Huayu: From the Era of Ringtones to Becoming a Legend

"Mobilizing funds now? Isn't that too fast?"

Zheng Liang nervously reminded him:

"We haven't fully grasped the market dynamics on Wall Street yet. Isn't it too risky to transfer all 20 billion US dollars here at this time?"

Lu Jiuge looked at Zheng Liang, her tone firm:

"There are risks, but now is the best time to enter the market."

"Every decision a businessman makes involves an element of gambling, and one must have the courage to take those risks in order to increase the chances of success."

Lu Jiuge's expression darkened. These words were meant for Zheng Liang, but also to reassure herself.

Two hundred billion US dollars is no small sum. If this step is misstepped, Qianxing Capital will suffer a direct break in its capital chain, and the Zheng family's legacy built over generations will also be severely damaged.

He took a deep breath, his voice low and resolute, without the slightest hesitation:

"The subprime crisis is still just an undercurrent. Wall Street is blindly optimistic and its risk control and monitoring are at their most lax. This is the best time for us to take advantage of the loopholes. The market is full of loopholes."

"If we delay any longer, the fluctuations in subprime mortgages will become more pronounced, and major investment banks will start to get alert. If they try to transfer funds at that point, they will definitely be targeted."

Zheng Liang understood the implications and stopped trying to persuade him.

"I'll call Shuyi right now!"

Lu Jiuge nodded, casting aside all her concerns and no longer hesitating:

"Okay, let's fight now!"

Without hesitation, Zheng Liang took out his phone and dialed Zheng Shuyi's number.

The phone rang several times before being answered, and Zheng Shuyi's sleepy voice came through:

"Second brother, why are you calling so late?"

Lu Jiuge glanced at the time before realizing it was the early hours of the morning in Hong Kong, but the situation was urgent, so he answered the phone anyway:

"Shuyi, the time I've been waiting for has come. Tomorrow morning, immediately transfer all the funds you've prepared to the account A-Liang gave you."

Zheng Shuyi was silent for two seconds, clearly realizing the seriousness of the matter, and then confirmed:

"Should we transfer everything over?"

"That's right, all funds will be transferred in a consolidated manner, not a single penny will be left behind."

After Lu Jiuge finished speaking, she added:

"The Zheng family's funds should be channeled through a separate, anonymous offshore channel as planned, and should not be mixed up with Qianxing Capital."

This was a plan he had finalized long ago, even though he was already the son-in-law of the Zheng family and wholeheartedly wanted to share the profits with the Zheng family.

However, they dared not put all the wealth accumulated by the Zheng family over generations into this dangerous gamble, and had to take precautions to mitigate the risks.

"I see."

Zheng Shuyi had no further questions and unconditionally chose to believe:

"I will check the accounts immediately tonight and transfer the money as soon as possible tomorrow morning."

"Thank you for your hard work. Keep a close eye on all the assets in Hong Kong and don't disclose this to anyone, including the company's senior management."

"rest assured."

After giving a brief explanation, Lu Jiuge hung up the phone.

"Ah Liang, make a video call to the old man, I need to discuss this with him!"

"etc!"

Just as she finished speaking, Lu Jiuge called out to Zheng Liang:

"Let's play tomorrow, it's too late now."

Zheng Liang had just sat down at his computer when he heard this. He glanced at the time and realized it was already late at night in Hong Kong, so he nodded.

"Okay, then let's wait until 9 p.m. New York time, which is 9 a.m. in Hong Kong. I'll call you then, and we can video chat with Grandpa."

"good!"

After giving a reply, Lu Jiuge fell into deep thought again.

At 9 p.m. New York time, Zheng Liang connected with Zheng Wutong via video call.

The scene shifts, and the study of the Zheng family's old house appears on the screen.

In the shot, Zheng Wutong sits at the tea table in his study, his expression calm and dignified.

Jung Dong-young sat next to him, looking solemnly at the camera.

After Zheng Liang finished adjusting the video and ensuring there were no stutters, Zheng Dongrong spoke first:

"Xiao Lu, A Liang, how's the situation in New York? Has Morgan given you any trouble?"

