Birthday lunch, Lu Liang didn't drink, ate and went ho for a quick nap before hitting the road back.
Zhao Haisheng called to say that the rental procedures were all set. All he needed was to sign the authorization tomorrow, and the institutional account would be effective imdiately.
In the past two days, the stock market had also started to recover, with the Shanghai Stock Exchange Index stopping its decline at 4000 points.
Today was the first ti since the stock disaster that it had turned green.
But Teli A continued its intense decline, dripping down by re cents every day, a true tornt.
Lu Liang had been monitoring the capital movents of individual stocks, keenly noticing that so institutions were building positions at the bottom. He didn't want to be left behind.
Approaching ten o'clock, Lu Liang returned to Modu.
He didn't go to Zhang Qian's place, nor did he return to the Tangchen Yipin, but instead, he went to the She Mountain Clubhouse.
Last week, ng Changkun had taken him there once; it was a very, very formal gentlen's wellness clubhouse.
Driving half the day, Lu Liang was a bit tired.
He planned to rest for the night and return to the city in the morning.
He drove familiarly into the parking lot, spent eight thousand eight hundred yuan, and opted for a full-body therapy package, which included an overnight stay.
He had a sauna and soaked in a hot spring to relax his body and mind, then was vigorously treated by a robust Thai massage therapist.
The 120-minute treatnt could be sumd up in one sentence: painfully soothing. The ancient technique of gripping deep muscle tissue was truly unique and greatly enhanced prostate function.
After the massage, the therapist also reminded him to maintain vitality for 12 hours, otherwise, it would backfire.
Because of this ancient technique's existence, ng Changkun ca here every now and then and even beca a long-term mber of the place.
With the treatnt concluded, every joint in his body was hot-compressed with a ginger-soaked towel, and in that mont, Lu Liang felt almost transcendent…
…
The next morning, Lu Liang, full of energy, drove to the Guotai branch on Punan Road.
Zhao Haisheng was already waiting at the door early in the morning. The two went to the VIP room to handle the rental contract and then to the bank for the transfer.
The nine-figure amount in his account dropped to zero in an instant; President Liu watched Lu Liang with eagerness, like a forsaken young wife.
Lu Liang was resolute, like a man who amorously begins but heartlessly ends.
After completing the large transfer, they returned to the branch.
"Mr. Lu, congratulations, from now on, 88 Punan Road will be your designated seat na. May you conquer in all directions, enjoy abundant wealth, and see your investnts always rise," Zhao Haisheng said, his face alight with excitent, as if Lu Liang's frequent operations might bring substantial revenue to the branch.
Next year, he might beco deputy director and step out of his worker status to officially join the managent.
"88, that's a good number."
Lu Liang's lips curled upward as he proceeded to his exclusive trading room.
Five or six years ago, perhaps ten years back, when the internet was not so developed, transactions had to be conducted in this hall.
Hence, there were rooms for major clients and institutional trading rooms where so teams would stay days, even weeks.
Although tis had changed and now trading could be done outside the stock exchange, the trading room had been preserved.
Five computers were lined up in a row, and there were also facilities like a bathroom, rest room, and washroom, just like a comrcial suite in a hotel.
"Haisheng, you go out first, I'll call you if I need anything."
Lu Liang took out his own computer and logged into the institutional account. It wasn't that he didn't trust Guotai, but being cautious never hurt.
Including the network signal, he used his own portable WiFi instead of connecting to the branch's WiFi.
Different from ordinary accounts, the institutional account could participate in pre-market bidding starting at 9:15 AM.
However, Lu Liang didn't utilize that feature, but waited till 9:30 AM for the market to officially open.
From his observations, only 1-2 institutions were building their base in Teli A, and perhaps the two were even in cahoots. If Lu Liang intervened suddenly, it might draw their attention.
His current strategy was to stay undercover; only by securing enough chips would he earn a seat at the table.
Unlike his almost brutal trading style in the past.
This ti, Lu Liang was exceedingly cautious. With available funds of 79 million, he played as if he just had 790,000.
