Chapter 362: What's the difference between this and a salted fish?

"Have all the positions in Europe been closed?"
"Yes, Chairman Su, the net cast in Europe has been completely pulled in."
Li Huilin reported,
"We manipulated the entire process with the utmost care, like embroidery, trying our best to avoid causing too much market volatility.
However, the market inevitably trembled a bit. Fortunately, it had risen so wildly before, so the EU probably thought it was just a technical correction and didn't take it too seriously."
"What was the final profit?" Su Hao asked.
"From the national team's funds, preliminary calculations show a total profit of two trillion!
Our own Fang Huan fund also made a profit of three hundred billion!"
"Holy crap!"
"Wait a minute! The sovereign wealth fund made two trillion? Doesn't that mean we've grown the total size of the national team's assets from three trillion to five trillion?!"
The entire conference room erupted in chaos, with shouts of "Holy crap!" echoing like bellows.
Back then, when the order came down to allocate a portion of the funds from the Pangu Project team of the China Strategic Investment Fund to Fang Huan Investment, there was no shortage of rumors.
"If those old guys heard about this rate of return, they'd probably sew their mouths shut and wouldn't dare utter a single word."
Someone exclaimed excitedly.
After all, this was a magical era created single-handedly by Fanghuan Investment, with the national team's funds reaching new heights.
"However... Chairman Su," Liang Haiyuan spoke up, breaking the frenzied atmosphere,
"The national team sent someone to say... they hope we can prioritize stability and engage in 'safe investments' in the future."
"Huh?" a young trader couldn't help but exclaim.
"Are you kidding me? Our returns are like rockets, they can't go this fast! What do they want?"
"That's called acrophobia, you know?" someone analyzed.
"There's too much money, it's too hot to handle.
Even though the returns are terrifying, they're afraid too. What if we make a mistake one day and lose a huge sum?
Those officials don't have hearts as big as ours."
"You know, I kind of understand them.
I've worked for Chairman Su for so long, and every time he throws in hundreds of billions without batting an eye, my heart feels like it's going to jump out of my chest!
If it were those officials, wouldn't they be scared out of their wits on the spot?"
Su Hao's thoughts also drifted for a moment.
He put himself in the national team's shoes. Imagine he was the head of the national team, handing over a huge sum of money to a company…
And then that company, in a flash, engaged in a massive short-selling operation worth trillions…
Following that, like a financial tank, it rampaged through the US market, turning Wall Street upside down, then headed to Europe to play the trillion-dollar short-term game…
What would that feel like?
“…”
Su Hao figured he'd probably have nightmares every night, dreaming that those trillions of dollars would vanish in an instant, leaving him chased and beaten by the furious people of the entire nation.
“Then… Chairman Su, what do we do? The national team promised to fully support us no matter what we do.”
“Yes, but Fang Huan's own funds are already quite substantial. Shouldn't we take a more cautious approach?”
After all, with funds at this level, liquidity becomes a major issue; it's difficult to act recklessly.
That's right, the larger the scale of capital, the smaller the steps.
This is an ironclad rule in the financial world.
Like a prehistoric behemoth trying to breakdance in a china shop—it's impossible.
Regulatory laws and limited liquidity in various markets are shackles on this behemoth.
You want to go on a buying spree, but there simply isn't enough to go around.
Moreover, with such a large scale, even a 1% profit is an astronomical sum;
but a 1% loss is enough to cause excruciating pain.
Therefore, financial giants ultimately converge on the same path—choosing to buy safe assets like government bonds for stability.
“But what’s the difference between that kind of life,” Su Hao smiled, a restless fire burning in his eyes, “and a life of leisure?”
“Uh…”
Everyone was speechless for a moment.
For Su Hao, if investing became this kind of routine, tedious work with numbers, he’d rather hand in his resignation right now and go home to play video games.
The reason he’s still struggling in this cutthroat world of capital isn’t for stability!
This stuff is a dopamine rush a billion times more exciting than getting a god-tier item in a top-tier game; it’s the ultimate thrill of walking a tightrope on the edge of a cliff, dancing with death!
Besides his unwavering loyalty to Huang Fengwen, the most important thing is that the unique, addictive thrill of this world has already seeped into his very bones.
‘However, right now the national team is our big client, and we still have to respect the client’s demands.
Anyway, there’s nothing big enough right now for us to bet everything on.’
Su Hao had already made up his mind.
Indeed, things were calm for the moment, and there wasn't a suitable battlefield for that huge sum of money.
"Then let's leave it at that," Su Hao decided.
"Don't touch the position in the US market for now. As for the rest of the money, as the national team suggested, find some safe places to deposit it."
He paused, a sharp glint in his eyes.
"But! The message must be conveyed to them.
Tell them we respect their opinion, but they shouldn't forget the original agreement:
As long as Fanghuan Investment believes the time is right, this money must be available to us at any time!"
"Yes! I will convey that message verbatim, not a word missed!"
Yes, big clients are king, but only if kings don't stand in his way of making money.
Given another good opportunity, he would not hesitate to dig out all those so-called "safe assets," turning them into the sharpest weapon, and once again shock the world!
“Chairman Su,” Li Huilin suddenly interjected, “did you take a look at that stock called ‘Game Station’?”
“Hmm? No.”
“Yesterday, it went up 15%. Those bastards on Wall Street must be utterly astonished.”
A stock that was being relentlessly shorted by all sorts of Wall Street pundits could actually rise?
However, Su Hao glanced at the data and thought it was just so-so.
The others joined in the discussion:
“It was falling like a dog before, a 15% rise is still like being stuck in the seventeenth and a half level of hell, what’s the big deal?”
"Indeed. A 15% increase won't cause any major problems, not even a proper 'short squeeze.'
But there are already voices in the industry saying that if it continues to rise like this, it could be dangerous."
"I think the current atmosphere is probably just a temporary rebound, a brief surge before it's quickly brought back to its original state."
Everyone believed this was just a short-lived technical bounce.
"Then... Mr. Su, what should we do?"
Upon hearing this, Su Hao subconsciously turned his gaze to the lone positive candlestick on the "Game Station" chart.