Hong Kong variety show: Hung Hing, are you contributing to society?

"Tonight?" Lin Yaodong smiled slightly, leaning back on the sofa in a relaxed posture. "Sure, I also have some details about the follow-up operations that I'd like to discuss in detail with Manager Wang."

Upon hearing the words "in-depth exchange," Wang Xia's cheeks flushed, making her even more radiant.

Meanwhile, Xiao Fu, who was standing to the side, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the astonishing profit figure in his account after the market closed. He looked at Lin Yaodong with eyes full of admiration.

Fang Zhanbo stared in disbelief at the computer screen, repeatedly checking the numbers, muttering to himself, "How is this possible... the boss... he was hiding his true abilities all along!"

That evening, at the Peninsula Hotel's Western restaurant.

Soft lighting, melodious piano music, and exquisite French cuisine.

Lin Yaodong and Wang Xia sat facing each other.

After a few glasses of red wine, Wang Xia's cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, and her eyes became hazy.

She stopped talking about stocks and steered the conversation toward her personal life and emotions, her words filled with admiration and curiosity for Lin Yaodong.

"Mr. Lin, I don't know why, but I feel especially safe with you." Wang Xia reached out and gently placed her hand on the back of Lin Yaodong's hand, which was resting on the table, her fingertips lightly brushing against his skin.

Lin Yaodong took her hand in return, gently scratched her palm with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "Manager Wang, you flatter me. I'm just an ordinary businessman."

"Still calling me Manager Wang? Just call me Xia." She gave Lin Yaodong a coquettish glare, leaning forward slightly, her figure barely concealed by her low-cut dress. "I think I've had a bit too much to drink, I'm a little dizzy, could you... find me a place to rest for a bit?"

In the world of fame and fortune for adults, people often speak indirectly.

Lin Yaodong understood immediately and waved to pay the bill.

He naturally put his arm around Wang Xia's soft waist and led her away from the restaurant.

Upon entering the luxurious suite on the hotel's top floor, Wang Xia immediately displayed her proactive and assertive side.

She turned around and pressed Lin Yaodong against the door, her fiery lips impatiently pressing against his, her hands eagerly unbuttoning his shirt.

Clothes were scattered on the carpet, from the doorway all the way to the bedside in the bedroom.

Wang Xia lived up to her name, being passionate and extremely fond of taking the lead, giving Lin Yaodong a real taste of what it meant to be "out of control."

Meanwhile, at the entrance of another ordinary tenement building on Hong Kong Island.

Ruan Mei, dressed in a simple dress, was leaning against the doorway, glancing towards the stairwell from time to time.

She had carefully prepared a meal, which had been reheated several times.

As night deepened and a cool breeze blew, her figure appeared particularly lonely under the streetlights.

She waited from dusk until late at night, and then from late at night until dawn, her expectation gradually turning into disappointment and worry.

Finally, she sighed softly, turned around and went back into the house dejectedly, pursing her lips as she looked at the food on the table that was gradually getting cold.

.....

For the next three days, Lin Yaodong practically stayed in the VIP room at Huatong International.

Wang Xia's attitude towards him had completely changed. She was extremely attentive, not only cooperating fully with him at work but also taking meticulous care of him in his daily life. Her eyes were filled with infatuation when she looked at him.

Lin Yaodong's actions left all those in the know speechless.

With a clear "predictive map" in his mind, he directed Wang Xia to carry out precise short-term operations, buying low and selling high, with the timing being perfect.

The funds expanded rapidly, like a snowball rolling downhill.

On the afternoon of the third day, after the market closed, Fang Zhanbo sat in front of the computer, his fingers trembling as he counted the total assets in his account.

"Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... hundreds of thousands... millions... tens of millions..." He suddenly turned his head, his face flushed with excitement, and his voice changed.

"Boss! Three days! Only three days! Our principal has more than doubled! We've made a net profit of over 14 million! This...this is faster than a printing press!"

Ah Xin, the driver who had come along today, clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "Holy crap! Brother Dong, stock trading is more profitable than anything we used to do... cough, more profitable than any other business!"

He almost let slip that he used to be a motorcycle robber.

Xiao Fu and Gao Jin are not here.

They were directing their underlings to spread the news, as Lin Yaodong had instructed.

Lin Yaodong sat on the leather sofa, and Wang Xia gracefully lit a cigar for him. He took a puff, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and said calmly, "You're right. In a way, in the stock market, legal robbery is the most efficient."

