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

Chapter 73 Transfer

The car drove onto the airport expressway, and the night view of Beijing was visible outside the window.

In October, the nights in Beijing are already quite cool.

Wen Zhiyu leaned against the car window, watching the streetlights recede one by one into the distance.

"Wen Zhiyu," Xia Yaozong suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"Brother Lu, he didn't take you to a hotel?"

Wen Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm too busy with work to have time for anything. And what are you spouting?" Her voice rose a little.

Xia Yaozong glanced at Wen Zhiyu, whose face was flushed, in the rearview mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Brother Lu is indeed a stubborn rock, difficult to deal with!"

Wen Zhiyu nodded, calmed down, and didn't say anything more.

The car continued driving forward into the night.

Wen Zhiyu turned her head and looked out the window.

But she could feel that her face was still hot.

10 PM, West Gate of Renmin University.

Xia Yaozong parked the car on the side of the road and helped Wen Zhiyu take her suitcase out of the trunk.

"What time tomorrow?" he asked.

"8 o'clock, Room 608."

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

Wen Zhiyu dragged her suitcase toward the school gate, took two steps, and then looked back at him.

"Xia Yaozong".

"Um?"

"Thank you for picking me up today."

Xia Yaozong waved his hand: "Don't be so polite, we're all family."

He opened the car door, got in, and started the car.

Before leaving, he leaned out of the car window and said, "Sister-in-law, you need to be more proactive next time."

After saying that, the car drove into the night.

Wen Zhiyu stood there, stunned, watching the taillights of the car recede into the distance.

Coming to her senses, she blushed, spat, lowered her head, and dragged her suitcase into the school gate.

October 14, Tuesday, 8:00 AM.

Room 608, Renmin University Cultural and Technological Park.

When Wen Zhiyu pushed open the door, Zhang Yixing and Xia Yaozong were already waiting.

Zhang Yixing sat in front of the computer, with a printed list of investors spread out in front of him.

Xia Yaozong leaned against the window, holding an apple and munching on it.

"You're here?" Zhang Yixing stood up.

Wen Zhiyu put her backpack on the table and took out the stack of letters of intent from it.

"We won't go anywhere until all 360 copies are signed."

Xia Yaozong leaned closer to look at the stack of documents, then frowned: "360, sign them all in three days? Is that even possible?"

Wen Zhiyu divided the letter of intent into three stacks: "So we need your help. Zhang Yixing is in charge of contacting the investors and urging them to come over. Xia Yaozong is in charge of preparing the signing venue and printing backup documents. I'll be in charge of signing."

Zhang Yixing looked at the three stacks of documents, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, let's get started."

The three of them were busy from 8 a.m. to noon, without even having time to drink water.

Xia Yaozong's phone rang countless times, all from investors asking about the situation.

Zhang Yixing's computer screen showed a QQ group open, with messages scrolling by rapidly.

Wen Zhiyu sat at the table, checking each letter of intent one by one, marking the places on each document that required her signature with sticky notes.

The first investor arrived; it was Li Ming.

When he pushed the door open, he was holding an unfinished jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe).

"Sister Zhiyu, I'll sign."

Wen Zhiyu handed him the letter of intent: "Take a look, there are two options."

Li Ming took the document and flipped through it.

Then he flipped directly to the last page and signed his name.

Wen Zhiyu was taken aback for a moment: "Aren't you going to take a look?"

Li Ming put down his pen and pushed up his glasses: "No need to look, I trust Brother Lu."

Wen Zhiyu stared at him for two seconds, then smiled.

"OK."

After signing the document, Li Ming turned to leave.

He stopped abruptly at the door, turned back, and asked, "Sister Zhiyu, when is Brother Lu coming back?"

"In a few days."

"So, once he returns, our money can be transferred to the company account?"

"Um."

Li Ming nodded, pushed open the door, and walked out.

In the hallway, he took out his phone and sent a message to his roommate: "Signed, switching teams."

My roommate replied instantly: "Aren't you afraid?"

Li Ming typed four words: "What are you afraid of? Trust him."

The second investor was Wang Hao.

He was much more nervous than Li Ming; his hands were shaking.

"Sister Zhiyu, which one should I sign?"

Wen Zhiyu looked at him: "Do you want to redeem it or switch to another investment?"

Wang Hao swallowed hard: "I'll switch."

Are you sure?

"I'm sure." Wang Hao's voice trembled slightly, but his eyes were firm.

"I started following Brother Lu for 500 yuan, and now it's worth over 40,000 yuan. If I redeem myself now, I'd be a fool."

Wen Zhiyu handed him the letter of intent, which he signed without even looking at it.

After signing, he let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had put down some burden.

"Sister Zhiyu, do you think Brother Lu will expand even further in the future?"

Wen Zhiyu thought for a while: "Yes."

How big?

"It's bigger than any of us can imagine."

Wang Hao paused for a moment, then laughed.

"Will my five hundred dollars turn into five million in the future?"

Wen Zhiyu did not answer.

But she thought to herself, maybe it will happen.

At 12 o'clock, the last letter of intent was completed.

The person who came was Lin Yue.

He was the one who lost the most money among Zhao Xianglong's group of investors, and he was also the first person to block the entrance of the college.

He stood at the door of room 608, clutching a crumpled contract in his hand.

"Sister Zhiyu, can I...can I sign it?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Wen Zhiyu looked at him: "You didn't vote for Lu Chenzhou."

Lin Yue lowered his head: "I know that Zhao Xianglong lost all my money, but I heard that Brother Lu is going to transfer funds to a Hong Kong company account, and I want to invest as well."

Wen Zhiyu remained silent for a few seconds.

"The letter of intent is only open to existing investors."

Lin Yue's eyes reddened: "I know, I just wanted to ask if there will be another chance in the future."

Wen Zhiyu looked at him and thought of herself two weeks ago.

At that moment, she was also standing at a doorway, clutching an envelope in her hand, and asked Lu Chenzhou, "I want to take a gamble."

She took a deep breath: "Leave your contact information. Once the company is up and running, I'll let you know if there are any quotas left."

Lin Yue suddenly looked up: "Really?"

"real."

Lin Yue's eyes reddened even more, but he didn't cry.

He bowed deeply, then turned and left.

Wen Zhiyu watched his departing figure and remained silent for a long time.

Then she picked up her phone and sent a message to Lu Chenzhou: "360 copies, sign them all, and forward them all."

Lu Chenzhou, who was in the middle of a transaction at the Hong Kong Yue Si Youth Hostel, felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He took out his phone, saw the message, and replied with a single word: "Okay".

At 4 p.m., when the Hong Kong stock market closed, Lu Chenzhou released the mouse and rubbed his temples.

Influenced by the overnight 11% surge in US stocks, Hong Kong stocks closed up 3.19% today, with CEFC China Energy and China National Building Material rising by about 8%.

Instead of going long, he continued to short, using his entire leveraged position to short Huaxin Pacific and China National Building Material.

He opened the holdings details and took a look.

Position held: Huaxin Pacific (short position)

Number of shares held: 9,302,325

Average transaction price: HK$17.15

Current market price: HK$17.20

Market value of holdings: HK$160,000,000 (160 million)

Floating profit/loss: -HKD 465,116 (-0.29%)

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Position held: Short China National Building Material (HK3323)

Short selling amount: HKD 160,000,000

Short selling volume: 27,118,644 shares