Cat on Tattoo

Fragile and weak60

"You of all people should know what forms shorting takes."

The single dormitory is so large that even the desk is double the width of the one next door, and the two large-sized screens on the countertop are full of data analysis, with companies that can be shorted on one side, and professional analysis reports on the other.

The data is very clear and professional, and clearly researched.

If Lu Beihuai had written it, then he believed that the feasibility study had been written by Lu Beihuai, and that the feasibility study would have been a mere scratch on Lu Beihuai's skin compared to the magnitude of the content.

You know, the bigger the company, the harder it is to get caught with a financial loophole to short it, but if you get caught with a loophole it means that you are the first person in the world to find out that there is something wrong with the company and that there is a loophole in the company.

A glance down to read the heart of the fear that there is a project that you have invested in.

Because there are two of the world's top 100 listed companies, and one of them is a new energy source, which is Sky Technology, which he has learned about before.

Song Qie looks at the new-energy vehicle company at the top of the list, and then scans the financial vulnerability analysis report next to it, which has already begun to be backed up by data.

This new energy vehicle company is riding the wind of Rising Star technology from the domestic to the U.S. stock market, the development potential is also very large, the IPO pricing is not low, the public offering to the listing of the trend is to continue to rise at the time, such a trend for many shareholders is a kind of confidence.

If he remembers correctly, the tech company's public offering at the time should have raised ......

"15.276 billion."

A low voice fell overhead.

Song Qie was stunned.

Then he felt the pressure of a body falling from behind, as if a shoulder had touched him, and an arm came up from behind to rest on the touchpad.

He sniffed and looked over, the hand with the black wristwatch was broad and slender, the knuckles slightly flexed under the light movement, the veins on the back of the hand obvious, tugging under the movement and spreading to the sturdy calf half pulled up by the sleeve.

This angle looks like there's something under the wrist.

"At the time they were openly recruiting for $15.276 billion, a pretty incredible amount."

Song Qie came back to his senses, listening to the sound of Lu Beihuai's voice falling above his head, seeing him reach out and point to the recruiting data on the screen, he heard Lu Beihuai laugh out loud with the words 'unbelievable': "How is it unbelievable, if his initial sponsoring organization is a big bull, then I think it's normal. Big Bull, then I think it's normal."

Just like the then Rising Star Technology debut sponsor is Pearl Investment Bank.

After two years Pearl Investment Bank became the largest shareholder of Rising Star Technology.

Such chains of interest are all too common.

"It's SkyTech that I'm going to short."

Song Qie heard Lu Beihuai's tone and looked at him sideways, half-convinced, half-doubting, "Since when did And Huai Capital have a shorting business?"

And Huai Capital's scope of business is similar to that of Red Feather Capital, but there is also a business that Red Feather Capital has not ventured into, which is debt restructuring, helping to recalculate the debts of companies that are about to collapse or have already collapsed.

And the big investment bank types like Pearl Investment Bank Red Feather Capital basically can't do it because they've already lent their money to someone else.

But but Huai Capital has money.

Where the hell does this guy get his money?

If by means of shorting, this market where so many companies will be able to be found such a loophole, not like the 80's and 90's circle of money to circle the powerful, that era of shorting big brother can make a lot of money, now not necessarily, there is no conclusive evidence and data to support, may be blood money.

"Started touching it freshman year." Lu Beihuai straightened up and leaned casually against the edge of the side table, his long legs slightly bent, one hand propped up next to him while the other slid the touchpad again, "2026."

Song Qie looked at Lu Beihuai in surprise: "Where did you get the money?"

"I borrowed it from your mom." Lu Beihuai said lightly.

Song Qie frowns, "What's my mom, that's your mom."

Lu Beihuai did not care much about this name, anyway, for him, from birth so negligent to lose him, and now also did not take care of his biological parents, there is really no great feeling, said aggrieved also just mouth.

"I borrowed two billion from her."

Song Qie : "......" He looked dumbfounded to Lu Beihuai, see this person said so easily, who is a good child with mom and dad to borrow money a loan is two billion: "She borrowed you? "

"Well, borrowed." Lu Beihai looked at Song Qie with curiosity, "I exchanged terms with her."

"On what terms?"

"She wanted us to get along as brothers, told me not to hold too much grudge about what happened before, said you weren't well, and wanted me to forget about what happened before and let us be a family."

Song Qie's eyes rippled underneath, he was silent for a moment and lowered his eyelids, "What she said doesn't mean what I meant, they are your parents."

"I know, but I said yes anyway because I needed the two billion."

Song Qie looked up, "What do you want two billion dollars for?"

Lu Beihuai held up his glasses, looking indifferent: "I shorted Dirella."

Song Qie's eyelashes fluttered lightly as she looked at Lu Beihuai incredulously : "...... What? Dirella was shorted by you?!!!"

