Chapter 631: Thrown into the Eighteen Levels of Hell

“The most terrifying thing is… the government has already approved it,” the secretary added, his face contorted with grief.
“The president has tacitly approved Fang Huan’s list. They only care about the overall market's survival, not who dies.
They will strictly adhere to the list Fang Huan provided and invest concurrently.”
“Then what am I supposed to do? Huh? Just sit here and wait to die? Let them slaughter me?!”
Smark’s eyes reddened, like a wild beast driven to the brink.
“This is my life’s work! My Mars project! The future of humanity! Does that Su guy want to destroy everything I have?!”
He was unwilling to accept it. He wanted to fight back, to tweet insults, to resist to the bitter end.
But reality delivered a resounding slap in the face.
"Chairman, the fact that we know this news means the banks know it too.
Just before I came in, Goldman Sachs, Morgan Stanley, Citigroup… they were calling us nonstop."
Smark froze, his voice hoarse as if he'd swallowed a handful of sand: "What did they say?"
The secretary lowered her head, avoiding her boss's eyes:
"They're demanding immediate payment. If the margin isn't replenished within the stipulated time, they will… force liquidation."
"…"
It's over.
It's all over.
The game is over.
This is the decisive blow.
All his paths are blocked.
Without Fang Huan's capital injection -> the stock price won't rise -> collateral depreciates -> banks pressure for repayment -> forced asset sales -> sales cause the stock price to continue plummeting…
This is the most terrifying death spiral in the financial world.
"What… what should I do?"
The once invincible Silicon Valley Iron Man now resembled a lost child.
"Chairman, our only option now is to sell all your subsidiaries.
Sell them off while they still have some value, along with the debts. Otherwise..."
"Who will buy them? Who in the world has the cash to buy them right now?"
"Probably... only Fanghuan Investment. After all, their actions are clearly aimed at you."
The final outcome is that if Smark doesn't want to go bankrupt and become destitute, he must sell everything.
And the only buyer on the market is Fanghuan.
"Damn it, why is he so determined to destroy me?! Haven't I cooperated with them all these years?!"
However, once he calms down a bit, he can figure out the answer.
Because he disobeyed.
Because he attempted to establish an "independent kingdom" on Mars, free from Earth's control and Fanghuan Capital's control!
On Su Hao's chessboard, you want to be a god beyond the three realms?
Then first, you'll be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell!
***
Fanghuan Investment Conference Room.
"Chairman Su, all the major economies in the world have signed final authorization agreements with us."
"Oh, that's quite efficient. These kinds of cross-border agreements used to take three to five years to negotiate, but this time it only took less than 24 hours."
"Yes, Chairman Su, these are extraordinary times.
Governments around the world are under a state of emergency; their efficiency is like it's on steroids.
Everyone understands that if the stock market isn't saved, we'll all be wiped out together."
So this time, the green light went all the way.
As the ancients said, "Where there's a will, there's a way."
Su Hao now had a completely new understanding of this saying.
His heartfelt outpouring in front of the camera, his deeply emotional speech for the sake of all human civilization, seemed to have a truly remarkable effect.
"The world's leaders were all moved by your heartfelt speech and immediately decided to fully cooperate with your great cause!"
"Yes, Chairman Su, if it weren't for your speech that day that turned the tide, the world's civilization would probably have collectively collapsed by now."
To be honest, before the live broadcast started, Su Hao himself had agonized hundreds of times over whether going all the way was the right thing to do.
Now it seemed that this move was incredibly successful.
Although he wasn't particularly eloquent and didn't understand camera presence, perhaps it was precisely this simplicity that highlighted his golden sincerity.
"So, how much capital do we have available right now?" Su Hao asked.
Liang Haiyuan took a deep breath and quoted the astronomical figure:
"A total of approximately 20 trillion RMB."
20 trillion.
This is a figure that would make even the world's richest man feel impoverished.
This is the total amount of funds scraped together by all the subsidiaries of Fanghuan Group.
"Some of the funds have legal flaws.
You know, funds that are repeatedly transferred between subsidiaries can easily be classified as embezzlement or a slush fund.
But this situation is special. The higher-ups have already given instructions to handle this as a special case and not pursue it further."
However, that's not all.
"Currently, the sovereign wealth fund has also urgently liquidated around ten trillion yuan, preparing to act alongside us.
So, in total, our available funds will be... thirty trillion!"
That's right, this operation isn't just Fang Huan Investment acting alone.
Upon hearing Fang Huan's plan, the top leadership of Xia Country didn't hesitate to offer their full support.
Thus, the national team's money will also enter the market along with Fang Huan's.
"Then, the next step is to set up the venue and equipment, right?"
"Yes. After all, managing thirty trillion yuan in a unified manner is unprecedented in human history.
Although our main battleground is the M-share market, to stabilize the global market, other countries' stock markets must also be monitored and injected simultaneously."
Thirty trillion yuan, simultaneously injected into the global market.
What a magnificent market rescue move!
The figure mentioned is 30 trillion, but once international institutions and speculative capital see Fang Huan, this titan, personally involved and choose to follow suit...
The amount of money instantly flooding the market would likely reach a terrifying number!
Using this power capable of altering planetary orbits, they would forcefully ignite the market, reviving the faltering global economy—that's their plan!
Of course, this is just theory.
The stock market is never a place for theory.
You never know what black swan event might occur next.
"So, to facilitate your command, we've prepared the venue.
Right here in our Fang Huan Building, do you remember the core trading hall we used before?"
"The equipment has been fully upgraded, and the traders are all top-tier talents, selected from the best. They are ready to execute your buy orders at any time."
The trading hall of Fanghuan Building?
Su Hao had indeed commanded several thrilling investment battles here.
The feeling was like reliving those days, leading a group of enthusiastic guild members to conquer world bosses.
Those memories were still vivid.