The current stock price was 9.58 yuan, with 100 shares per lot, costing only 958 yuan per lot.
Lu Liang was very patient, always buying in incrents of tens or scores of lots, with no single transaction exceeding fifty thousand yuan.
This stock wasn't peaking just after a single market trend; it had several trends over more than four months.
There was plenty of ti for him to learn and gain experience.
Two hours passed by in a blink.
Suddenly, it was 11:30 AM, and the market paused for lunch.
Lu Liang made 58 trades with an average of one every two minutes, holding only 2.32 million and 2,426 shares.
Although it wasn't much, he was satisfied, and the several institutions lurking didn't even notice his presence.
The stock continued its slow decline...
Though he lost a few ten-thousands, most of it was commission fees, but Lu Liang didn't mind at all.
"Happy tis always fly by quickly. Ti to eat," he said, patting his stomach.
"Mr. Lu, I've reserved a private room at the Cantonese restaurant at ho. Are you free for lunch?" Zhao Haisheng seed to have been waiting at the door, eagerly inviting him as he appeared.
"Is it far? If it's too far, forget it."
"Not far at all, just a bit over a kiloter."
"All right, let's go in my car."
Lu Liang packed up and drove with Zhao Haisheng.
Zhao Haisheng had no other intentions; he just wanted to thank Lu Liang for the last favor, which had allowed him to continue serving Lu Liang.
Lu Liang felt perfectly justified eating this al.
And after finishing, he left right away, without any intention of hanging around and chatting with Zhao Haisheng.
After all, the market would reopen at one, and Lu Liang hadn't been to the company in recent days; it was ti to show his face.
16th floor, Area E, Yongfeng Building, Tianxing Investnt.
"I'm so sleepy, so bored, so wanting to sleep."
Chen Jinchun was yawning, head propped on one hand, feeling drowsy all over. The office air conditioner was too cold, and she had even found a blanket to cover her waist, avoiding catching a cold.
"If you have nothing to do, you should read more books, maybe study for a research degree or an accounting certificate."
Tang Caide smiled gently, sipping her coffee and browsing the latest comrcial tax law.
A good accountant should know not only how to keep books but also how to plan the company's finances, including legal tax avoidance.
Not only was she a managent Ph.D. from Shangcai, but she also held a master's in law from Hua Shi University. Had she not resigned and wasted a few years, by now, she definitely would have been at least a vice president.
However, Tang Caide had no complaints about her current situation.
The boss often wasn't in the office, and there was virtually no work to do, making it even more relaxing than running a guesthouse in Cainan.
"I'd like to, but ever since I finished my thesis, just looking at a book makes my head hurt."
Chen Jinchun whined, holding her head.
Suddenly, she rembered a saying from the internet that suited her perfectly: "I must be one of those who flit intermittently between ambition and long-term idleness."
After all, if she had any ambition, she wouldn't have graduated from a second-tier college and taken a receptionist's job.
She was drawn by the nine-to-five, weekday-only schedule, a 5k monthly salary during the probation period, and an unexpectedly generous boss.
600 for al subsidies, 800 for rent.
Her total probationary salary was 6,400.
Chen Jinchun shared her benefits and job description in her class group, and everyone turned green with envy.
So classmates worked themselves to death at large companies for just two to three thousand a month during their probationary periods and still worried about getting a permanent position.
anwhile, she was living the retired life early, which was really sothing to envy.
"You actually have quite a bit of self-awareness."
A laugh interrupted her; Chen Jinchun thought it was the boy next door coming over to flirt again and responded indignantly, "What's it to you..."
She stopped in mid-sentence when she saw who it was, her speech stumbling, "Mr... Mr. Lu, good afternoon, have you had your lunch?"
"I'm terribly sorry; I thought it was that boy next door causing trouble again," Chen Jinchun hurriedly explained.
"Soone has been causing trouble in my absence?"
Seeing Mr. Lu might misunderstand, Tang Caide said with a smile, "It's not really trouble, just 'Fair ladies, gallant gentlen'."
Mr. Lu realized, and just smiled it off.
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