Chapter 307: The Swordholder

Like a frog slowly boiled in water, one ultimately misses out on an entire era.
A desperate gamble, a fight to the death, might just carve out a bloody path!
"I don't want to be that complacent, yet ultimately culminate in the downfall of the nation—a historical sinner.
Someone has to stand up and risk everything for the future of this nation!"
"But this is a high-stakes gamble! It's a gamble on the fate of the entire Xia Kingdom!
Are you really... going to hand this die, which concerns the nation's destiny, to that young man?"
"That's no ordinary young man." Wu Jianlin's eyes deepened.
"That's Su Hao!
The man who single-handedly created 'Fang Huan,' a financial legend that even Wall Street trembles over!
And he did it in just a few short years!"
He had been secretly observing Fang Huan for a long time, observing Su Hao, who seemed to appear out of nowhere.
That man, with an unreasonable attitude, completely overturned the existing landscape of world finance!
"He was like a ghost, his resume a complete blank before he entered Fang Huan.
But once he emerged, he was like a dragon entering the sea, stirring up towering waves!
All the financial giants and multinational corporations that stood in his way, no matter how deep their backgrounds or how large their scale, were all crushed to dust!
He single-handedly expanded Fang Huan from a private equity firm into a behemoth conglomerate."
In short, Fang Huan today is a black empire built with the bones and blood of its enemies!
"Su Hao, look at his appearance—gentle and refined, his smile harmless—but deep down he's a ruthless predator.
To date, the number of world-class companies that have fallen to his fangs is countless."
"Then...then we can't entrust the fate of Xia to such a dangerous beast!"
"This ruthless man, so merciless in the world of capital, has one bottom line, a line he has never crossed."
"What bottom line?"
"He never kills any of our own people."
True capital knows no borders when it comes to money.
But Su Hao, this financial behemoth, this raging shark that wreaks havoc globally, only sheathes his teeth when he swam in the waters of Xia.
“He’s said more than once that he doesn’t want to compete with domestic companies; he wants to grow together with everyone, and he hopes that Chinese companies can be even better than their foreign counterparts.”
“…Could this be the truth?”
“Impressively, it is.”
Wu Jianlin asked:
“Think about it, Fang Huan has grown so fast and so aggressively. Which domestic company truly sees him as a thorn in their side and tries to suppress him relentlessly?”
Li Donglai was taken aback, but upon reflection, he realized it was indeed true.
A rocket-like rise like Fang Huan’s should, in theory, have been strangled by the traditional giants long ago.
Even if there were some initial maneuvers, now the entire industry is strangely silent.
“Because those old hands know that with Fang Huan charging ahead, they can follow behind, ensuring not only safety but also a share of the tangible profits.
Take Jiangjin Group, for example. If it weren’t for Fang Huan’s intervention, could they have snatched such a large piece of the pie from the Western giants in the chip manufacturing field?”
On the surface, Fang Huan was like an invincible sword, slaying one hostile foreign capital after another against Xia Kingdom.
Meanwhile, the domestic enterprises behind him seized the opportunity to expand and grow stronger.
"Fang Huan is most ruthless towards those 'traitors' who wear the skin of 'Chinese enterprises' but actually want to use foreign capital to hollow out the market. He's merciless, one cut at a time!
The collapse of Changqing Group was the beginning of his 'sword-forging' for the nation.
He's protecting Xia Kingdom's land in his own way!
Now, do you understand why I dared to place this heavy burden on him?"
Only now did Li Donglai finally understand Wu Jianlin's almost fanatical determination.
In such a high-stakes gamble that would determine the fate of the nation, perhaps a "demon king" like Su Hao was truly needed to wield the sword.
But…but no matter what…
“Ten trillion…to short…this…this is too much for my heart to handle!”
***
Meanwhile, at Fanghuan Investment.
Su Hao was having a meeting with his core team.
“Chairman Su, they…the Huaxia Strategic Investment Fund…probably won’t take your suggestion, right?”
A team member asked cautiously.
Su Hao shook his head.
“Probably not.” Another analyst quickly answered, “Selling all assets and cashing out—just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle. It’s too difficult.”
“Moreover, you even suggested they short.” A trader said decisively,
“…Then they absolutely, absolutely will not do it.
The Huaxia Strategic Investment Fund’s investment discipline is stricter than the military’s. This kind of disruptive operation is absolutely forbidden in their dictionary.”
“Forget it, let’s pretend that never happened. They most likely won’t take it.”
Su Hao waved his hand, preparing to discuss the next topic.
"Yes, Chairman Su! So, how should we build our positions next? Which market should we focus on?"
This is the core issue right now.
A massive sum of 250 billion yuan can't be poured into one pool; it must be diversified.
But the problem is, Su Hao's intuition tells him that no matter which market he targets now—US stocks, Asian stocks, European stocks…
all he sees in his mind is a precipitous drop.
It seems… shorting anywhere is fine.
The key lies in the allocation ratio and the timing of entry.
This requires him to adjust the allocation little by little, based on the massive amount of information he's gathered and his intuition.
"This… this will probably take some time," Su Hao rubbed his temples.
"Then… let's start with the analysis reports for each market…"
He was about to give instructions.
"Chairman Su!"
The conference room door was suddenly pushed open, and a young employee burst in, panting.
"Just...just now! The Huaxia Strategic Investment Fund called!"
Su Hao raised an eyebrow: "Oh? What did they say?"
"They said..." the employee's face flushed with excitement,
"They've decided to adopt your strategic recommendations! Now they need us to provide relevant reference materials and...and follow-up plans!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the entire office seemed to go silent; you could hear a pin drop.
Immediately, Su Hao's group of seasoned, bloodthirsty generals froze, their expressions stoic, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"What?! The national team... they accepted it?!"
"Holy crap! No way?! Wait, you mean,
they're really going to liquidate that ten trillion yuan and then join us in taking down the whole world?!"
The young employee trembled, overwhelmed by the excited gazes of the room full of bigwigs, and could only nod frantically.
Even Su Hao himself, his perpetually calm expression finally faltered; he was unusually stunned.
He had considered a thousand possibilities, but he hadn't anticipated this:
that group of supposedly the most stable and conservative "national team" actually possessed such do-or-die courage, daring to accept his insane challenge!