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

Chapter 70 is still falling

March 12th, Sunday, 9:00 AM.

Lu Chenzhou's phone rang.

The screen displayed an unfamiliar number.

He answered the phone, and a young man's voice came from the other end, polite but unfamiliar.

"Is this Lu Chenzhou? I'm a staff member of the China Securities Regulatory Commission. I'd like to ask you about some things. Is this a convenient time?"

The room fell silent, and Zhang Yixing and Xia Yaozong both looked at him.

The staff called on Sunday?

It seems that this public opinion storm has gotten quite big.

Lu Chenzhou paused for a second: "Convenient."

"How large is your asset management business currently?"

"The account's net assets are approximately HK$1.6 million."

"Where did the funding come from?"

"Part of it is my own profit, part is money entrusted to me by classmates for investment, and part is private loans."

"Did you promise any returns to investors?"

"No, the contract states that the risk is borne by the individual."

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

"Okay, we understand the situation. We will contact you again if needed."

"OK."

The phone hangs up.

Zhang Yixing's voice trembled slightly: "The China Securities Regulatory Commission? What did they say?"

Lu Chenzhou placed his phone on the table: "I'm just getting information. There's no case being filed, no investigation being conducted, just getting information."

Understanding the situation doesn't mean filing a case. As long as the funds are clean and the contracts are compliant, they won't take action against me.

Wen Zhiyu stood up from her chair, walked to Lu Chenzhou's side, and placed a cup of hot water next to him.

"Are you nervous?" she asked.

Lu Chenzhou picked up his water glass and took a sip: "Not nervous."

Why?

He put down his water glass: "Because I haven't done anything wrong. My operations are public, my holdings are transparent, and I have signed contracts with my investors. If anyone wants to check, I welcome them to."

October 13, Monday, 6:00 AM, Beijing Capital International Airport.

Lu Chenzhou, wearing a thin black jacket and carrying a backpack, stood at the entrance of the airport departure hall.

Wen Zhiyu stood next to him, her hair in a ponytail, wearing a gray hoodie, and holding two boarding passes in her hand.

Xia Yaozong and Zhang Yixing came to see them off. Xia Yaozong looked at Lu Chenzhou and then at Wen Zhiyu.

"You two go ahead, I won't go. I won't be of any help, I'd rather stay in Beijing and keep an eye on the market."

Zhang Yixing looked at Lu Chenzhou: "Chenzhou, are you sure you can get it done in a week?"

Lu Chenzhou hesitated and said, "I'm not sure, but we have to try."

Wen Zhiyu chuckled beside her, "Can you not be so blunt?"

Lu Chenzhou glanced at her: "To tell you the truth."

Zhang Yixing sighed: "Alright, be careful on your way. Call me when you've sorted things out in Hong Kong."

"I'll keep an eye on the plate for you. We'll contact you by phone if anything happens."

Lu Chenzhou nodded and turned to walk towards the security checkpoint.

Wen Zhiyu followed behind him, took two steps, glanced back at Zhang Yixing and Xia Yaozong, and waved with a smile.

Xia Yaozong mumbled something indistinctly: "Wen Zhiyu, take good care of him."

Wen Zhiyu paused for a moment, then smiled.

She glanced at Lu Chenzhou's retreating figure: "He doesn't need me to take care of him, he doesn't need anything."

Zhang Yixing paused for a moment, then asked, "Then why are you going?"

Wen Zhiyu did not answer. She turned around and quickly followed Lu Chenzhou.

Xia Yaozong slapped Zhang Yixing on the head: "What do you know, you blockhead? Go back."

There was a long queue at the security checkpoint. Lu Chenzhou stood in the queue, quietly looking ahead.

Wen Zhiyu stood behind him, clutching her boarding pass in her hand.

"Lu Chenzhou," she suddenly spoke.

Lu Chenzhou turned his head to the side.

"Are you nervous?" she asked.

"I'm not nervous."

Why?

"Because I've done everything I could, the rest is up to time."

Wen Zhiyu stared at the back of his head for a few seconds, then said softly, "You can always find a reason for anything."

Lu Chenzhou remained silent.

The line moved forward a few steps, and Wen Zhiyu, watching his retreating figure, suddenly asked, "Have you considered the possibility that the company registration might fail?"

Lu Chenzhou remained silent for a few seconds.

"I've thought about it."

"What should we do then?"

"Then let's think of another way; there's bound to be a way that works."

Wen Zhiyu did not ask any further questions.

As she watched Lu Chenzhou's retreating figure, a strange feeling welled up inside her.

It wasn't nervousness, it wasn't fear, it was something I couldn't quite put my finger on.

It's like standing in a very, very high place, looking down, and your legs feel a little weak, but the people around you say it's okay, so you really feel okay.

She didn't know what this feeling was called.

But she knew that all she needed to do was stand by Lu Chenzhou's side.

At eight o'clock, the plane took off.

The plane pierced through the clouds, and sunlight streamed in through the porthole, falling on the two people.

Wen Zhiyu raised her head, glanced at the sea of clouds outside the window, then turned her head to look at Lu Chenzhou's profile.

His eyes were closed, as if he were asleep, but his eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Wen Zhiyu looked away, lowered her head, and continued reading.

This time, her gaze truly fell upon the pages of the book.

Outside the window, above the clouds, the sun shines brightly.

Lu Chenzhou and Wen Zhiyu landed at 9:30 a.m.

We had no luggage, just a backpack with a laptop in it, and took a taxi directly to Central after leaving the airport.

As the taxi crossed the Tsing Ma Bridge, cargo ships on the sea looked like stationary toys, and the Victoria Harbour skyline was faintly visible in the mist.

Wen Zhiyu sat in the back seat, clutching her phone, the screen displaying a message from Xia Yaozong:

"A-shares surged across the board, with the Shanghai Composite Index opening 3 points higher and most individual stocks rising. China National Building Material's Hong Kong-listed shares opened at 4.75, and CEFC China Energy opened at 15.80, both opening higher. Your short positions..."

She handed the phone to Lu Chenzhou, who glanced at it but didn't say anything.

The taxi stopped at 99 Queen's Road Central, downstairs at the Central Centre.

This is the most densely populated area of Grade A office buildings in Hong Kong, surrounded by Citibank Tower, Exchange Square, and Jardine House.

Lu Chenzhou paid the fare and got out of the car.

He didn't go into the building, but stood by the roadside and opened the trading software.

Wen Zhiyu paused for a moment: "Aren't you going up? We made an appointment for eleven o'clock."

"Close out the positions first," Lu Chenzhou said calmly.

Hong Kong stocks have already opened.

9:32.

The Hang Seng Index opened 3% higher.

The sentiment of A-shares hitting their daily limit across the board spread to Hong Kong, where everyone was scrambling to buy shares the moment the market opened.

China National Building Material opened at HK$4.75 and quickly surged to above HK$5.00.

Huaxin Pacific opened at HK$15.80 and quickly surged to above HK$16.50.

Wen Zhiyu stood next to him, looking down at his phone screen.

The short position is losing money.

She clenched her fingers, but didn't say anything.

9:40.

The high-speed climb is over.

China National Building Materials (CNBM) began to decline from above 5.00, reaching 4.95, 4.85, 4.75...

Huaxin Taifu started to fall from above 16.50, reaching 16.30, 16.00, 15.80...

9:50.

China National Building Material fell below HK$4.70.

Huaxin Pacific shares fell below HK$15.50.