Chapter 64: I feel restless if I don't go all in for a day

Huang Fengwen waved his hand, issuing a firm order.
"Get him a private driver too!
Whatever his needs, whatever they may be, as long as the company can handle it, give it the green light and fulfill them to the best of our ability!
I'm going to the Middle East for business in the next few days, so I'm leaving things at home in your hands.
Make sure Su Hao is taken good care of, without the slightest mishap!"
"Understood! Mission accomplished!"
When outsiders talk about Fanghuan Investment, the general consensus is:
The lower limit is quite stable, but unfortunately, the upper limit is capped, leaving little room for imagination and preventing it from making any significant impact.
However, Huang Fengwen had a strong premonition:
That "upper limit," which has always been like a ceiling weighing down on Fanghuan Investment...
is now stirring, seemingly about to be forcefully pushed open by a ruthless and domineering force, breaking through the clouds and piercing the heavens!
At the heart of it all, at the very center of this vortex of events, lies the seemingly unconventional young man—Su Hao!
“Wait a minute, Chairman Huang!” Lin Fan suddenly slapped his thigh, as if waking from a dream.
“I just remembered, isn’t payday coming up soon?
Director Su’s salary and commission this time are probably astronomical, aren’t they?
When they take that from the books, your 5 billion yuan empire will probably shrink again.
Do you think we’ll have to scrape some more money from somewhere else?”
“Damn it! I forgot about that!”
Huang Fengwen slapped his forehead, his expression instantly freezing, his face turning green.
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On the other side, Su Hao was also pondering the staffing of his new department, feeling like he was fighting an extremely difficult team dungeon.
In the massively multiplayer online game he was obsessed with, the world’s top guilds were incredibly competitive in their quest for the “world’s first kill” of a new dungeon.
Some even rent out an entire internet cafe, gathering dozens of elite players to stream their raids day and night – it's utterly insane.
These top guilds and ordinary random groups all have one thing in common – they recruit!
And the more the merrier; they always recruit far more than they actually need.
They practically have every substitute available!
Why?
High-difficulty dungeons can take days to complete, and coordinating schedules and arranging raids is a massive undertaking for the raid leader.
There are always a few unreliable players who will drop the ball, canceling as naturally as breathing.
"My mom's calling me home for dinner," "The internet cable got chewed up by a rat"—all sorts of bizarre excuses abound.
That's when substitute players, the so-called "bench heroes," become crucial, filling in the gaps.
But what if even the substitutes cancel?
For example, what if a substitute player is halfway through a game, yells, "My wife gave birth!"
and then just disconnects and runs away?
To deal with these kinds of frustrating emergencies, the ruthless team leaders even prepare "substitutes' substitutes"!
It's practically a Russian nesting doll.
"Shouldn't our department... hire a few more people as backup, just in case?" Su Hao muttered to himself, stroking his chin.
The new department is about to be officially established.
The office has been renovated to look like a five-star hotel.
All sorts of high-tech equipment were installed, ready to unleash a storm on the global capital markets at his command!
From foreign exchange to derivatives markets, this department could get involved in any investment field on Earth.
It could be said that this was the first super department in the entire Fanghuan Investment Company's history to operate "around the clock, across all sectors, and at all times"!
Logically, hiring more people would seem to increase the team's margin for error.
But Su Hao had a vague feeling...
The current number of people was just right, not too many, not too few, possessing a strange sense of balance.
At least, that's what his almost prophetic intuition told him.
And his intuition was always more accurate than the weather forecast.
So, he began to ponder:
How to break down and optimize his twenty-odd people, allocating them rationally to maximize their fighting power.
"Mr. Su~! I've brought you some snacks!" A voice interrupted his thoughts.
It was Li Huilin.
"Thanks, Sister Huilin. By the way, has everyone been bored lately? How's the atmosphere in the department?"
Su Hao asked casually.
"Ugh! Who doesn't like slacking off at the company? Getting paid without doing any work, it's wonderful!
This kind of idyllic life is hard to find even with a lantern, okay?
Besides, the market's been stagnant lately, with pitifully little fluctuation.
Didn't you say a few days ago that everyone should take a few days off to recharge?"
The entire market is currently gripped by a strong wait-and-see attitude, as if suffering from "panic disorder." Trading volume is sluggish, and volatility is absurdly low.
So, Su Hao generously allowed the entire team to relax, a privilege unique to his department, much to the envy of others.
"And, Mr. Su, have you forgotten? Today is a big day!"
"Ah...payday?" Su Hao suddenly realized, no wonder it was so lively outside today.
"Yes!" Li Huilin snapped her fingers, beaming.
"That's right! Today is the lifeline, the lifeblood for us poor working people—payday!
So, everyone's like they've been injected with adrenaline, everyone's excited, glowing, practically dancing in the office!"
Speaking of which, the company's recent withdrawal of funds from their team's account was also related to this.
After all, everyone had to receive that astronomical bonus based on their respective rates of return and contributions, right?
"Mr. Su, aren't you happy? Judging from your expression, you don't seem interested in the money."
Li Huilin noticed Su Hao's calm expression, unlike the others who were so excited, and couldn't help but feel curious.
"Happy, of course I'm happy."
Su Hao grinned. Who wouldn't be happy about money?
Getting paid, who wouldn't be happy?
This is the ultimate motivation that sustains countless office workers, burning their lives and sweating profusely in their cubicles!
However, compared to the long string of zeros that would soon appear in his bank account, Su Hao was actually looking forward to something else.
'Damn it, when can we finally get down to business?!'
He felt an itch in his heart, like hundreds of ants crawling on him.
He wondered if he had already completely become a slave to dopamine?
He felt restless and hopelessly addicted if he didn't go all in for a day.
He knew exactly what his performance bonus would be this month—a staggering sum that could knock someone out, enough to make countless people green with envy!
Logically, he should be eagerly awaiting the bank's SMS notification, counting the zeros in his paycheck, and laughing himself silly.
But instead, he was more eager to get his new department up and running, leading his eager, hungry underlings!
He wanted to plunge headlong into the turbulent market, dominate, and unleash a bloodbath!
'Brother Huang said the new department would be given 5 billion yuan to manage from the start!'
Just thinking about that number made Su Hao feel his adrenaline surge, his blood boil, and his fingers tremble with excitement!
This amount of money, if recklessly traded in the domestic stock market, would absolutely land him in a regulatory siege within minutes.
But in the broader, more exciting, and larger international markets, it's a world of boundless possibilities!
The core tactics of their new department aren't the laid-back approach of studying company fundamentals and engaging in ten-year long-term value investing.
They pursue the kind of ultra-short-term, thrilling battles that send dopamine levels soaring and heart rates skyrocketing!
It's the extreme maneuvering of dancing on a knife's edge and snatching chestnuts from a fire!
Therefore, he's now impatiently waiting for the day he can personally handle that huge sum of money!