I'm conquering Hong Kong entertainment with two billion US dollars.

Chapter 78 begins selling stocks

The box office figures for July 2nd were reported by Chen Xinjian over the phone on the morning of the 3rd.

One million six hundred and fifty thousand, a single-day figure for Hong Kong.

At the beginning of the year, Chen Long's "Who Am I?" sold 200 copies on its first day, and Stephen Chow's "The Lucky Guy" sold about the same number on its first day.

Industry insiders have already started making pronouncements in newspapers, saying that the final price of "Prince Charming" should be around 3,000 yuan, and with the copyright and overseas revenue sharing, Lin Dong could earn 30 million yuan.

With 30 million Hong Kong dollars, he could recoup all the money he lost on those six small films he invested in, and still have some left over.

But little did they know what Lin Dong was really profiting from.

A mere 30 million, not even considering the 10 times return from those six films that he lost money on, wouldn't even be enough for his stock account to generate profits in just one night.

By the close of US stock trading in the early hours of July 3rd, Amazon's stock price had reached $124.02, with a paper profit of nearly $78 per share, compared to $182.50.

With 10,000 shares, the total unrealized profit reached a staggering US$140 million.

Li Jiaxin screamed all night long, Zhang Baizhi was envious all night long, and his obsession with getting pregnant deepened even further.

Lin Dong was kept up until dawn before he could sleep, and he didn't go to the company all morning.

In the afternoon, I visited the set of "The Legend of Zu Mountain," chatted with Tsui Hark for a bit, and met with Zhang Guorong and the other main actors.

With a $3000 million investment, and dozens of students at Tengda Fantasy Academy learning skills from Hollywood professionals, it would be a shame to miss this opportunity.

That very evening, Li Jiaxin came to him, looking all wronged. "You went to visit the set of 'The Legend of Zu,' why didn't you come visit mine?"

Her fingers traced circles on Lin Dong's chest, her voice so soft it could melt water, "Have you taken a fancy to Wang Zuxian? Ah Dong, she's getting married soon."

Lin Dong was helpless. Li Jiaxin's shrewdness lay in this: she didn't make a scene or throw a tantrum; she just feigned grievance and offered gentle reminders, speaking in a soft and gentle way that left you with no room for rebuttal.

So on July 4th, he asked Ah Qiang to prepare fruit and drinks and went to the set of "Love Dream Ship".

Huang Baiming and Andy Lau met him at the pier. Li Jiaxin, dressed in the white suit from the movie, stood on the deck waving at him, smiling like a victorious general.

When they returned to Happy Valley that evening, Lin Dong severely punished her, while Zhang Baizhi took advantage of the chaos to join the fray and settle his previous scores.

After a while, it was already 10 o'clock.

Lin Dong leaned back on the sofa, with Li Jiaxin nestled beside him, one leg draped over his knee, holding a stock trading machine in her hands.

Zhang Baizhi was only wearing an apron, busy in the kitchen, occasionally swaying his hips as he passed by them, his ears perked up.

This was Li Jiaxin's revenge on her; she tore all her clothes to shreds and locked the door. Zhang Baizhi had no choice but to make this decision.

Instead of helping her, Lin Dong took some photos with his camera to keep as a memento.

"It's been fluctuating since the market opened last night," Li Jiaxin said, holding the stock ticker in front of Lin Dong. "The fluctuations aren't big, just going back and forth between one or two yuan. The current price is 123.2, Dong, what's next?"

Lin Dong didn't answer immediately. He leaned back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, his mind churning through the hazy memories of his past life.

He remembered that his stock-loving friend had once boasted to him over drinks about how Amazon had risen to a high point in mid-98, then traded sideways for a month and a half before starting to pull back.

How much did it drop again? I think it was 10%, or maybe 15%.

He couldn't remember the exact numbers, but he still remembered the general outline of the trend: sideways movement, a slow decline, more sideways movement, and then a continued upward surge.

If that friend from my past life wasn't exaggerating, then the current position around 124 should be the high-level range.

In other words, from now until mid-August, the stock price will most likely fluctuate around this number.

So now you can start slowly cashing out. Then, when the price pulls back, you can gradually buy it back in.

"Call the brokerage firm," Lin Dong said decisively. "Have them contact the execution department and do a diversified sell-off. Clear out the entire position within two weeks."

Li Jiaxin's finger paused on the stock trading machine. Her eyelashes trembled, and her lips pursed slightly, as if she were making a very difficult decision.

"Won't it go up any further?" She looked up at him, her tone revealing a genuine and undisguised reluctance.

Lin Dong shook his head, then nodded. "It shouldn't be for now. There might be a change in the market later, we'll see then."

"That means it will go up again!" Li Jiaxin's eyes lit up again, and she decisively suppressed the trace of reluctance.

She nodded vigorously, then grabbed the phone on the coffee table and dialed the brokerage firm's number.

Lin Dong watched her dial the number, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

For this woman, selling stocks was probably the most contradictory thing she had ever done in her life.

She looked forward to that day, hoping that those fluctuating numbers would no longer be mere floating profits on the screen, but real money that would be in her pocket.

But she also feared that if she woke up every morning and picked up the stock trading machine, she would never again experience the thrill of millions or tens of millions jumping up.

Li Jiaxin spoke frankly into the microphone, stating her account number, the number of shares she held, and requesting the execution service department to conduct diversified selling.

182.5 million shares, representing 3.6% of Amazon's total outstanding shares, is a significant amount. If it all comes down to manual selling, a single sell order could create a significant price drop. The price at that point would be completely different.

Brokerage firms' execution service departments have specialized algorithms to split orders, distributing them across different time periods and price levels, disguising them as normal transactions, and allowing them to be distributed discreetly.

Li Jiaxin listened to the conversation on the other end for a while, then covered the microphone and turned to look at Lin Dong. "The handling fee is 0.2%."

"Okay," Lin Dong nodded. "Complete the entire sale within half a month."

Li Jiaxin put down the phone, exchanged a few more words with the other end, and then hung up. "We'll sign the contract tomorrow. After that, they'll start operations."

She put her phone on the coffee table, leaned against Lin Dong, buried her face in his shoulder, and took a deep breath.

Then she chuckled softly, her laughter filled with more satisfaction than regret.

Zhang Baizhi poked her head out of the kitchen, her eyes darting around. She only knew one thing: that bitch Li Jiaxin was really going to make a fortune.

She didn't know how much of Li Jiaxin's shares she held, but she vaguely knew one thing: Li Jiaxin's profit this time was estimated to have exceeded HK$2 million.

2 billion!

It takes Zhang Baizhi at least half a month to a month to make a movie, and she only earns less than HK$10. 2 million? She'd have to earn that in 166 years?!

She shook her head to clear her mind, then spoke in a sweet voice, "Dong-ge, Michele: Sis, the soup is ready."

P.S.: I originally wrote quite a bit about the set visit, but then I realized it didn't really advance the main plot, and I was afraid you'd say I was just padding, so I deleted it and rewrote it as a quick transitional event.

Therefore, the next chapter will be updated later.

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