After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future

In no time, the entire internet was filled with backlash against Lu.

The good reputation Lu Liang had built over three years was lost overnight.

The internet was also flooded with various conspiracy theories, such as collusion with foreign capital to short sell Big A, sprouting like mushrooms after rain.

At this moment, Lu Liang received a call from Yang Zhenyuan: "Mr. Lu, do you need help with limiting traffic?"

"I appreciate the goodwill, but it's unnecessary for now."

Lu Liang, with a smile on his lips, contentedly ate roast goose rice and drank lemon tea, waiting for the market to open.

A sudden drop requires logic, but their explanation of reducing holdings in the name of adjusting positions wasn't solid enough.

Unsurprisingly, the market would drop for a while after opening, only to see a small rebound once the audience realized it.

However, Lu Liang's bad reputation wasn't for nothing, as their early actions forced the north-bound and foreign capitals to step in and support the market.

A-shares operate on the T+1 model; large funds can prioritize, but they also need to guide market sentiment to make retail investors willingly step in.

If they wanted to cash out, it would only lead to a limit-down, spreading panic, trapping everyone inside.

If Hong Kong Capital and foreign capital wanted to run, they should ask for his consent; after all, how could those who profit the most be the quickest to run?

As one o'clock approached, Lu Liang called in Zhang Jing.

He was full, patting his little belly, and couldn't help but burp: "How much was cashed out this morning?"

"113.5 billion," Zhang Jing replied.

The total stock assets were 374.6 billion, with 261.1 billion in holdings.

"As long as the drop exceeds 1.12%, enter the market to bottom-fish; start with 30 billion for the T strategy."

Lu Liang smiled, looking at the market chart.

He didn't know when the West would release the news, but judging by the movements of Hong Kong and foreign capital, it should be within these days.

So he decided that these days would be characterized by a steady decline; they'd cash out during the rise and bottom-fish during the fall.

The recent drop trapped not only retail investors but also institutions and hot money; none could escape and all must stay in Big A to help support the market.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the stock market opened for business.

The morning's meager 0.02% gain lasted less than a second.

The market almost instantly turned red, continuing the downward momentum from 11:30 am.

No time to mourn 3300 points, for now, the battle was at 3200, even a defense for 3100 points.

-0.25%…-0.62%…-0.77%…

Out of 3821 stocks, over 2000 turned red, with hundreds of limit-up stocks reduced to just 22.

Many retail investors who followed the morning buying trend faced a hard 10-point or 15-point drop, one after another.

"Festivals turn into disasters~"

A voice seemingly from ancient times crossed the river of time, surfacing in the minds of veteran stockholders.

Reminding them of New Year's Day in 2016, with two circuit breakers in four days, and a thousand stocks hitting limit-down twice.

Big A had no bulls; even if there were bulls, they were simply bears with bull horns; they shouldn't have held hope.

"Alas, alas, Big A is dead."

"Hesitating to buy clothes worth tens of buttons, yet losing thousands a day, it numbs the soul."

The dramatic fall soon exceeded 1%, coming crashing down from a 2.2% gain, causing individual stocks to generally drop over 5%.

Even though Big A had the best investors globally, resilient and unwavering with hope, always in full position, always with tears in their eyes.

But today was the seventh day of the New Year; the morning determines the day, spring the year, the year's start.

Suddenly facing this major setback, their resolve cracked; they decided it was time to make a decision.

Many retail investors, unconcerned with losses, sold everything, planning to wash their hands of the market for good.

By 1:25, the market fell below 3200 points, a 1.29% drop for the day.

"Enter the market."

At the eye of the storm, more than half of the component stocks in the new energy sector hit limit-down.

Suddenly, a mysterious fund surged in, targeting Long Yi BYD and Long Er Ningde Era.

The blocking funds of Dizi at 4.7 billion and Ningde at 5.9 billion visibly decreased.

The so-called Brother Wan Shou was just a little brother; the mysterious fund started with 30,000 shares, casually reaching 50,000 shares.

"Charge ahead! Break the limit!"

"The limit-down strategy worked!"

"Replenish, replenish, let's see a sky floor."

The two stocks had a combined blocking fund of 10.6 billion, but Zhang Jing only used 1.9 billion to pry open the limit-down.

Thanks to the most popular limit-down strategy, as buying at the limit-down guarantees no loss for the day.

If there was a subsequent rebound, then regardless of today's rise, they profit, provided tomorrow isn't another limit-down.

So there would be a group specifically watching the limit-down, and as blockades quickly decreased, they'd follow suit, reducing the main force's cost to pry open the ceiling.

As for those retail investors frequently threatening to leave the market, Zhang Jing didn't take their words seriously.

Just like he has a friend who got stuck with a stock from 2007 to 2016, trapped for nine whole years.

