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He Yuzhu noticed her gaze, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile. This smile was like a twinkling yet unpredictable meteor in the night sky, hiding a mind that was difficult for others to see through.

He was not in a hurry, his throat moving slightly, and his steady voice, with a bit of innate confidence, came out slowly:

"Of course this is to keep prices down."

After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his deep eyes were now fixed on the trading blackboard. The data on the blackboard was like fireflies on a summer night, constantly flickering and jumping.

In his eyes, these are not simple numbers, but key pieces that make up a grand chess game.

He just stared there quietly like a statue, his brows occasionally furrowed, his mind like a high-speed precision instrument, as if plotting a big game that would determine the final success or failure.

He keenly noticed every subtle change on the blackboard, and was quickly calculating in his mind how to make each subsequent move accurately.

With his keen insight and a series of carefully planned capital operations, He Yuzhu successfully acquired 5% of the company's shares.

Behind this is his countless days and nights of accurate judgment of market trends and in-depth analysis of the company's financial reports, which enabled him to find the right opportunity, act decisively, and complete this crucial first step.

Just now, the trading hall was bustling with people, like a noisy battlefield, with market figures flashing and jumping like beating war drums, urging every participant.

He Yuzhu was wearing a neat suit, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, staring at the blackboard, not missing any subtle changes.

At that critical moment, he acted decisively, his fingers flying across the paper as he purchased more than 5000 shares in one fell swoop through on-site trading.

Every time he issued an order, he poured in his accurate judgment of the situation.

However, even after these two rounds of operations, He Yuzhu did not relax at all.

He sat in front of the blackboard, carefully calculating the chips in his hand. The total share capital he currently controlled had just exceeded the 10% threshold.

His goal is by no means a small-scale increase in equity holdings, but a capital hunt that he is determined to win.

He wants to grab enough shares to have absolute say in the company's shareholders' meeting, and then deeply intervene in the company's decision-making process, influence the company's strategic direction, and even eventually take the entire company into his pocket to achieve absolute control at the capital level.

At this moment, he looked at the stock price jumping on the blackboard, and knew in his heart that there was obviously still a long and difficult road to go before reaching this grand goal.

Therefore, He Yuzhu thought to himself that he must use some means to lower the stock price.

He knew very well that only by making the stock price look shaky would other small shareholders realize that the stock price might continue to fall in the future.

In this way, the balance in the hearts of small shareholders who were originally sitting on the Diaoyutai and had no intention of selling their shares will be unbalanced.

They will worry that the value of the stocks they hold will continue to shrink and fear that their losses will further increase.

Imagine that the wealth you have worked so hard to accumulate is like sand in an hourglass, constantly slipping away, and the fear and anxiety will follow you like a shadow.

Driven by this emotion, he eventually had to take the stocks in his hands to the market for trading, and this was exactly what He Yuzhu expected.

He Yuzhu has been working in this complex and ever-changing financial field for many years and has a clear insight into the weaknesses of human nature.

He knew very well that in the vortex of intertwined interests, people would instinctively weigh the pros and cons in an instant and make the choice they thought was most beneficial to themselves.

And he, like a military strategist proficient in strategy, or a top chess player who is good at planning and strategizing, accurately utilizes this characteristic of human nature and begins to make careful plans.

Every move he made was steady and profound, aiming to make the entire situation develop slowly in the direction he expected, as if being guided by an invisible hand.

Sure enough, when the stock price of Yu Ren Watercraft Company plummeted to 3.05 yuan without warning, like a high dive, the market was instantly filled with tension and panic.

In the midst of this chaos, the second buyer, like a ghost lurking in the dark night for a long time, took advantage of everyone's panic and quietly appeared in the intricate shadows of the trading market.

At this moment, the numbers on the trading blackboard were like lively notes given life, jumping wildly in the tense atmosphere, as if playing an intense and suspenseful piece of music.

In this seemingly ordinary yet turbulent trading dynamic, the 1000 shares for sale were like treasures waiting to be sold. But before anyone could think about it carefully, 800 shares were bought by this mysterious buyer in an instant.

Although the trading volume of 800 shares is but a drop in the ocean in the vast financial market, it is so insignificant that it can be almost ignored.

Chapter 704 Mass Selling

However, the financial market is a delicate system where one small move can affect the entire system. This seemingly insignificant trading action is like throwing a small stone into a calm lake, quietly causing ripples and invisibly touching the extremely sensitive nerve of the market.

