Chapter 722: Long Shan's Heart

Long Wu opened his mouth wide.

These damn thugs practice martial arts, and the underworld knows the law with a similar subtlety.

If you mingle with the underworld, don't go fighting and killing; you deal with the damn social customs.

Also agents, conceal, you contain me, I contain you.

Disgusting political scheming, you seem to have figured it out.

Long Wu feels he looks down too much on his own son.

The bearing of a hero is not that simple.

He has deep valleys and rivers in his heart.

"Then you must be careful; once you enter the Jianghu, it's as deep as the sea, you lose control, life hangs in the balance."

"Once in, getting out will be too hard."

"What does our family lack? No need."

Long Shan gently embraced his father.

"Dad, it's all destiny's doing."

"If you don't do it, I won't; who will?"

"Someone has to do it, and I'm just right at it."

"Better that I do it."

"Why does the Yang Family get involved with Jingmen, why with Jingmen Club?"

"Isn't it simply because they don't want Daxia people, like a scattered sandbag, to hurt each other?"

"Daxia people need regulation; for decades they've lived in pre‑planned lives."

"Thus they lack subjectivity."

"They're used to struggling within small circles, lacking pioneering spirit."

"Thus people think a Daxia person is a dragon, a group of Daxia people are a flock of sheep."

"Such a problem cannot be changed in a few decades."

"Jingmen changed their early naivety."

"It taught them to unite, advance, and explore."

"And Thirteen Hall is a cannon in the darkness, representing an alternative truth."

"It makes them understand the clash of iron and blood behind the sunlight."

"The system the Yang Family built is too gentle; someone has to do the things that can't see the light."

"Behind this world's brightness lies darkness; darkness never disappears."

"Abandoning darkness makes the lone yin lack yang."

"I think there's a saying that fits well."

"Losing humanity loses much; losing beastliness loses everything."

"The Yang Family is humanity, Jingmen is humanity, Hidden Dragon is humanity, and Thirteen Hall is our Daxia people's beastliness."

Long Wu was once again left speechless by Long Shan's words.

Long Wu feels that after living a whole life, he still hasn't understood as clearly as his son.

Destiny?

Mission?

Suddenly he felt a bit bitter.

He knows that dropping these can make his life better.

But picking up these places is the backbone of Daxia.

Just like Yang Qing, Yang Rong, if they abandon those convictions, they could definitely live better.

Not to mention others, the beauties in Azure Rainbow Media make countless people drool.

The Yang Family could easily become these people's invited guests.

But they don't; in fact the Yang family never proactively entices these people.

Yang Qing has absolutely no need to implement any Collective Shareholding Model.

That way, the Yang family's assets would have to multiply several more times.

The Yang Family has no need to do those thankless tasks.

For example, Splendid Light.

Every year huge funds are poured in to let them continue researching lithography machines.

But the results are scant; this involves breakthroughs in material science, a problem for Daxia's overall research.

There are many more matters.

Long Wu can't even count them all.

Why does the Yang Family cling to those officials?

Doesn't he know it's thankless work?

Needlessly offending so many people causes the Yang family's enterprises to face all sorts of difficulties.

Why does Yang Rong stay on WanDao for so long, making spouses hard to meet and fathers and sons hard to see each other.

Regardless of what the Yang Family used to do, their current bearing leaves Long Wu speechless.

Now his younger son has also taken this path.

He also personally experienced the taste of it.

Both gratified and heartbroken.

Long Shan kept sending Long Wu back to the old residence, and only then did he return.

After a father‑son talk, Long Shan felt his path was clearer.

In the past, whether it was Hongmen or the Green Gang, they were essentially a self‑help association.

It arose under others' oppression.

Their goal was simple: survival.

But Thirteen Hall was different; Long Shan considered himself a sword‑wielder.

When this goal emerged, he felt he had been elevated.

Yang Qing didn't know that Long Shan and his son had also had such a conversation.

Anyway, he and Long Shan had reached a tacit understanding.

Finish up, and you can get out.

He didn't know, nor did he want to know Long Shan's grand ideals.

As time passed, it arrived at 2006.

The bull market began to kick off.

It also signaled that a huge crisis was beginning to arrive.

Yang Qing felt this meeting would be very difficult.

Since the 1970s, Yang Qing repeatedly seized wealth‑creating opportunities, allowing the Yang Family to traverse in just a few decades the centuries‑long histories of many financial dynasties.

Especially during the Gangdao crisis and the Internet bubble, he aggressively swept through Yingjiang.

Yang Qing believed that now many people were definitely watching him.

Watching the Yang Family, watching Xuanwu Investment Bank.

He didn't know how many traps were waiting for him to fall into.

So this time, he must be careful, careful, and more careful.

(This is different from leveraged tech stocks; it involves margin, long and short positions.)

(Nowadays the law already defines malicious long, malicious short, and price‑manipulation crimes. In fact it's a basket crime—anything can be packed; whether you violate it depends on the other party's will. There are also abnormal trades; they can control your accounts and funds at any time, plus issues of capital outflow and taxes.)

Finance is their territory, so no amount of caution is excessive.

What Yang Qing can do is stretch the cycle.

He won't take the last bite.

Small‑wealth, immediate‑safety strategy.

I started fleeing from the mid‑mountain; I ask you, at this moment, would you dare to massively freeze accounts and funds?

As soon as you hesitate even a bit, the money runs away.

Moreover, the money leaks out bit by bit, making monitoring very hard.

Of course, handling it is also difficult.

Yang Qing has already prepared to sacrifice some domestic Yingjiang companies.

Lin Cong was also nervous; this time the difficulties they faced were unprecedented.

Yang Qihang was also nervous; this involves how much surplus grain your family has to maneuver after the crisis hits.

A crisis is an opportunity.

It is also a grand feast.

Domestic Azure Dragon Securities has also prepared to stabilize the market; the Yang Family's usual style—don't think you can sit as the market maker here, or you'll be killed.

Maintaining the health of the stock market is Azure Dragon Securities' sole purpose.

When others surge, I rise a little; when others plunge, I fall a little.

Moreover, trading accounts are categorized, each with its own rules.

Company shareholders, moreover, cannot trade during big surges; during big drops you must cooperate with buybacks.

So when others start to flare up, he is still half‑dead.

Everyone else goes mad, and only then does he lift his head.

The stock market is being heavily speculated.

Many college students, using their tuition, also joined the market.

There are those who make money, but more who lose it.

All of Daxia is permeated with an atmosphere that entering the market can pick up money.

Much like the Hong Kong stocks of back then.