Lu Jiuge leaned forward slightly, her tone straightforward and direct, without beating around the bush:

"Sir, Uncle Zheng, I've been granted a two-month observation period at Morgan Stanley. I'm outwardly complying with the asset reporting and haven't been given any trouble yet."

"But this is just a temporary illusion. Morgan Stanley's goal is very clear: to forcibly take over Qianxing Capital."

On the screen, Zheng Wutong tapped his fingertips on the table, his tone calm:

"I trust you can handle these things, so get straight to the point."

Lu Jiuge cleared her throat and said:

"I have a complete understanding of the subprime mortgage market on Wall Street."

"Now it's January 2008, the crisis has already begun to ferment, with piles of bad mortgage debts piling up at the grassroots level, and all debts being packaged into bonds for circulation."

"But the entire Wall Street, all investment banks, traders, and rating agencies, only look at the surface revenue statements. Everyone treats it as a normal market fluctuation. Nobody sees the rotten foundation underneath."

Zheng Dongrong frowned:

"You mean this subprime crisis isn't a minor fluctuation, but a massive storm that will sweep across the entire United States?"

"Yes."

Lu Jiuge's tone was firm:

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to short sell, and it is also our only chance to break free from Morgan's control and quickly increase our capital size."

"Grandpa, Uncle Zheng, your funds must be transferred in full by 9:00 AM New York time tomorrow. I need to get started!"

The moment those words were spoken, the other end of the video call went silent.

The amount of money involved this time was too large, and Zheng Dongrong did not dare to make a decision. He turned to look at Zheng Wutong and waited for his decision.

The moment those words were spoken, the other end of the video call went silent.

The amount of money involved this time was too large, and Zheng Dongrong did not dare to make a decision. He turned to look at Zheng Wutong and waited for his decision.

Zheng Wutong remained silent for a while, then looked at Lu Jiuge in the camera and slowly spoke:

"Xiao Lu, the Zheng family is betting our money on you; we're not just blindly gambling on luck."

"We've been watching closely ever since you took over Qianxing and started developing real estate and entertainment in Hong Kong."

At this point, Zheng Wutong fell silent.

Lu Jiuge understood his concerns and nodded solemnly:

"Grandpa, don't worry, I wouldn't dare take such a big bet if I wasn't confident!"

"I will also reserve the funds from the Zheng family business for the last time to ensure their safety to the greatest extent possible."

Zheng Dongrong and Zheng Wutong exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting, and they had already made their decision.

Throughout her journey, Lu Jiuge's plans have been precise and sound, without the slightest error.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Wutong finally made the decision:

"We trust you. The funds will be arranged on time."

Having said that, Zheng Wutong spoke calmly, both easing Lu Jiuge's burden and revealing his intention:

"I made this decision partly because I believe in your abilities, and partly because I want to temper A-Liang's character. After this battle, he should have truly grown up."

After hearing this, Lu Jiuge knew it was a comforting remark, while Zheng Liang patted his chest in affirmation:

"Grandpa, Dad, don't worry, I will definitely learn well from Ninth Brother this time and I will never let you down!"

Seeing Zheng Liang's serious expression, Zheng Wutong and Zheng Dongrong were both very pleased.

Through the video, they could see that Zheng Liang had indeed grown a lot in the days he had been following Lu Jiuge.

After discussing the details for a while, the group ended the video call.

Lu Jiuge and Zheng Liang reviewed the details and only returned to their room to rest after confirming that all accounts were in order.

The next morning at nine o'clock, Lu Jiuge got up and found Zheng Liang already in front of the computer. She went over and asked:

"How's it going? Have all the funds arrived?"

Zheng Liang suddenly stood up, his voice barely concealing his excitement:

"Ninth Brother, the money has arrived! Two hundred billion US dollars, not a penny less, all deposited into the anonymous offshore account!"

Lu Jiuge's gaze fell on the computer's funds summary interface. After examining it carefully, she turned to Zheng Liang and said in a stern tone:

"Ah Liang, you can't afford to be careless even for a moment. The safety of 20 billion yuan is entirely in your hands."

"Next, I'm going to officially begin reaping the profits from Wall Street!"