This is an infrastructure developer from the 98 years since its inception, business involved in ports, power generation, airports and data centers, the company issued a total of ten publicly traded stocks in the United States, the size of a total of two hundred and fifty billion U.S. dollars, the concept of wealth in the Asian region has been ranked among the top five, will be such a size of the success of the shorting is simply crazy.

It happened just last year, and he was very impressed because the impact of this event was so great that the market value of nearly $20 billion evaporated on the day the report was made public, and in less than two days, the cumulative loss of market value reached $70 billion by the close of trading on that day.

This case became the largest and longest-running financial fraud case in history worldwide.

The group was guilty of stock manipulation and financial fraud.

Eventually a nearly 50,000-word short-selling report made the business empire evaporate $70 billion in market value, and the report came from a small Wall Street short-selling agency that bucked the industry for this magnificent short-selling case, who knew it was coming from a student who was only in his freshman year of college.

"I exchanged two billion RMB for twenty billion dollars, it's not a loss." Lu Beihuai relied on the edge of the table, dropping his eyes to admire the man's expression, which should be the first time they had looked at themselves squarely since their reunion and meeting until now.

Watching this pretty face go from amazed to shocked to eyes colored with excitement like glowing stars.

Sure enough, this guy is Mu Qiang.

It's that he doesn't think he's smart.

When did this start? It seemed like from the time he saved Song Qie three years ago, this guy would always if anything express his dissatisfaction with his accomplishments, not dislike, but dissatisfaction, perhaps from that time onwards he vaguely knew that this person had changed. Even if he hadn't figured out what had caused Song Qie to change so drastically, whether it was post-traumatic stress or whatever, he was a different person.

But the only thing he was sure of was that Song Qie was what he wanted.

It's the one in front of me.

Song Qie felt his scalp tingle and his heart beat as if he sensed something suddenly accelerating. It was like the first time he'd met Lu Beihuai, and this guy had shorted Asia's richest conglomerate, Dirella? In his freshman year? This is a fantasy, right?

He patted the back of Lu Beihuai's hand and pointed to the computer again, his body sitting forward, "You let me see."

Sitting in front of the computer youth wearing a wider down jacket, frozen a little red nose nu a few times, his body to the computer desk to sit into a few inches, eyes bright, expression where there is still a moment ago to resist, and now it is eager to stay here do not go, desperate to explore the truth.

Lu Beihuai's eyes swept over the hand that patted himself, a little cold, and deep meaning surfaced in the bottom of his eyes, "What do you want to see."

"Your shorting report."

"It's online."

Song Qie looked away from Lu Beihuai in slight annoyance, then realized that she couldn't do that, and lowered her eyebrows, looking docile and sincere, her eyes showing her request, "What I want to see isn't that published report on the internet, it's your original draft."

Lu Beihuai was heard to laugh out loud as his long legs switched sides, flexing and folding casually as he bent down and pulled open a drawer, pulling out one of what tore open the package and tilted his head back to drop it into his mouth.

The cool odor of mint fills the air.

"...... Just, take a look." Song Qie raised a finger towards Lu Beihuai, her eyes pleading.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Lu Beihuai lean down and approach him.

The proximity made the minty flavor more and more pronounced and refreshing.

This handsome face under the gold glasses at such a close distance is like a kind of visual storm, superior outstanding features, high nose, as well as the appearance of careless smiling when containing sugar, this cold and noble face when not smiling, when with a smile is like the master of teasing cats, just like the character of this person itself, cloudy and uncertain, all depends on the mood.

It's hard to think how this is raising kids.

Song Qie felt that the distance was too close and subconsciously leaned back, but she was grabbed by the collar and pulled back.

As he was about to get annoyed, the sound of a 'ci'~ zipper pulling on his shirt rang in his ears.

The original unzipped zipper was pulled up to the neck level.

The collar of his shirt brushed against the white chin, and he was probably inclining his head uncomfortably.

"I'll show you, but you have to promise me one condition." Lu Beihuai pulled the zipper down a bit, not letting the cold zipper touch Song Qie's chin as he leaned back against the edge of the table.

Song Qie heard him speak in this tone again and depressedly suppressed the thought of wanting to know the real situation in her heart, "I won't watch it then."

"Not letting you wear a skirt." Lu Beihuai saw Song Qie not play for a second, suddenly headache, this guy how so difficult to coax, meandering pull a little bit will not: "I have not already told you the conditions."

He tapped his hand on the touchpad to retrieve the original report folder he'd made two years ago.

Forget it, he'll be even more depressed when the next person runs away.

It's so hard to bring people into the house.

Before Song Qie had time to speak, he saw the original report document that he wanted to see, and opened a folder with a large memory, which contained all the shorting evidence about 'Dirella' in the past two days, as well as a dozen modified versions of the full English version of the shorting report, with the most primitive time, as well as the terminal watermark, in order to confirm that the person who wrote the report was Lu Beihuai, he even opened the terminal to check it out. In order to confirm that the person who wrote the report is Lu Beihuai, he even opened the terminal of this computer to check.

