Chapter 317: An Absurd Sense of Dislocation

“How could we refuse?” Kmalon gave a bitter smile.
“America and Asia are already lining up eagerly, aren’t they?
If we back down, are we just going to watch Europe continue to rot? Are we going to let ourselves be drowned in the spittle of voters?”
The thought was too horrible; he dared not imagine it.
“On the chessboard, we are already checkmated, everyone,” Kmalon sighed, slumping into his chair.
“They hold an ace we can’t fight back with. We have no choice but to bow down.”
Yes, we are at their mercy.
Dignity? Worthless in the face of survival.
Right now, Fang Huan is in power.
But a flame of revenge ignites in everyone’s hearts:
Once this is over, once Europe has regained its footing…
We will settle this score sooner or later!
***
Meanwhile, in the meeting room of the China Strategic Investment Fund.
"After the final calculation of the results of all investment projects..."
Wu Jianlin paused mid-sentence.
In the conference room, everyone held their breath; even the sound of swallowing could be clearly heard.
"If we liquidate all positions now and recover all funds, the total amount we will receive is:"
He took a deep breath and exhaled that number, a figure that would go down in history.
"Four trillion!"
"My God! Is it real?!"
A deafening roar erupted as the entire conference room was instantly engulfed in a tsunami of jubilation and shouts!
Not just Wu Jianlin, everyone present had endured hellish torment during this period, unable to sleep or eat.
Now, the enormous boulder hanging over their heads had finally transformed into a shower of golden rain!
"Wow! A return of over 40%?! Wasn't the average drop in global stock markets only around 30%?"
"Yes! That's the average!
However, among the stocks we shorted were various complex derivatives, and some unlucky ones were precisely targeted, their stock prices halved!"
"So, all of this... was done exactly according to the list Fang Huan provided?"
"Exactly!"
A staggering 1.2 trillion in such a short time!
This number was etched into the minds of everyone in the conference room!
This is an unprecedented miracle in the history of world finance!
“However, Secretary Wu…” After the initial euphoria subsided, someone was pulled back by the cold reality, asking worriedly,
“We certainly made a lot of money… but is such a big commotion really safe?
Although we didn’t maliciously manipulate the market, once we withdraw our funds, the news will inevitably spread globally.
At that time, countless countries will turn their attention to us.”
However, Wu Jianlin knew in his heart that those attacks would likely not ultimately be directed at the China Strategic Investment Fund.
Because those financial giants weren’t fools; they knew very well that behind the China Strategic Investment Fund stood the true behemoth, “Fanghuan Investment”!
“We must vehemently deny it!” Wu Jianlin said in a deep voice,
“We will declare publicly that this has nothing to do with Fanghuan, and that all decisions were the result of my own willful actions!”
The game before him, the earth-shattering moves, the perfect timing down to the millisecond…
This had transcended the realm of conspiracy!
Conspiracy requires concealment, but Fang Huan's every move was like a calculated, open strategy, laid out squarely on the chessboard, only unseen by anyone before it unfolded!
This wasn't just an investment genius; this was practically a prophet!
The more Wu Jianlin thought about it, the colder his heart grew; cold sweat had soaked his shirt.
Fang Huan… that young man named Su Hao… what level of the future did he foresee?
'Forget it, stop thinking about it!' He shook his head violently.
'At least, I've provided the most solid 'ammunition depot' for the nation's long-term plan!
I'm a great hero who has won a huge strategic buffer for the country!'
Yes, that's it!
But as soon as the meeting ended, Wu Jianlin immediately returned to his office, closed the door, and dialed the number he both respected and feared.
The call connected quickly: "Hello, Secretary Wu."
On the other end, Su Hao's voice was as gentle and clear as ever, seemingly harmless like a friendly neighborhood boy.
Every time Wu Jianlin heard this voice, he felt a bizarre sense of disorientation.
His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, yet the owner of that voice possessed a ruthless nature and a terrifying mind, enough to make even the devil tremble.
So much so that just hearing his voice made Wu Jianlin feel a strange tension.
"Chairman Su... Chairman Su." He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound steady.
"I called to express my gratitude. Did you receive the report we sent today?"
"Ah, yes, I received it. Not bad profits."
Not bad?
Wu Jianlin's heart skipped a beat.
The implication was that it wasn't all that great?
Twelve trillion in profits, in his eyes, was merely "not bad"?
“We…are planning to start gradually closing out our positions,” Wu Jianlin cautiously probed.
“We're preparing to reinvest in safer assets like government bonds and blue-chip stocks, just like before.”
“…”
Silence fell on the other end of the line.
“Chairman Su?”
“Oh, yes. It’s time to stop.”
Phew—
Hearing this, Wu Jianlin felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, as if a thousand pounds had been lifted from his bones.
Finally…finally, he could escape this life of walking a tightrope every day!
However, the next second, that devilish voice rang out again.
“However…”
That “however”!
Wu Jianlin’s heart instantly leaped into his throat again.
"We've come this far, wouldn't it be a shame to give up now?"
"Huh? You mean..."
"The stock market has bottomed out, hasn't it?" Su Hao's voice held a hint of amusement. "Next, it should rebound."
"You mean...we should switch to long positions now?"
"That's right."
Wu Jianlin instinctively closed his eyes, clinging to his last hope, and asked:
"Is...is it investing in those stable government bonds and blue-chip stocks?"
"No."
"..."
Wu Jianlin felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. He gripped the edge of the table tightly to keep from collapsing.
"So you mean to pour all four trillion yuan... into those global stock markets that have just experienced a crash, and go long?!"
From the other end of the phone, Su Hao's voice, seemingly tinged with a smile, came through clearly:
"Yes, all of it, go long!"