However, in this chaotic and busy moment, most investors are either overwhelmed by the plummeting stock prices or immersed in the repeated weighing and judgment of their own trading strategies. They have no time to take care of this fleeting detail, let alone pay any attention to it.

Who would have thought that this calm was just a brief illusion before the storm.

What appeared to be a calm stock market was actually brewing beneath the surface, with everyone engrossed in the slow, steady climb. Not long after, at a price of 3.02 yuan, it was as if an invisible hand from the depths of darkness had suddenly and unexpectedly dumped a sell order for 2000 shares.

This move was like a long-awaited blockbuster bomb, carrying huge energy and accurately dropped into the seemingly calm and mirror-like trading lake.

In an instant, the calm was completely broken, and the waves surged high, rolling around in layers.

The trading market, which had been operating in an orderly and methodical manner, was like a precision instrument being violently stirred by a giant hand. The parts were instantly dislocated, and the market fell into chaos, and was instantly stirred into turbulent waves.

The investors' originally relaxed or confident expressions froze in an instant, as if they were suddenly awakened by a thunderclap. They all opened their eyes wide, their eyeballs almost glued to the blackboard. The flashing, jumping and constantly changing numbers on the blackboard were like the indicator lights of their destiny, and every flash tugged at their heartstrings.

Their fingers subconsciously hovered above the paper, trembling slightly, their joints turning white from the exertion, like soldiers about to rush to the battlefield, on the line between life and death, their nerves tense, always on standby, ready to make the most critical and fortune-threatening response at the critical moment according to the ever-changing market, this elusive behemoth.

Soon after, people in the crowd could no longer suppress their inner impulse and began to place orders to buy these stocks.

Some people's eyes flickered with greed as they eagerly entered instructions on the trading terminal, as if they were afraid of missing out on this fleeting opportunity to get rich quick.

Others were muttering to themselves while trembling as they clicked the confirmation button, with beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads.

However, the reality before them was extremely cruel. The sell orders in the market surged like a tide, and the number was so huge that it was beyond the imagination of everyone present.

The sell order data is like a dense swarm of ants, constantly scrolling and refreshing on the trading blackboard, with no end in sight.

Every time a new buy order was issued, it fell on deaf ears and was instantly swallowed up by the endless sell orders.

The speed of selling is like a wild horse running away from its reins, galloping at lightning speed, the sound of its hooves constantly echoing in people's hearts, leaving the rhythm of buying far behind.

As the number of shares sold climbed steadily, exceeding 1200, Sanyuan's previously held psychological price level ultimately failed to withstand the fierce selling pressure and was ruthlessly breached.

In an instant, the trading hall seemed to be hit by a blockbuster bomb, and exclamations rose one after another, echoing throughout the space.

People opened their eyes wide, their faces filled with shock and anxiety, as if they were witnessing an irreversible disaster unfolding before their eyes.

Some people subconsciously covered their mouths and let out suppressed cries; some stood there in a daze, with the transaction documents in their hands slipping quietly; and some looked around panically, as if looking for answers that could explain all this.

At this moment, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded without warning. The atmosphere in the trading hall was already tense, like a fully drawn bowstring. Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the trading board.

On the blackboard, the price numbers jumped rapidly like a carousel. Suddenly, someone, with a do-or-die determination, placed a sell order for 5000 shares at a price of 2.99 yuan.

This figure was like a bombshell dropped from the sky, instantly causing a huge storm among the already uneasy investor group.

It should be noted that the total share capital of Yu Ren Watercraft Company is only 50 shares. These 5000 shares, when calculated precisely, are exactly 1% of the company's total share capital.

In this small-scale stock trading, this is undoubtedly an extremely large number.

Such a massive sell-off is like a towering and heavy mountain, weighing on the hearts of many investors, making it hard for them to breathe and bringing them unbearable psychological pressure.

In an instant, the psychological defenses that many people had long held onto collapsed under the onslaught of sell orders. Those small shareholders who had been hesitant and holding onto a glimmer of hope were now completely panicked.

Some of them opened their eyes wide, their eyes full of anxiety and fear, staring at the blackboard, as if they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes; some of them fidgeted, kept changing their posture in their seats, and rubbed their hands subconsciously.

In their minds, various thoughts flashed rapidly like the tide, and they weighed them repeatedly. For a moment, the hall was filled with whispers.

"With such a large sell order, the stock price is bound to fall. Should we sell it quickly?"

"Wait a little longer, maybe it's just a feint."

