After Divorce, I Can Hear the Future Chapter 289: Universal Surge

"Fuck, these market makers are real bitches."

"Damn, I sold too early again."

"I’m so mad—at least three limit-ups!"

"Hehe, thanks to the boss for the last-minute eting, I didn’t notice Jiangte Motor’s montum, it’s gonna soar~~"

As everyone knows, if you hold more than 5% of the market’s circulating shares, you have to disclose it publicly, notifying of your shareholding activities, and then enter a lock-up period for six months.

For the next six months, you can only buy, not sell, so a sudden withdrawal of capital at the end of the session, or even dumping stocks causing market panic to forcefully break the limit, is definitely not Lu Liang’s handwriting.

Who is orchestrating all this is quite obvious, none other than the main force, market makers, or speculative institutions that had insight into the shareholding ahead of ti.

The incident happened so suddenly that it could also be said that Lu Liang hid it too well; for more than half a month, not a single piece of news leaked out.

Just today, all of a sudden, there was a frenzy of shareholding, and in one go, 12 companies were targeted.

They didn’t have ti to build positions, so they could only spread rumors, create the illusion of a stock market crash, and grab as many low-priced chips as possible.

"Tsk tsk, just three limit-ups? You’ve got a small vision, who are you looking down on? The gains should at least be a double."

Since the middle of September two years ago, the new energy sector began its first wave of activity, with the sector index rising from 1450 points to 2980 points. Since then, Lu Liang vanished from the A-share market.

Rumors had it that he was warned by the authorities or amiably ’expelled’ from the country.

There were many theories, but anyway, since then, Lu Liang didn’t appear in the dostic market and started to campaign internationally.

Facing three or even eight opponents at once, he was surrounded multiple tis by international capital, and each ti he fought his way out, building a formidable reputation.

Last year when Buffett increased his stake in BYD, it nearly doubled BYD’s stock price and pushed the company’s market cap to 300 billion.

As the local stock market legend from East Country, Lu Liang’s influence in the financial markets is not weaker than Buffett’s.

"Speaking of which, didn’t Old Jia say ’dear friends and family’? Why did the Tianxing Mixed Fund not target LeEco?"

A bunch of netizens flocked to Boss Jia’s Weibo, posing the soul-searching question: Is it a plastic friendship or is Boss Jia’s presud close friendship unbeknownst to Liangzi?

Although LeEco also hit the daily limit today and its market cap went back over 60 billion, the absence of a shareholding announcent just now ant it was rely riding the wave of the sector’s montum.

New energy sector leader BYD was targeted.

Tianqi Lithium, number three, was targeted.

Jiangte Motor, number four, was also targeted.

Only LeEco, number two, was overlooked.

Whoever is missing, that’s who is embarrassed.

If Boss Jia doesn’t give a reasonable explanation, when the market opens tomorrow morning, today’s gains might all be coughed up, possibly even leading to a devastating break.

After all, why target the number one, number three, and number four dragons, as well as a whole bunch of new energy constituents and uniquely ignore LeEco—could it be that LeEco, as rumored, has so serious issues?

"Lu Liang, you’ve wronged !"

Boss Jia cried out in despair, sensing a crisis looming, he disregarded everything else and bought a plane ticket to Xiangjiang that very night.

Since last year, the LeEco Empire has been teetering; he tried his best and exhausted all ans.

But in the end, it was all for naught.

Old Jia decided he couldn’t keep fighting internally. If one path doesn’t shine, try another. He decided to start afresh and rise again.

Faraday Future is his future. Staying with LeEco, staying in the country, there’s no future at all.

anwhile, on the 32nd floor of New International Building.

The busy scene at Tianxing Fund was explosive, nearly two hundred employees bustled about as if soone had hit the fast-forward button.

The staff of the Silver Supervision Committee and Securities and Futures Commission, alerted by the news, were also busy as ants on a hot pan, not touching the ground with their feet.

Public funds inherently require more regulated operations, let alone shareholding in the market, and especially when it’s multiple companies all at once.

As with fund companies, they need to provide complete shareholder information, including the number of shares held, the percentage of shares, and the purpose of the holdings, etc.

The Securities and Futures Commission also needs to review the materials to ensure there are no insider trading or fraudulent transactions, and so on and so forth.

"Mr. Lu, this ti, your move is a bit big," said Zhao Jisheng, taking a hurried break to drink so water, just as Lu Liang ca out of the trading room, he couldn’t help but smile wryly.