During the big bull market in 2016, he broke even and decisively sold all his stocks, intending to wash his hands of it forever.

As a result, after stopping the stock trading, he was restless and uneasy, like he had lost his soul, absent-minded even while driving, which led to a car accident.

After the surgery, passing through the danger period, the first thing he did was download the software again, instantly got stuck at 5178 points, and exhaled a long breath, a smile returning to his face.

According to him, if he doesn't play stocks, he won't be able to save this much money in his lifetime.

Every month when he gets his salary, he adds a bit to it, occasionally does some T-trading, and engages in battles with people, which is endlessly entertaining.

Middle-aged pressure is huge; even urine drips onto a shoe when peeing, fishing is not very interesting, he can only rely on the little dopamine he gets from the stock market.

As long as he doesn't leverage, gradually replenishing just results in losses of ten to twenty percent, and he can withdraw immediately if he needs the money.

If he were to venture out and start a business, he would end up losing everything instantly and be deep in debt.

Just eating one limit down is giving up like it's a sky-floor event, indicating he's not yet a qualified retail investor. Stock trading is either just once or countless times unless he's truly out of money.

1:30 PM.

With the violent breaking of the ceiling by Long Yi and Long Er, all stocks in the 'Tianxing' system come back to life.

Eighteen stocks simultaneously perform a dragon head lift, thereby lifting the new energy sector and halting the downward trend of the large market.

"Brothers, I'm fat again."

"Limit down strategy succeeded, as long as it turns red, I can still make a few points today."

"Liangzi is just adjusting the position; there's no logic of killing, don't know why you're all panicking."

Retail investors are like grass on a wall, clearly an hour ago, cursing Lu Liang's eighteen generations, acting like it's life or death.

In a blink, they're like nothing is wrong, posting everywhere to show off, gloriously saying: others panic, I am greedy, timid people won't make money.

Moreover, rumors say that Tianxing Automobile will be listed at the end of April, and then there'll be a big trend; now it's just a shakeout and accumulation.

1:50 PM, the large market completely stops its decline, blowing the horn of counterattack, and regains the 3200 point lost position.

"How much bought in this wave?" Lu Liang asked.

"18.2 billion." Zhang Jing immediately replied.

Lu Liang furrowed his brows: "Stop buying, and sell off another 20 billion, we can't let the new energy index turn red."

Today's market emotion is still too good, because normally, a lift results in a rally followed by a retracement.

The main concern for investors is whether the rally was just a pump, so sell high and buy back at lower positions.

BYD and Ningde Era, as the dragons one and two of the sector, heavily influence investor sentiment for the whole sector.

Although they rise, they also pull back, but the pullback is not large enough, indicating investors are optimistic it will rise.

At least it won't hit limit down today.

This thinking is very harmful, easily helping foreign and Hong Kong capital to lift the sedan chair, letting them unload smoothly.

So Lu Liang had to run ahead again, creating panic, as long as he runs first, others won't be able to run away.

2:10 PM, another 20 billion chips slam into the market again, the dragon head lift trend of the new energy index is severed, but it's only the new energy index.

The A-share market value is still over 20 trillion, suddenly a few hundred billion chips crash the new energy index, indeed can collapse the large market.

But this trick can only be used once.

As the new energy index gradually repaired just now, other sectors also successively repaired.

With 20 billion slamming, it can only crash a single sector, but cannot affect the large market.

Thus appeared, the current market's hottest new energy sector and large market moving in opposite directions.

"Did our best."

Lu Liang sighed, though he has several billion chips, but it's impossible to sell them all.

Only using 1.5 billion to swap left hand and right hand, repeatedly slamming and pulling up the market, but it's hard to influence the overall market trend.

"Other sectors, I can't control, but foreign and Hong Kong capital lurking in new energy, you can't let a single one run."

As 3 o'clock approached.

Lu Liang again threw out 10 billion, continuing to press Ningde Era and BYD onto the limit down.

Lu Liang turned to Zhang Jing, smiled and said: "That's about it, let the index open underwater tomorrow, slide down a bit and wait for my news."

"Mr. Lu, if so, your reputation won't be good." Zhang Jing looked at the account profits.

Earlier today when they sold, many chips realized at the limit up, and when bought back, were on the floor.

So today they've made at least 5 billion.

"Can reputation be eaten for meals?" Lu Liang chuckled, indifferent, waved his hand, and left the company.

Zhang Jing sighed: "But the public fund's profit can't be eaten either."

Public funds and private funds are different, even if public funds have negative annualized returns, there's a basic 1.2% management fee.

That's why many funds don't make money, anyway, it's the investor's loss, nothing to do with them.

But Lu Liang is different, he's also managing private funds and the soon-to-be-issued new energy cars, reputation can be eaten.

"Tonight, with the Dragon and Tiger List released, it'll probably explode." Zhang Jing really couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped contemplating.