He wasn't lying.

At his own "Yaodong Capital," he uses his information advantage to manipulate the market and earns far more astonishing profits than here.

The reason he exercised restraint here was twofold: firstly, it was to show the Hung Hing people that there was no need for anything too shocking; secondly, he also had his own concerns.

Just yesterday, based on his foresight, he directed the company's funds to conduct a rapid, wide-ranging price surge and sell-off, reaping huge profits in a short period of time.

However, immediately after the operation was successful, a system warning sounded in his mind:

[Warning! Host has been detected using informational advantage to maliciously manipulate the market, severely harming the interests of small and medium-sized investors and violating the core principles of the 'System'. 500 million contribution points will be deducted as punishment! Host, please regulate your behavior!]

Lin Yaodong cursed under his breath.

This damn system gives him a stock market prediction card, but forbids him from profiting from retail investors. Isn't that a contradiction?

But he quickly calmed down and analyzed the situation carefully.

The system's purpose is to enable him to "contribute to society."

The only explanation is that the correct way to use this prediction card is not to fleece retail investors, but to deal with those unscrupulous market manipulators who stir up trouble in the market and maliciously harm ordinary stock investors!

It's like making him play the role of a "stock market outlaw".

Having figured this out, Lin Yaodong felt both troubled and secretly excited.

The challenges are greater, but it also seems more interesting.

This means that the next steps need to be more sophisticated, disguised as market behavior, with diversified accounts and flexible fund transfers to avoid being discovered and targeted by powerful market manipulators.

Moreover, he realized that although the company had given prior notice, given enough time, it was inevitable that some people with ulterior motives would trace it back to him.

Therefore, it is imperative to handle the aftermath and adjust strategies as soon as possible.

It will be very troublesome.

"Mr. Lin, a profit of over 14 million in just three days—you are the only client I've ever met in my career."

Wang Xia handed Lin Yaodong a glass of decanted red wine, her tone full of admiration. She leaned softly against him, her slender fingers seemingly unintentionally tracing patterns on his firm abs, her long, beautiful legs in black stockings pressed tightly against his trousers.

"The market may experience some volatility in the coming period, so you'll need to be more cautious in your trading. Thank you for your continued support."

Lin Yaodong took the wine glass and continued, "Also, how's the matter with the newspaper I asked you to handle?"

Wang Xia smiled gently, placed her hand on his arm, and stroked it lightly: "Don't worry, Brother Dong. I've used all my connections to contact the editors-in-chief of several of the most influential financial newspapers and magazines."

"At the latest by tomorrow, reports about you, this 'mysterious stock market sniper,' will be published, guaranteed to shake up the entire Hong Kong financial news."

Her cheeks were flushed from drinking a little alcohol, her eyes were alluring, and her breath was sweet as orchids.

Lin Yaodong nodded in satisfaction.

The campaign plan is progressing smoothly.

Once exposed, it will be targeted by the market makers, but once it gains momentum, the market makers will have to step aside.

At this moment, Wang Xia's hands became even more restless, and she almost pressed her entire body against Lin Yaodong's. She whispered seductively in his ear, "Brother Dong... tonight, to celebrate our initial victory, let's... have another 'in-depth discussion' about our next strategy, okay?"

Feeling the hot, alluring body and scent beside him, Lin Yaodong stubbed out his cigar, put his arm around her waist, stood up, and laughed, "Alright, I also have some new 'ideas' that I need to discuss with you."

Nighttime, in the same suite at the Peninsula Hotel.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor again, extending from the living room to the bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with hot water, steaming gently.

Wang Xia, with her passionate and outgoing nature, took the initiative to pull Lin Yaodong into the bathtub.

Water splashed everywhere, waves surged and crashed against the edge of the bathtub, overflowing with warm water and soaking the expensive wool carpet.

The sounds of flowing water mingled together...

A pair of large lights appeared and disappeared amidst the shimmering water and foam....

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, in several teahouses and nightclubs belonging to the Hung Hing Society, news that Lam Yiu-tung, a candidate for the Mong Kok leadership, had made nearly ten million dollars in the stock market in three days had spread like wildfire, thanks to the deliberate efforts of Siu Fu and Ko Chun.

This has attracted widespread attention from various parties.

Some people were envious, while others were jealous.

But more importantly, it's about how to get in touch with Lin Yaodong and get a share of the profits.