He was an old acquaintance of Lu Liang; he was the person in charge of the Teli A case back in the day. As tis changed, he was transferred from the leader of the investigation team at the Securities and Futures Commission to the Director of the Review Office.

A one-ti shareholding in 12 companies was unprecedented, and the intensity of the review work far exceeded the past.

Without any surprises, for the next half month, he and his 22 colleagues in the review team would have to eat, drink, and do everything else right here.

"Director Zhao, please bear with us; I know it’s tough."

Mr. Lu smiled, his face showing not a hint of guilt.

The company’s operations were reasonable and compliant, only the number of shares acquired were a bit high and the timing focused, but that was it.

"It’s our duty," Zhao Jisheng replied with a forced smile, rely grumbling without daring to place bla.

"Ladies and gentlen, thank you for your hard work. There’s a restaurant on the fifth floor; you’re welco to dine and rest there anyti."

Mr. Lu knew the coming months would be busy, so he had already asked Zhuo Yifan to speak with the manager of the fifth-floor restaurant.

He arranged for them to be open 24 hours, for the next two months, they would treat it as their canteen.

Having said that, he greeted Zhao Jisheng and returned to the adjacent office. Since the seventh day, following negotiations with Zhou Yi from the Su City Investnt Promotion Office, they began to build their positions.

The 12 enterprises were carefully selected, all dedicated to the new energy industry from the get-go.

They weren’t like companies such as LeEco and Hengtai, which jumped on the bandwagon halfway, just to cash in on the new energy the and to add luster to themselves.

The total market value of the 12 companies was about 1.89 trillion, and Tianxing Mixed Fund spent a total of 112.252 billion to acquire shares.

The amount wasn’t the standard 94.5 billion because so companies had reached ownership stakes of 6% or 7%.

Regardless of their future developnt, in the short term, they were sure to profit by more than 50%.

"There’s still 187.748 billion."

Mr. Lu pondered how to spend the remaining funds.

Public funds have rules; you can’t leave the fund uninvested, and before the end of the lock-up period, the position cannot be lower than 80%.

This ant that in the coming month, Mr. Lu needed to spend all of the 127.748 billion.

Then launch the fund, classified under new energy, facilitating buying and selling for fund investors.

"Spending money is also a headache."

Mr. Lu looked thoughtful, playing with a four-leaf-clover lighter, as clicks and clacks echoed in the office.

Although he had successfully quit smoking, the lighter gifted by Su Wanyu remained with him.

Because he intended to use this lighter to coax Wanyu back from Edinburgh.

Mr. Lu lay back in his chair, swaying, when he suddenly thought of Ningde Era.

Last Tuesday, Old Zeng seed to have said that Ningde Era was preparing for an IPO roadshow.

With a valuation of 41 billion, they would release 15% equity for IPO financing and then go public.

"Hello, Mr. Zeng, is Ningde IPO short of funds?"

Mr. Lu called Old Zeng, planning to take on half of the fundraising capital, making Ningde a part of Tianxing Mixed Fund.

He was going to feast on the profits and let the supportive fund investors also nibble on so, saving them from always falling prey to junk funds in the market.

"That’s possible. Why don’t you co down to Modu the day after tomorrow, and we can find ti for a eting?"

Ningde, listing at 22.5 tis price-to-earnings, didn’t lack funds, but they needed long-term partners.

Old Zeng obviously wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to beco closer with Mr. Lu, expressing willingness to have a good talk.

They could also discuss Ningde Era’s roadshow in Modu, and have Mr. Lu help endorse the event.

"There’s still over 124.7 billion."

Mr. Lu called Zhou Yi; the trillion-level industrial park project could be initiated and bonds issued.

The Tianxing Foundation would subscribe at the earliest opportunity, providing developnt funds for companies settling in the park.

The next morning at nine,

The much-anticipated A-share market opened for business.

The new energy index was completely in the green, with the 12 companies that were acquired all hitting the price ceiling during pre-market bidding.

Each stock was bolstered by hundreds of millions, or even billions, of capital, which was reassuring.

Inside were people, jubilant,

Wrapping up today’s trading in the first second as the market opened.

They threw themselves into their work, full of joy.

Those on the outside could only watch helplessly.

The new energy stocks were nearly all green, the smallest increase being 1.22%, with only one company showing a green decline, unmoving on the floor.