Becoming the King of Bottom Fishing After Going All-In on A-Shares

After the market closed in the afternoon, the news spread like wildfire throughout the Renmin University campus.

The corridor on the third floor of the boys' dormitory was packed with people.

Some people rushed out of the dormitory barefoot, some shouted while holding up their phones, and some stood in the hallway laughing wildly at the ceiling.

"Have you heard? Lu Chenzhou made twenty million today! Twenty million! Hong Kong dollars!"

"Not only that, he made 1425 million by going long today and 7.5 million by going short, totaling 2175 million. After deducting interest, he still has more than 20 million in hand."

"Holy crap! What kind of incredible skill is that?"

"The key point is that after he cleared out his long position at 16 yuan, he simultaneously went short with all his funds. Everyone thought he was crazy, but what happened? The stock price plummeted from 16 yuan to 12 yuan, and he made a fortune."

"Unfortunately, I heard that once the funds exceed ten million, the leverage ratio is no longer allowed to be ten times; now the maximum leverage is 2 times."

"At the same time? Shorting with his entire portfolio? Is he out of his mind?"

"He doesn't want your life, he wants your money."

At the end of the corridor, a bespectacled boy leaned against the wall, holding a computer in his hands. The screen displayed the intraday chart of BYD's stock price for the day.

His name is Li Ming. He is Lu Chenzhou's classmate in the dormitory next door. He lent Lu Chenzhou 500 yuan before, and later invested another 10,000 yuan into the fundraising account. He continued to invest in Hong Kong stocks after that.

At this moment, he stared at the candlestick on the screen, which had plummeted from 16.00 to 11.90, his fingers trembling.

His roommate nudged him and said, "What's wrong? Didn't you make a profit?"

Li Ming shook his head, his voice trembling slightly: "I'm not heartbroken, I'm just scared."

If I had known he was shorting at 16, I definitely would have stopped him.

But he's right, he's always right.

My roommate paused for a moment, then said, "Don't mention it, I'm scared too. This morning when he sold BYD shares, I muttered to myself, 'He sold too early,' but what happened? He shorted BYD shares and made 20 million in one day."

I see now, he's not on the same wavelength as us.

"Yeah! We're all students, how come there's such a big difference?"

In the girls' dormitory, the discussion was even more heated among the girls.

"Did you see the market today? BYD's stock price plummeted from 16 yuan to 12 yuan. Lu Chenzhou shorted at the highest point and closed his position at 12 yuan, making 20 million yuan in one day."

"Wen Zhiyu went again today. She invested 30,000 yuan. According to the profit sharing ratio, she earned more than 400,000 yuan today."

"Over 400,000? That's enough for her mother's surgery!"

"That's enough, that's more than enough."

"My God, she made the right bet."

"It wasn't gambling, it was trust. She trusted Lu Chenzhou's judgment. And you see, she was right."

"Do you think she is...?"

"What is it?"

"It's nothing."

In the dormitory at the end of the corridor, Wen Zhiyu sat on the edge of the bed, holding her phone in her hand.

On the screen was a message she had just sent to the hospital: "I have enough money for the surgery, I'll arrange it tomorrow."

After sending the message, she took out her phone, scrolled to the contact list, and dialed the name "Mom".

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Feed?" Her mother's voice was weak, as if she had just been pulled out of sleep.

"Mom," Wen Zhiyu's voice trembled slightly, "we have enough money for the surgery."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

"What did you say?"

"The surgery fee is enough." Wen Zhiyu repeated, her voice becoming more steady. "30 yuan is enough. The surgery can be done tomorrow."

Her mother didn't speak, but Wen Zhiyu heard rustling sounds on the other end of the phone, like someone wiping away tears.

"Where did you get so much money?" Her mother's voice changed; it wasn't happy, it was nervous.

"Zhiyu, did you borrow money from loan sharks? Did you do something you shouldn't have?"

"No," Wen Zhiyu said. "I asked a classmate to help me manage my finances, and he made the money for me."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Classmate? What classmate? Financial management? Zhiyu, you haven't been scammed, have you?"

"No, Mom, don't ask anymore. Just focus on getting better. You'll have the surgery tomorrow, and I'll go to the hospital to take care of the paperwork."

She hung up the phone, held it tightly in her hand, and stood there for a long time.

Then she got up and went to room 608.

Although many people left the room, many others remained.

Wen Zhiyu walked over and stood in front of him.

Lu Chenzhou raised his head.

"I want to terminate the contract early," Wen Zhiyu said.

Her voice wasn't loud, but the room fell silent for a moment as everyone around her turned to look at her.

Lu Chenzhou didn't speak, he just looked at her.

"I need 30 yuan." Wen Zhiyu's voice was calm, but her fingers were trembling. "My mother is having surgery tomorrow, we can't wait any longer."

The room fell completely silent, and all eyes were on her.

Zhang Yixing stood up from the computer: "Wen Zhiyu, are you sure?"

Even if you don't pay a penalty for terminating the contract now, 30% of your earnings will still be deducted. Your earnings are 46.5, after deduction you'll receive 32.55. You take 30, and the remaining 2.55...

"I know," Wen Zhiyu interrupted him, her eyes fixed on Lu Chenzhou. "I've calculated it."

Lu Chenzhou asked, "Can you bear the consequences?"

Wen Zhiyu paused for a moment; she remembered those words.

A few days ago, when she stood in this room and handed him the envelope, he asked her the same question.

She said, "I can."

Now he asked it again.

"I can," she said.

Lu Chenzhou looked at her for a few seconds, then nodded: "Okay."

He stood up, walked to the table, took out the investment management contract from the drawer, turned to the last page, and handed it to her: "Sign it."

Wen Zhiyu took the pen and signed her name on the contract without her hand trembling.

After signing, she put down her pen and handed the contract to Lu Chenzhou.

Lu Chenzhou took the contract, glanced at her signature, then picked up a pen, drew a line in the penalty column, and wrote a line next to it: "Under special circumstances, all profits belong to the investor."

Wen Zhiyu was stunned.

Lu Chenzhou put the contract into the drawer, looked at her and said, "30, it will be in your account tomorrow morning."

Wen Zhiyu opened her mouth, as if to say something, but her throat felt like it was blocked by something.

Lu Chenzhou didn't wait for her to speak, turned around and sat back down to continue looking at stocks.

The people around him looked at each other in bewilderment. Zhang Yixing looked at Lu Chenzhou, then at Wen Zhiyu, opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Wen Zhiyu stood there, staring at Lu Chenzhou's back for a long time.

She said thank you softly, then turned around and walked out.

The corridor was quiet. She walked to the stairwell, stopped, took out her phone, and made a call to the hospital.

"The money is ready. I'll transfer it immediately and arrange the surgery for tomorrow."

After hanging up, she put her phone in her pocket and went downstairs.

This time, she felt that all her perseverance over the past few years had been worthwhile.

Now, she has finally reached this point, the step she has longed for.

She just felt that from today onwards, everything was different, and she felt lightheaded.