Chapter 350: Typical Symptoms of Late-Stage Gambling

Seeing everyone settled into training mode, Liang Haiyuan breathed a long sigh of relief.
“Are these people… really okay?” Liu Bo leaned closer and whispered.
“What’s wrong?”
“It seems… many of them are a bit slow and clumsy, clearly inexperienced in big situations.
With so many people and such a high-pressure environment, statistically speaking, someone is bound to make a mistake.”
“That’s why we need simulated training. Before the actual combat begins, we use an intensity far exceeding that of real combat to train them until it becomes muscle memory, minimizing the probability of errors.”
Liang Haiyuan said this, but he wasn’t entirely sure himself.
“However,” Liu Bo thought for a moment, then added, “maybe we don’t need to worry too much about this.”
“Oh? Why?”
“The list of all the employees selected this time… was personally chosen by Chairman Su.”
“What? So many people, he personally picked them one by one?” Liang Haiyuan was somewhat surprised.
“Yes. From Fanghuan Exchange to its various subsidiaries, he went through everyone's files and resumes, and then selected the people he needed.”
“Wow…” Liang Haiyuan couldn't help but gasp. That must have been an enormous workload.
He then asked curiously, “Did Chairman Su say what criteria he used to select them?”
“No. Nobody can guess.”
Indeed, Chairman Su's criteria for selecting talent had always been an “unsolved mystery” within Fanghuan Investment.
Because, looking at those he had personally promoted, not all of them were graduates of prestigious universities, nor did everyone possess extraordinary trading talent.
But based on past experience, Chairman Su always managed to put the most suitable people in the most suitable positions.
And today, he personally selected these hundreds of “soldiers” for this unprecedented battle.
What did this mean?
A flash of insight suddenly struck Liang Haiyuan's mind. He remembered what he had just said: “Abandon yourself.”
"Could it be that Chairman Su chose people this time who are all... people without 'self'?!"
***
Due to the time difference between Europe and China, the market there won't open until the afternoon here.
Therefore, most employees were notified that they could come to work in the afternoon.
Of course, Su Hao and his core team members, as usual, were already in place early in the morning, handling a massive amount of preliminary preparation work.
Su Hao stood at the highest point of the entire command center, overlooking the rows of trading seats below, ready to go.
"Everyone, you've worked hard." Su Hao said to Liang Haiyuan beside him, looking at the busy scene before him.
"Oh, Chairman Su, you're too kind!
With such high salaries, let alone overtime, even working 24/7, we wouldn't have a single complaint! Haha!"
Liang Haiyuan handed over the documents, his face beaming.
"Is all the data organized?"
"Yes, Chairman Su. From data classification to the fund allocation and team grouping as you instructed, everything is ready."
Su Hao took the list, his gaze sweeping over the densely packed group numbers.
This operation was like a massive, multi-front war, with the soldiers divided into dozens of independent combat teams.
He, Su Hao, was the commander-in-chief, sitting in the command center.
He only needed to press the corresponding group's button on the console, and his command would instantly be transmitted to that group's headset.
Once the command was issued, massive amounts of funds would rush out, either buying or selling.
Su Hao casually pressed a few buttons, testing the call.
"Hello, hello, please respond if you hear me."
"Received! Group A received!"
"Received! Group B received!"
Although the real battle hadn't even begun, an indescribable excitement, mixed with surging dopamine, was already rushing to his head!
This feeling...it's so damn familiar, so long-lost!
Isn't this the feeling of commanding hundreds of guild members in games back in the day, raiding epic world bosses?
Dividing the team into countless squads, under the unified command of the overall commander, assigning tasks, focusing fire on targets, and working together to take down an invincible force!
Except this one, this one is on a grander scale than any game!
That's a genuine three trillion!
The opponent, however, is the entire European capital market!
“But, Chairman Su,” Liang Haiyuan finally couldn’t help but ask, “Is our approach… really safe?”
“Hmm?”
“The EU has no idea we’re using trillions of dollars for ultra-short-term trading.
What if our actions cause severe market volatility? Would the EU…”
Su Hao understood; such concerns were natural and perfectly logical.
But strangely, the more he heard these rational worries, the calmer he felt, even… a strange sense of reassurance.
It was as if the script of fate had already been written, and he only needed to read it.
“Don’t worry,” he patted Liang Haiyuan’s shoulder, “It will succeed.”
“Now that you say that, I feel much more at ease. I’ll go get the brothers to make the final preparations!”
“Go ahead.”
Watching Liang Haiyuan’s departing figure, a strange thought suddenly popped into Su Hao’s head.
“I vaguely remember someone saying that the typical gambler's mindset is to firmly believe you ‘will definitely win’ and then bet your entire fortune.”
He stroked his chin, a playful look in his eyes.
“But now, facing enormous risks, instead of being worried, my dopamine levels are soaring, I'm practically floating on air…
This, damn it, seems like the typical symptoms of a late-stage gambler.”
***
Meanwhile, in London, at the headquarters of ENIC.
This investment company, with its strong roots in the UK, was currently shrouded in gloom.
Of course, since the company went completely privatized and adopted a family-run business model, its opaque financial structure and management style had been criticized.
But thanks to years of accumulation and stable operations, it had managed to remain relatively unscathed.
Especially their 85% ownership of Tottenham Hotspur, which brought surprisingly stable commercial returns.
This team hadn't won a league title since 1961, and their last cup victory dates back to 2008.
Even so, it continues to generate revenue.
Its long history and rich heritage, coupled with a large and devoted fan base in North London, ensure its consistently strong commercial value.
However, they never dreamed that a global pandemic would completely cripple football, the world's most popular sport.
"What the hell is going on?! We're under attack!"
Only today did Joe Louis, the chairman of ENIC, realize with horror that everything that had happened before was just the beginning!