Chapter 624: The Most Delicious Roasted Pig

Smarck's secretary continued:
"Forget about paying off the bank debt, we can't even scrape together the margin call money.
Unless... you sell Starlink, SpaceT... all your other subsidiaries right now..."
Sell them?
But at this critical juncture, who would buy them?
Everyone's frantically cashing out; they're all barely hanging on.
Sell to whom?
Sell to ghosts?
"So... I'm bankrupt?"
Smarck felt an unprecedented weakness and absurdity; he didn't even have the strength to stand up from his chair.
Damn it!
His journey was to the stars!
His life's script was to lead humanity to colonize Mars, terraform, and usher in a new era for humanity!
He dreamed of building his own new empire on Mars...
But he never imagined that before he even left the starting zone, he'd be gored to death by a wild boar on the roadside?
"Where...where did things go wrong?"
Everything was going according to his script.
To build the Martian underground city, he acquired the tunneling company;
To terraform the Martian environment, he developed engineering robots;
His rocket program was progressing incredibly smoothly.
But all of this ended in bankruptcy?!
Damn it, I haven't even touched Martian soil yet!
Before even embarking on my journey, I'm already dead!
"Chairman, however...there's a rumor," the secretary said cautiously,
"Rumors are circulating that Fanghuan Investment...is preparing to intervene and save the market. No, to save the global financial market!"
"What?!" Smark sat bolt upright.
Fanghuan Investment?
The culprits who stirred up the world?
The arsonists who orchestrated this apocalyptic tragedy?!
Aren't these the bastards who turned the world into this mess?!
Now, these arsonists are actually trying to transform themselves into hypocritical saviors of the suffering?
This is fucking ridiculous…
“Wait!”
A chilling thought suddenly flashed into Smark’s mind, making his hair stand on end.
He finally understood.
“So that’s it… this is Fang Huan Investment’s true purpose!”
How to acquire all the world’s best assets in the fastest and cheapest way?
The answer is simple.
Destroy the world’s financial markets!
First, create a global economic collapse, plunging all companies into bankruptcy, making their market value cheaper than cabbage, turning all great companies into lambs to the slaughter!
Then, that one ruthless butcher with massive amounts of cash can descend in the name of savior, slowly walking into this blood-soaked market!
These former giants, along with their hard work and future, were calmly and cheaply reaped!
“Chairman, you mean… Fanghuan Investment… they deliberately created so many disasters to devour the world…”
“What else?! What else could it be! Are they saviors?!”
Smark’s voice was hoarse and desperate,
“They didn’t come to save the world at all… they came to… reap!”
From East Asia, to North Korea, and then to the Empire…
This series of earth-shattering geopolitical storms, all of it, was merely a prelude to this final feast!
To trample all the world's companies under their feet!
They weren't firefighters putting out a fire; they were arsonists!
They secretly started the fire, only to roast the suckling pig!
And he, Smark, and his Martian Empire dream…
were the biggest, most fragrant piglet to be roasted!
Smark's heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
His life's work, building a business empire, was clearly on their harvest list.
The most terrifying thing was that he knew their plan, knew he was walking step by step into a meticulously designed slaughterhouse, yet…
he didn't even have the right to struggle!
***
In the past, going to have barbecue with Huang Fengwen was a relaxing and enjoyable experience for Su Hao.
After all, if it weren't for that discerning mentor who spotted his talent and pulled him out of the crowd...
Su Hao would probably still be a high-level corporate slave in some backwater, with no chance of ascending to the throne and playing a real-life version of *Civilization* with massive capital.
Therefore, Su Hao is always grateful.
Although Huang Fengwen is the undisputed chairman of the Fanghuan Group, in Su Hao's heart...
he's more like an older brother he can share barbecue and drinks with, who'll also help him solve any huge problem—very approachable.
“…”
But today, on the way to see Huang Fengwen, he felt like he was heading to his execution.
Each step was heavy, as if filled with lead.
Because the proposal he was about to make had already exceeded the realm of "crazy."
Yes, what he was about to propose was a gamble that would cost the entire group its life!
If things went wrong, they would all be joining hands and heading to the rooftop!
Such a despicable suggestion, under normal circumstances, would probably have been treated as industrial espionage and handed over to the police.
But in the current situation, if Fanghuan Investment didn't intervene, it wouldn't just be the company that would be affected; the entire world would be doomed!
"You mean... we, Fanghuan, should come up with a 'market rescue plan'?"
Huang Fengwen's skewer of grilled meat froze in mid-air, his face filled with surprise and confusion.
"That's right. Brother Huang." Su Hao's eyes were firm.
"Although it sounds like a fantasy, a private company going to save the world's market...
But in essence, this is a massive bottom-fishing operation.
We need to use a massive amount of money, enough to leave everyone speechless, to forcefully pull back the K-line that has already plummeted off a cliff!"
At this moment, the financial market had already transformed into a sea of ​​blood and carnage, shrouded in endless panic and despair.
Stock prices were falling like waterfalls, and margin calls were everywhere.
Even the most prestigious financial institutions were completely thrown into disarray, utterly at a loss for what to do.
Normally, if a client's margin was insufficient, a simple phone call or text message would leisurely remind them:
"Boss, it's time to renew your account."
But what time is it now?
It's apocalyptic mode!
Who the hell has the money to renew your subscription? They're practically bankrupt!
Thus, a closed loop forms:
Clients can't add funds, are forced to liquidate their positions, stocks are dumped, stock prices plummet further, triggering even more margin calls…
A perfect death spiral.
Ultimately, even the financial institutions themselves are buried alive in this avalanche.
"But can we, on our own, hold this bear back from its madness?"
"Of course not," Su Hao said decisively.
"So, we not only have to go ourselves, but we also have to get all the governments and financial institutions in the world on our bandwagon!"
"So, we have to be the first fool to jump into the fire? Use astronomical sums of money to ignite that first flame?"
"That's right! We're going to be that 'lone hero'!" Su Hao's eyes burned with fierce determination.
"We'll use our 'money power' to tell the world:
If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up!
Don't fucking be afraid, follow me!"