the traders and Lu Qingjun glanced at him peripherally, becoming increasingly bewildered.

Wang Yuyun's brows furrowed deeper; she couldn't at all grasp the Boss's intention.

Li Zhi'an also halted his actions, his gaze full of doubt.

What on earth is this Boss trying to do?

Invest astronomical sums of money in the entertainment industry?

Can't be, right?

Lu Qingjun finally couldn't hold back and walked to his brother's side.

"Second brother, aren't we here to trade stocks?"

His voice was pressed low, yet everyone still heard it.

"Why the sudden interest in celebrity gossip?"

Lu Qingshan didn't look up, continuing to leaf through the entertainment pages.

"Relax your mindset, Lu Qingjun."

His fingers lightly tapped the newspaper, a hint of deeper meaning flashing in his eyes.

"A true hunter never shows impatience in front of the prey."

Ye Ning heard the words and suddenly felt a flash of insight.

She looked back at Lu Qingshan, her confusion gradually replaced by admiration.

Perhaps the Boss acted this way for a deeper purpose.

Wang Yuyun also nodded thoughtfully, yet her hand still gripped the mouse tightly.

Li Zhi'an adjusted his glasses, his gaze drifting between Lu Qingshan and the screen.

Lu Qingshan suddenly set the newspaper down and looked at the trading screen.

"Wang Yuyun, what is the Hang Seng Index right now?"

Wang Yuyun replied immediately: "1849 points, Boss."

"Up two points."

Lu Qingshan nodded and picked up the newspaper again.

"Keep watching; report any anomalies immediately."

His tone was relaxed, yet his eyes revealed a confidence born of certainty.

Ye Ning silently admired him in her heart; this is the true big‑shot demeanor.

Facing a massive HK$1.5 billion fund, he could remain so calm and composed.

Ahu came over and pointed at a celebrity photo in the newspaper.

"Boss, this female star is really beautiful."

Lu Qingshan smiled, "Indeed, not bad."

But his gaze was observing the traders' reactions.

Wang Yuyun's breathing grew a bit rapid, clearly nervous inside.

Li Zhi'an tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, a habit when he thinks.

Lu Qingjun walked to the window, looking at the Hong Kong Island scenery outside.

"Second brother, how much do you think we can earn this time?"

Lu Qingshan set the newspaper down, his gaze deepening.

"Qingjun, what do you think is the most valuable thing about Hong Kong Island?"

Lu Qingjun thought for a moment, "Land? Real estate?"

"No."

Lu Qingshan stood up and walked to the trading desk.

"It's confidence."

As soon as his words fell, everyone stopped their actions.

"Market confidence, investor confidence, government confidence."

Lu Qingshan's voice became low and powerful.

"When everyone believes the Hong Kong dollar will depreciate, the opportunity arrives."

A spark of excitement flashed in Ye Ning's eyes; she finally understood the boss's intention.

Wang Yuyun and Li Zhi'an also nodded thoughtfully.

Lu Qingshan sat back down, picking up another newspaper.

This time it was the financial section of the 'Xinbao', which detailed the Hong Kong dollar exchange rate trend.

"Boss, are you going to Short Selling the Hong Kong dollar?"

Ye Ning asked cautiously.

Lu Qingshan looked up at her, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

"Smart girl."

His words stirred Ye Ning's heart; gaining the boss's approval mattered more than anything.

But Lu Qingshan did not answer her question directly.

"The market is always full of surprises."

His voice carried an inexplicable sense of mystery.

"True opportunities often hide in the most inconspicuous places."

The atmosphere in the trading hall grew even more tense.

Everyone was waiting for Lu Qingshan's next directive.

But he picked up an entertainment gossip tabloid and continued reading it with relish.

It seemed the earlier words were just off‑hand, not an important investment strategy.

Sweat began to bead on Wang Yuyun's palms; this waiting made her restless.

Li Zhi'an also frequently pushed his glasses, a habit when he is nervous.

Lu Qingjun paced by the window, clearly also affected by the atmosphere.

Only Ye Ning remained relatively calm; she knew the boss had his reasons for acting this way.

Time passed second by second, and the trading hall's atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Everyone was awaiting the arrival of the storm.