But as time went by, the sell orders remained hanging there, and the panic became more and more intense. People began to seriously consider whether to decisively sell the stocks they held in order to avoid suffering even heavier losses in this volatile and turbulent transaction.

At the same time, the radio station of the Xiangjiang Club quickly adjusted its broadcasting strategy, decisively stopped reporting information on fluctuations in other stocks, and focused all resources on the abnormal fluctuations of the Renshui Boat Company.

He Yuzhu, the key figure behind the operation, sat comfortably in his office, with the radio beside him continuously broadcasting the latest news.

On the radio, the commentator could hardly conceal his excitement, his voice trembling slightly: "Dear listeners, please pay attention! At this moment, the stock price of Yuren Watercraft Company has experienced unprecedented drastic fluctuations.

In just a few minutes, the market saw alternating rises and falls, like a roller coaster ride. This unusual situation has captured the attention of the entire stock market, with trading volume soaring and buyers and sellers engaged in a fierce battle. Every price fluctuation grips investors.

That voice, brimming with emotion, carried across the airwaves to every corner of the city, making everyone who heard it feel their heartbeats race. It felt as if they could personally experience the volatile market, a wave of dread filling their hearts. At that moment, the exchange was in chaos.

Chapter 705 Waiting for opportunity

The commentator stood in front of the broadcasting desk, his face flushed. He waved the sweat-soaked manuscript in his hand with an almost uncontrollable excitement, and reported the news of the precipitous drop in Yu Ren Company's stock price in an extremely exaggerated way.

His voice was sharp and trembling, echoing across the airwaves, each syllable carrying with it the fear of the end of the world:

"Listeners, breaking news! Yu Ren Company's stock price has plummeted like a burst dam, with a drop exceeding 50%! In the trading hall, investors are stunned; some have collapsed to the ground, while others are frantically selling their shares. This volatile decline could very well trigger a chain reaction in the market, severely testing the stability of the entire financial market!"

This voice was like a thunderclap, instantly striking the heart of every listener and sending chills down the spines of everyone who heard it, as if they had really witnessed the end of the world, and fear overwhelmed them like a tide.

The clock ticked silently, the minutes ticking by. The exchange was buzzing with activity. He Yuzhu sat quietly in the observation area, his back as straight as a javelin, radiating his calm demeanor.

His gaze, drawn as if by a powerful magnet, never strayed from the massive blackboard before him, the hub of the market. Traders, like nimble dancers, their chalk like nimble brushes, swiftly scrawled a flurry of ever-shifting trading data across the board.

Every record of buying and selling is like a key note in playing the market's passionate music, telling the story of capital through ups and downs.

He Yuzhu's eyes were focused and calm, like an experienced hunter who had been lurking in the jungle for a long time. He was concentrating and not missing any slight movement around him.

Sometimes he frowned slightly, as if he was pondering the deeper meaning behind the numbers; sometimes he nodded slightly, as if he had caught the clues of market trends.

Every number on the blackboard is of great significance to him. These seemingly simply arranged numbers are actually like the beating pulse of the market. Every weak beat may be like the flapping of butterfly wings in the Amazon rainforest, triggering an unpredictable butterfly effect, which is enough to affect the direction of the entire market and set off huge waves in the financial field.

A minute passed in a flash, and with the sound of a crisp gong, the traders hurried to the blackboard like well-trained soldiers receiving urgent orders.

Holding chalk in their hands, they wrote dense sell order information on the blackboard with quick and skillful movements. The rustling sound made by the friction between the chalk and the blackboard seemed like a unique melody played by the capital market.

He Yuzhu looked closely and saw that at the price of 2.98 yuan, there were already 1000 sell orders neatly arranged. The numbers were drawn very clearly on the blackboard with chalk. The white chalk words seemed to exude a cold aura against the slightly dark background of the blackboard, revealing an undeniable coldness.

Above 2.98 yuan, at the price of 2.99 yuan, there were sell orders for as many as 5000 shares. These numbers stood out conspicuously under the dim lights of the exchange, like ferocious beasts baring their fangs and opening their bloody mouths, ruthlessly proclaiming to everyone the cruel, dog-eat-dog nature of the capital market.

This means that if shareholders want to quickly liquidate their shares, they have no choice but to sell them at a price below 2.98 yuan. Otherwise, the mountain of sell orders will be like an insurmountable wall, preventing them from realizing their cash.

The atmosphere in the trading hall was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, poised to snap at the slightest mistake. Every investor stared intently at the constantly ticking numbers on the blackboard. The flickering figures were like a beacon of their fate, tugging at every nerve.