The terminal watermark matches all the terminal information on this computer.

"I didn't give anyone a chance to touch my computer." Lu Beihuai propped his hands on the back of his chair, his broad shoulders slumped as he gazed at the computer screen, pointing to the analysis of the financial forgery data that he had clicked on, "This short-selling report is what I ended up putting together, and one of the things that I inadvertently found out about was Dirella's stock manipulation. Dirella is very good at taking advantage of times when the stock market appears to be slacking off, and buying stocks in large quantities at low prices, and they will try to inflate the price in order to go low in order to go high. I think you should know this logic as well, because a lot of times we do the same thing."

"But it was during my investigation that I found out that they continued to buy when they were inflating the stock price and circulated rumors through various social media platforms to lure retail investors to follow suit, and that they had a very strong water army to muddy the waters of public opinion, so they let the stock market have a sense of buying to make a profit in that period of time, so that the retail investors would successfully fall for it. As the stock price reaches a high level, they then quietly dump the shares they bought at a low price, thus making huge windfall profits."

"It's happening in all the industries under their group."

"Since three and five percent of the stock market is shorted, that's not much more than one more of them, trying to make money in the financial world that's better to be ethical."

Song Qie listened to the low voice that fell from the top of his head, as if it was laughing and carrying an imperceptible chill, he was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver, "So you weren't scared then?"

To go short a group of that magnitude is the equivalent of moving some people's cake.

If you fail in shorting is to face losing your money.

How can this man talk so easily, like a game.

"Fear, what do I have to fear, have you forgotten there is another kind of shorting called a capital attack."

Lu Beihuai leaned back to the edge of the table, drooping eyes lightly supporting the glasses frame, thoughtfully gazing at the people who look at themselves: "They want to do capital counterattack that also have the ability to attack, I have the evidence, I have the actual hammer, I also have the capital, they even if the foundation is good again, but also what can be taken out of counterattack, out of how much money to counterattack me that I'll be how much profit. "

Song Qie was thrilled.

...... This person, said crazy is really crazy everywhere.

For him is absolutely not dare to touch the shorting, how this guy began to play on the dare to play that level of capital big brother, but also to play to win, let the value of seventy billion dollars worth of stock evaporation is what concept, equivalent to let the world's expensive buildings disappeared out of thin air. This is in addition to the very good stock market insight ability, luck must also be the top good degree.

"And I have to thank them for sending me so much money to capitalize." Lu Beihuai asks, "So want to bet with me once."

Song Qie Listening to this kind of story is like chicken soup.

He has always followed the rules of character and style where he dared to play such so exciting, as a trader he felt very exciting.

"As long as Cowen Pharmaceuticals goes public, and as long as you can short a competitive and problematic drug company, and fifty percent of Huai Capital to you." Lu Beihuai stood up and left the table, walking out onto the balcony as he fished something out of his pocket.

'Click' was the sound of a lighter.

Song Qie looked over at the sound.

Tall figure standing on the not so spacious balcony, lips biting the cigarette, lowered his head, his palm slightly rumbled with the starry flame of the lighter burning, lit the cigarette the moment nicotine smoke rose in front of him, and then gently spit out a mouthful of it, the smoke hazy this handsome hard face.

Also the motion of raising his hand saw the tattoo on the inside of his left lower arm.

The tattoo wasn't small in size, it was an entire small arm all over the inside of it, and on it was a cat, and on the black watch the squatting cat's tail rested right on this spot on his wrist, intertwined with the spreading bruises.

Hinged on the fact that he had noticed the sight falling on the place.

The nicotine smoke didn't seem to stop the four eyes from meeting when he looked up.

Song Qie flustered and retracted her eyes, looking back to her computer with a feigned calmness, frowning a little at the smell of smoke.

"Mind if I have a cigarette?" Lu Beihuai puts the cigarette down after only one drag.

"...... Uh-huh." Song Qie hesitates, but says it anyway, he looks over at Lu Beihuai and sees him holding a cigarette, "Why are you smoking?"

"You don't like it?"

Song Qie shook his head.

Lu Beihuai pinched the butt of his cigarette with his hand and placed the cigarette, which he had only smoked a mouthful of, in the ashtray at the edge of the balcony: "Then I'll quit."

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.

"I'll bet."

Lu Beihuai gently twisted the ashes in his fingers, and saw Song Qie walking to the balcony, looking up at himself.

The face that looked up at her in the night was serious and pretty, like one of those cats that are very pampered, very cat-like.

Song Qie took a deep breath as he pursed his lips and said, "I would like to make this bet with you."

Lu Beihuai laughed.

"Yeah."

Then he'll quit smoking.