Chapter 893: Selling Gold

Ma Rui listened to Yu Zhiwei's report, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into a smile.

"He really said that? It seems my eldest uncle's face carries a lot of weight after all."

Yu Zhiwei scratched his head: "Since that kid has admitted defeat, what should we do?"

Ma Rui leaned back in his chair, thought for a moment, and said: "It seems his old man is more sensible than he is and knows how to compromise. Let's keep our promise to invest five hundred thousand in advertising for him as planned."

Yu Zhiwei looked bewildered: "Doesn't that mean we're the ones admitting defeat?"

"It's different." Ma Rui waved his hand, "We can't afford to offend Sun Jiacheng's father. Since they've offered us a way out, we have to take it; otherwise, we'd really be ungrateful. When you're out in society, you can't ignore principles, but you can't be too rigid either, or you won't have any friends."

Yu Zhiwei asked again: "Sun Jiacheng invited us to dinner; should we go?"

"Go." Ma Rui narrowed his eyes, "Take Liu Wei with us; she's in charge of the television drama department now."

Yu Zhiwei was even more confused: "What do you mean? Isn't this kid interested in Liu Wei? You're still letting them meet?"

Ma Rui laughed: "Isn't that the perfect way to test if this kid is truly repentant? If he's truly repentant, he should apologize to Liu Wei. If he doesn't apologize, it proves he's only doing this under pressure."

Shanfu Restaurant.

Ma Rui took Liu Wei and Yu Zhiwei to the appointment, while Sun Jiacheng arrived with his assistant, Xie Jing.

As soon as they met, Sun Jiacheng acted as if he had seen his own brother, bowing and saying: "Brother Ma, I'm sorry, last time it was all my fault. I had a grudge I was holding onto, and the way I reported on your company's television drama was unfair—it was all my fault. Big brother apologizes to you; let's get along well from now on, how about that?"

Ma Rui had understood since childhood that having more friends meant more paths, so seeing Sun Jiacheng being so polite, he immediately lowered his stance: "Brother Sun, I'm a hot-tempered person myself and can't stand any sand in my eyes. Liu Wei is my classmate and a good friend; seeing her get bullied made me lose my head, and I went too far. Why don't you hit me a few times to vent your anger?"

Sun Jiacheng laughed and patted Ma Rui a few times: "Fine, let's consider that settled. From now on, we're even, let's just get along like brothers. By the way, Sister Liu Wei, I apologize to you too. I was spoiled by my grandfather since I was a child, I'm sorry."

Seeing Ma Rui magnanimously reconcile with Sun Jiacheng, Liu Wei quickly chimed in: "President Sun, I'll be in charge of television drama development from now on, and I'll have to ask for your help."

Sun Jiacheng said with a grin: "No problem! From now on, your company's business is my business; I'll be at your beck and call, truly."

The group had a happy meal together.

Back at the company, Yu Zhiwei couldn't help but ask: "Ma Rui, what do you think this kid is really up to? How did he change so quickly?"

Ma Rui shook his head: "You and Liu Wei need to be careful when dealing with him in the future. This kid can bend and stretch; he's not easy to deal with. He isn't convinced in his heart, he just has no way to deal with us right now. Once he gains power, he will come back. If I'm not mistaken, he will keep causing us trouble in the future, so every project we collaborate on with him must be able to withstand scrutiny; we cannot afford any mistakes."

Yu Zhiwei looked miserable: "Then I really can't deal with him."

Liu Wei quickly said: "Let me handle the contact with him from now on; as a woman, it's actually simpler for me to refuse him."

"Then I'll step back behind the scenes." Yu Zhiwei let out a long sigh of relief.

Zhao Hu walked in and said with a grin: "I really admire President Ma; you can bend and stretch—you're definitely someone who can do big things."

Ma Rui kicked him and laughed, scolding: "Is there something you need from me again?"

Zhao Hu scratched his head: "My younger brother is driving a taxi in Hangzhou and doesn't want to do it anymore; can he come work at the company?"

Ma Rui shook his head: "I will help you solve your brother's employment, but he absolutely cannot be arranged in our company." He glanced at Liu Wei and said sternly, "From now on, our company will set a rule: we will not hire relatives through nepotism."

Zhao Hu smiled awkwardly and said: "Sorry, I didn't think it through."

Ma Rui shook his head: "Don't blame yourself. Arranging nepotistic ties might make those people feel they have backing, which is bad. However, your brother's matter is a small thing; I will arrange it for him. If our company wants to grow, we must have principles..."

Zhao Hu nodded repeatedly.

On the other side, He Yuzhu suddenly received a call from Secretary Liu.

"Zhuzi, come to Guangdong Province for a trip."

He Yuzhu quickly agreed: "Leader, I'll be there tomorrow."

As soon as he arrived in Guangdong Province, He Yuzhu was picked up by Secretary Liu.

He observed Secretary Liu's complexion, which was much better than before he retired, and couldn't help but say: "You've stopped being an official, and your complexion is much better."

Secretary Liu laughed: "Now that you've said that, you've blocked the request I had for you. I'm embarrassed to even bring it up—I still hold the position of Consultant, after all."

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "I know what you're talking about. This matter is too big; I'm afraid I can't handle it alone."

"Do you think I'm that tactless? Even if I were to fleece someone, I wouldn't just fleece you alone," Secretary Liu said.

He Yuzhu said earnestly: "Just for the sake of your request, I will do my best."

Secretary Liu nodded: "If you run into any trouble in the future, tell me."

He Yuzhu didn't stay long and went straight to Hong Kong.

In October, that financial crocodile finally bared its bloody fangs, and the sell orders on the Hong Kong stock market surged like a tide.

Under He Yuzhu's direction, Zhao Ying invested three billion Hong Kong Dollars and began buying blue-chip stocks in large quantities.

But the sell-offs continued in wave after wave, impossible to block.

Facing the surging sell-offs, Zhao Ying couldn't hold on much longer.

She found He Yuzhu and said: "Zhuzi, our shareholders are no longer willing to do this; they believe this is the Hong Kong government's job. If I continue to support the market, the money we earned before might all be lost."

He Yuzhu was silent for a while, sighed, and said: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to use so much money... You can sell slowly."

Just then, He Yuzhu suddenly received a call from Secretary Liu.

On the other end of the line, Secretary Liu seemed to be in a good mood and said with a chuckle: "Zhuzi, you've already done well. We'll handle what comes next."

He Yuzhu laughed upon hearing this: "To be honest, our company here has already invested nearly seven billion in this, and the shareholders are already dissatisfied. I'm preparing to raise money myself; don't worry, I will definitely do my best."

For the next period of time, He Yuzhu truly did not let Secretary Liu down.

He began to count the gold he had stored over the years. Upon checking, he discovered there were actually 130 tons of gold in his space. He sold 70 tons, exchanged it for 800 million US dollars, added three times the leverage, and continued to block the other side's market-crashing tactics.

Days passed one by one.

Although Zhao Ying was not very willing to continue supporting the market, she did not sell off stocks in large quantities either.

Under the combined resistance of several forces, the financial crocodile finally suffered a defeat.

It failed to drive the stock index down and instead had to buy large quantities of stocks to return to the brokerage firms.

With this, the index took off like a rocket, and the stock market began to soar crazily.

He Yuzhu was no saint, so he took the opportunity to sell off a large amount of stock.

After this defensive battle, not only did he not lose money, but he even made a small profit, which made him feel much more at ease.

However, he also knew that the crocodile would not admit defeat and would sooner or later come back.