Chapter 582: The real rules!

The Bund, in a certain building,

the newly established company was busy and tense.

As a branch in Shanghai, Far East Investment was initially showing its unparalleled strength: having a lot of money and many people!

The lost twenty million, for ordinary people nowadays, might be an astronomical figure, but for Zhang Cheng and Wang Qiming, it was just like a light drizzle.

After all, what they robbed—pfft, borrowed—abroad back then was more than this amount.

But what made Zhang Cheng and Wang Qiming angry was that the locals were too impolite, actually playing a game where the dealer takes all, not letting them play. This was going too far!

Although the cake was only this big, they had come, and they didn't intend to rob; they just wanted to play stocks properly. But you set traps and smashed the market—this was clearly not giving them face!

So, Zhang Cheng came. He came this time to flip the table. Since the other party wouldn't let him sit at the table, then nobody should eat!

Zhang Cheng: If it's hard to handle, then don't handle it!

Qilin Society:

Busy making phone calls, funds were being continuously withdrawn.

Looking at the account which already had nearly thirty million, Wang Qiming turned his head and said, "Is it enough?"

"Not enough. At least two hundred million. I'll transfer some from my own account!"

Looking at Wang Qiming indifferently, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.

"Two hundred million? Are you trying to be the dealer?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Wang Qiming was so astonished he couldn't speak.

Because nowadays, besides banks, the only people who could mobilize hundreds of millions in funds were probably only this bandit before him.

After all, how many "impolite" things Zhang Cheng had done abroad back then, probably only he himself knew!

"I'm flipping the table. If they want to play, I'll play with them properly. If not, we'll go for the throat; whoever can't hold on first dies first!"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng picked up a cigar cutter and slowly toasted it.

Just as Zhang Cheng was doing all this, Wang Lei walked in from outside.

Looking at Wang Lei, Zhang Cheng said, "What's wrong?"

"Brother Zhang, there's someone outside who says he's here to chat with you!"

Speaking to Zhang Cheng before him, Wang Lei couldn't help but describe the other party's appearance.

"Oh, an old man. What does he want to chat with me about?"

Speaking indifferently, Zhang Cheng let Wang Lei bring the person in.

Before long, when an old man wearing a Zhongshan suit appeared, Zhang Cheng showed a confused expression and said, "How should I address you?"

"My surname is Wu! Just call me Doctor Wu!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with a calm face, Doctor Wu smiled.

"Please sit! I don't know what Doctor Wu intends to chat with me about? After all, I'm a newcomer here and don't know anyone!"

Looking at Doctor Wu with a face full of smiles, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but lean down, staring at the other party like a hunt.

Watching Zhang Cheng's posture, Doctor Wu smiled easily and said, "I know, the matter last time made everyone at Far East Investment very angry, but this is the stock market, isn't it?"

"What you said is indeed fair; the stock market is ever-changing, so if we lost, we lost. It's just twenty million, just a sprinkle of water, right? After all, who could have imagined that the Qilin Society was so powerful, with more than a dozen big players setting a trap together?" Looking at Doctor Wu playfully, Zhang Cheng bit his cigar, and mist gradually spat from his mouth.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Doctor Wu couldn't help but narrow his eyes and say, "Who is this gentleman?"

"My name is Zhang Cheng, the 'Cheng' of honesty. The Wang Dong of Far East Investment you mentioned is my cousin!"

Introducing Wang Qiming beside him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but lean back, crossing his legs and saying, "I also have quite a few shares in Far East Investment. This time, I intend to bring my cousin to gain some experience! Let's see how your Qilin Society intends to play!"

"So, Mr. Zhang, you don't intend to talk?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Doctor Wu's face showed a solemn expression.

Because the strategy they had discussed at the beginning was to turn hostility into friendship and cooperate together.

As for what happened later, it would depend on whether Far East Investment could be the knife for the Qilin Society!

If Far East Investment didn't know what was good for them, then go back where they came from. A person who does real estate, what do they know about stocks?

"Talk my ass! Don't think that just because you're old, you can talk nonsense in front of me. I'm telling you people in the Qilin Society, cooperation is impossible. We at Far East Investment have never intended to eat small households. I came this time to go for the throat with you. Two hundred million in funds, if you have the ability, let's see the real deal in the stock market!"

Patting the table, Zhang Cheng looked at Doctor Wu with disdain.

Because could Zhang Cheng not know what the Qilin Society was doing?

After A-Bao made money in the stock market, how did the Qilin Society act? First, they tried to recruit the other party, but because of Commander Cai's matter, they didn't succeed in the end.

But when the Qilin Society mentioned the 414 stock, they had actually already started heavy positions.

So regardless of whether the news leaked or not, the Qilin Society was guaranteed to make a profit and could even see A-Bao's true character.

As for the Qilin Society bottoming out and saving A-Bao in the end, that was even more of a fallacy.

After all, they also bought the three-sheep stock, so that was just self-rescue. After all, without A-Bao's shares, the person they would have to face would be Qiang Mujie of the Southern National Investment!

So, what was the real situation? The Qilin Society acted as the sixth man, waiting for A-Bao and Qiang Mujie to fight to the death, and ended up picking up the bargain!

If A-Bao hadn't transferred the shares to the Qilin Society, would Qiang Mujie have lost? No, he would have led Southern Investment to kill their way in and directly rub the Qilin Society on the ground!

After all, the funds of Southern National Investment were also very huge!

So, the Qilin Society couldn't be considered good people in the true sense; they were dealers!

That is, the existence that eats when the wind is favorable and presses when the hand is reversed—not much different from Huang Silang!

If you had to say what Huang Silang was better at than the Qilin Society, it should be that Huang Silang died, but the Qilin Society didn't!

"Young man, don't be too arrogant when you speak. Do you know where this is?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng angrily, Doctor Wu was also furious, his face full of rage.

Because as a representative of the Qilin Society, this was the first time he had been pointed at and scolded!

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"Small-time crook, do you think I'm here to joke with you? I said, I want to step on you to death. Are you deaf?"

Saying this, Zhang Cheng stepped on the table and leaned forward, biting his cigar and saying, "Also, if a young man isn't arrogant, can he be called a young man? The money you made by being a dealer, I don't even care to talk about you. Is that money clean?"

Looking at Doctor Wu with mockery, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes.

The rule of the Qilin Society is: go back where you came from. Do you think this is giving someone a way to live?

No, the real meaning of this rule is: you have to leave the money you earned and your principal, otherwise don't think about walking out of Huanghe Road, otherwise the Huangpu River will be your destination!

Did you really think the Qilin Society, which united more than a dozen big players, was so kind? If Uncle hadn't finally helped A-Bao bottom out and asked for help, this guy would have been like that unlucky guy, Mr. A, and jumped into the sea!

Didn't you see Doctor Wu finally say, if A-Bao does foreign trade, go back and honestly do foreign trade?

Did you think the stock war was just a point-to-point stop? Wrong, the real stock war is: the winner takes all, the loser jumps off a building!

When retail investors enter the market, they are like leeks, cut batch after batch, year after year!

It's just that the dealer behind each stock is different, so don't ever think that if you earn a little, you've won. The real trap is still waiting for you ahead!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 583 =====