Chapter 632: Drifting in the Stream

Su Hao frowned involuntarily as he looked at the floor plan Liang Haiyuan handed him.
Although the scale of the investment was large, it was ultimately just a matter of "buying, buying, buying" according to a list—a so-called "foolproof operation." Logically, it shouldn't require a complicated setup…
Suddenly, a jolt of electricity shot through his cerebral cortex, and an intuition from the depths of his soul told him:
It wasn't enough. This stage was too small.
It couldn't contain his ambition, nor could it contain the impending storm.
He picked up the pen on the table and, as if drawn by some mysterious force, began to draw boldly and sweepingly in the blank space beside the drawing.
"Su…Chairman Su?" Liang Haiyuan stared in disbelief at Su Hao's fluid movements.
Su Hao's brush moved like dragons and snakes; in an instant, a magnificent layout plan, three times larger and ten times more complex than the original, appeared on the paper.
"Chairman Su, this...this is..."
"This," Su Hao pointed to his newly drawn diagram, "Use this plan."
"This...this is at least several times larger!" Liang Haiyuan's eyes widened.
"To fill this space, we'd need to bring in hundreds more traders! And just the equipment setup alone would take..."
"Can it be done?" Su Hao interrupted him, his voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable air of authority.
"Yes! Of course! Just give the order, and we'll demolish the Fanghuan Building!" Liang Haiyuan reflexively stood at attention and answered.
"Then get on with it. The sooner the better."
Su Hao looked at the enormous layout diagram. Although reason told him it was a bit extravagant, every cell in his body was screaming:
This must be done!
There must be some earth-shattering opportunity hidden behind this!
***
The next day, at the new trading hall of Fanghuan Building
"Wow...are these people in the group on stimulants? This efficiency is simply unbelievable!"
Li Huilin stared, speechless, at the enormous trading hall before her, which resembled a scene from a science fiction movie.
After receiving Su Hao's floor plan, which looked like a "heavenly book," Fanghuan Group displayed an astonishing level of execution.
Because the original space wasn't enough, the group simply vacated half a floor.
Overnight, countless servers, multi-screen monitors, and fiber optic cables were laid out like a spider web.
The group's employees were like fanatical believers building a shrine; in just one day, they perfectly replicated the massive maze drawn by Su Hao in a new location.
“Nonsense, this is a direct order from Chairman Su himself,” said an IT employee while adjusting multiple monitors.
“In this company, Chairman Su’s words are law, divine decree! Anyone who dares to be a second slow is fired.”
“But… why all this fuss?” a young trader asked, still somewhat confused.
“Isn’t our task simple? Just blindly buy from the lists approved by various governments.”
It’s like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito, or a dragon-slaying sword to cut tofu.
Thirty trillion yuan poured in—it’s such a simple and brutal “overwhelming force”; you could buy with your eyes closed and still drive up the market.
You could say it requires absolutely no technical skill, just fast hands.
It could even be automated with algorithmic trading.
Why did Su Hao insist on using this "super trading hall," three times larger than before, and mobilizing so many elite traders?
It doesn't make logical sense.
"It seems you're all still too young."
At this moment, Liang Haiyuan, whom Su Hao considered a confidant, walked over, holding a cup of espresso, his face bearing a world-weary air.
"Mr. Liang, do you know the inside story?"
Liang Haiyuan glanced at his bewildered subordinates and gently shook his head:
"Although people have come and gone over the years, we still have quite a few veterans in our department, right?
Having followed Chairman Su for so long, haven't you figured out his temperament yet?"
"Huh?"
"Think carefully, what happened every time Chairman Su gathered this large group of us and created such a grand scene?"
Liang Haiyuan's words were like a key, instantly unlocking the doors to everyone's memories.
A veteran employee suddenly shuddered:
"I...I remember! It was a nightmare!
Every time something like that happened, Chairman Su would lead us with huge sums of money to...to do ultra-short-term trading!
Then they'd wipe out the entire financial market!
The feeling of my heart pounding, just thinking about it makes my legs go weak!"
"Yes, yes, yes! That feeling of dancing on a knife's edge, I still wake up terrified from my nightmares!"
The expressions on everyone's faces began to change.
They had initially thought this was an easy "money-spraying bailout," but the atmosphere was increasingly resembling the eve of a bloody massacre.
"President Liang, you mean..." someone swallowed hard, afraid to voice their suspicion.
Liang Haiyuan nodded, his gaze sharp as a knife:
"You all think Chairman Su gathered 30 trillion yuan just to be a good boy, obediently providing support to the market, and engaging in some kind of long-term holding? Don't be naive."
Liang Haiyuan sneered, his voice low but deafening, like a thunderclap in everyone's ears:
"Such a large venue, so many people, so much high-end equipment…
Chairman Su is… using this as a trap to annihilate the world!"
Boom!
Everyone's heads buzzed, their faces filled with terror and shock.
An utterly absurd and terrifying conjecture rose in their minds.
"Wait! Mr. Liang! You mean…"
A crazed smile, identical to Su Hao's, appeared on Liang Haiyuan's lips:
"That's right, Chairman Su plans to use this 30 trillion yuan… to play with ultra-short-term, high-frequency trading!"
The entire room fell into a deathly silence.
Then came gasps of shock.
"Holy crap, holy crap, are you... insane?!"
"Using 30 trillion... for ultra-short-term high-frequency trading?!"
This is outrageous!
It's like taking a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier and drifting it in a ditch!
Everyone felt their scalp tingle.
This isn't saving the market.
This is clearly playing with the Earth like a marble!
***
Fanghuan Group Conference Room.
The air was so heavy it felt like you could wring water out of it.
"Chairman, the new trading hall and all the seats have been fully set up."
Huang Fengwen sat at the head of the table, his gaze sharp, and asked in a deep voice:
"Are you sure it was arranged strictly according to Su Hao's instructions?"
"Of course!" The reporting executive replied solemnly.
"We executed Chairman Su's instructions verbatim, without any additions or subtractions!
We didn't dare change a single punctuation mark, let alone modify them!"
That's right.
This is precisely the secret to Fanghuan Investment's success in carving a bloody path through the carnage of the financial battlefield and ultimately reaching the pinnacle.
If anyone were to ask Fanghuan why it could be so invincible in this chaotic world of capital,
Huang Fengwen would light a cigar, exhale a deep smoke ring, and answer with a world-weary tone:
Because we decisively discarded our brains.
Here, self-awareness is a superfluous burden; Su Hao's brain is all that's needed.