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

"Fraudster!"

"We've all been deceived by him!"

"Everyone, go check the net inflow of funds heading south."

"This morning's market was so good, yet the inflow growth of southbound funds was extremely slow. When the market opened in the afternoon, there was even a net outflow. As of now, the net outflow for the entire day via the southbound fund channel has reached as high as 82.9 billion Hong Kong Dollars, clearly indicating someone is offloading at high prices."

At 3:50 PM, there's only ten minutes left until the end of today's and this week's trading.

Suddenly, someone disclosed the inflow and outflow situation of southbound funds on a local financial forum in Xiangjiang.

The whistleblower claimed limited capability and couldn't trace who the main institutions of the southbound funds were, but he knew Tianxing was definitely involved.

Analyzing from Zhongke's perspective, the 82.9 billion HKD net outflow can't entirely be due to Tianxing Private Equity.

However, if Tianxing Private Equity had been quietly selling since the morning, and their liquidation intent was detected by other southbound fund institutions, triggering a herd effect, then the sudden flash crash could be explained.

The Hang Seng Index, after Tianxing Quantitative settled in Xiangjiang, ended a long adjustment period of more than half a year, consecutively reclaiming the 24,000, 25,000 points lost positions, and due to the establishment of Tianxing Financial Group in Xiangjiang, it consecutively broke through the 26,000 points, starting to sprint towards 27,000 points.

It can be said that the two surges in the Hong Kong stock market were both due to Tianxing settling in Xiangjiang, and because Lu Liang was optimistic about the development of the Xiangjiang market.

Yet he is duplicitous, outwardly declaring his deep love for the Xiangjiang market, while secretly instructing institutions to cash out massively at high positions...

The article spread like wildfire across the savannah of Africa in a dry season, expanding rapidly with the speed of a thunderbolt.

As the news spread wider, the three major indices of the Hong Kong stock market poured downward like a reservoir discharging.

Before Lu Liang came to Xiangjiang, the Hang Seng Index was only at 23,800 points; today it reached a high of 27,100 points.

Perhaps someone profited during this period, but even more chased high, added to their positions, and even leveraged their trades.

If the 3,300-point gain falls back, many will undoubtedly be completely wiped out.

Unwilling to become fodder for capital, nor to have their years of savings harvested, they all resorted to self-rescue.

However, when they decided to earn or lose a little less, they found there was no lowest point, only a lower one.

Take the Penguin Group for example, with the Hang Seng Index skyrocketing by 3,300 points, the stock price of the Penguin Group also soared from 332 HKD to 410 HKD.

The three major indices of the Hong Kong stock market all experienced a flash crash, and the king of Hong Kong stocks was no exception, plummeting from today's high of 410 HKD to 383 HKD.

Some investors still held hope, trying to minimize losses by setting conditional orders at 382 HKD, but there were always sell orders closing the deal ahead of them, causing further price drops and resulting in failed transactions.

"Why, why can't I sell at all!"

The market investors' desperate cries were like the roaring of the capital's harvesters.

They could only watch helplessly as the stock price plunged, once, twice...

Unless they don't care at all and choose to directly hit the reset button, the conditional orders couldn't be completed at all.

It was like humans fighting against machines; the machines were emotionless, wouldn't hesitate, and always reacted a step faster.

Meanwhile, on the 82nd floor of Phase 2 of the Plaza Building, in the AI model room of Tianxing Quantitative.

"Impressive!"

Watching the scene before him, Lu Liang clicked his tongue in wonder, with half of the ten thousand GPUs flashing green lights.

Several display screens in the control room were generating sell orders at a frequency of 300 transactions per second.

If using traditional ways to trade, each buy and sell point of an order needs to be very precise to complete a transaction.

Suppose a stock's price is 10.23 HKD, they must sell at 10.23 HKD.

If the price submitted is 10.22 HKD, it would result in a loss of 0.01 HKD; if submitted at 10.24 HKD, the transaction would fail.

Particularly in markets that are rising or falling sharply, the price input must be accurate and fast to achieve first-time transactions.

However, human capability is ultimately limited, as the most brilliant financial traders in the world only have ten fingers, unlike quantitative AI models.

With the naked eye, the data displayed on the screen seemed to skip frames; just a blink, and it would automatically pick failed trade orders, adjust the price again within 0.01 seconds, and resubmit it.

The market panic, coupled with quantitative models always managing to sell ahead of retail investors, continually drained their patience, forcing them to choose lower prices to sell, thereby entering into a vicious cycle.

As a result, in the last few minutes before the market closed, the Hang Seng Index fell below 25,000 points, with the day's decline stopping at -3.32%.

"It's over."

Lu Liang smiled with his lips as he looked at the Hang Seng Index, which began a vertical decline starting from 3:30 PM.

The day's decline of -3.32%, although not much, fell from a morning rise of 5.23%.

If someone bought the index at the day's peak, even without leverage, they would have lost at least 9 points today.

The key is that the day's decline of -3.32% was just because the market closed; otherwise, more declines would follow.

"Mr. Liang, you and Mr. Li handle the statistics; I'll head out to take care of some business."

Lu Liang took one last look, with the Hang Seng Index closing at 24,808 points.

It was time for him to leave; the public opinion regarding him should be starting to ferment.

"Mr. Lu, Director Chen just called and decided to change to a different meeting place with you."

At this moment, Xu Jiawei walked over and said, which made Lu Liang smile and ask, "Where are we headed?"

"Racecourse, it's relatively quieter there." Xu Jiawei showed concern, knowing why Chen Jiebin suddenly wanted to change the location.

After all, if anyone knew Lu Liang's travel route, it wouldn't be surprising if a mud truck suddenly appeared halfway.

After all, what Lu Liang did today was enough to be condemned by both gods and men, and universally reviled.

It's like a Pure Love Warrior who touched millions with their steadfast love suddenly getting caught cheating.

Perhaps it's even more serious than that.

Considering in today's internet-driven era, who hasn't had their empathy chipped away, but at least their wallet wasn't affected.

In contrast, Lu Liang's deception caused them heavy losses, with people losing tens of percentage points and many going all-in and getting liquidated.

Xu Jiawei had taken a quick glance and noticed there seemed to be an incident in TVB's financial commentary room, with a commentator getting a heart attack from anger.

The host and other guests didn't look particularly well, likely to cuss as badly as they could if it weren't for the live broadcast.

These somewhat affluent financial professionals with some sense of occupational virtue reacted this way, let alone the general public who believed in Lu Liang's sweet words and were trapped; they must be wishing to tear him apart.

If possible, Xu Jiawei sincerely suggested that Lu Liang should return to the mainland these days and remote control from Shenzhen as needed.

"Relax, it's not that serious yet." Lu Liang said with a smile, as despair, leading to bloody revenge, requires a process.

The next two days are the weekend, and the Hong Kong stock market won't open; investors will hold on to a thread of hope until they see the despair.

Xu Jiawei pondered for a moment and suggested again, "Mr. Lu, why don't you take the A8 today?"

The company procured several vehicles for Lu Liang in Xiangjiang, besides the typical Maybach he rides, there's also a custom Audi A8.

Same as the one old Xu from Hengtai uses, costing over 8 million, with the entire car bulletproof, same material steel plate as an armored vehicle, capable of withstanding a rocket launcher.

Lu Liang couldn't help but laugh, chuckling, "Anything goes, you make the arrangements."

Shortly, a very sturdy-looking A8 drove out of the building's parking lot, heading towards the Racecourse Club.

Along the way, Lu Liang browsed local news and discovered that Xu Jiawei's concerns were not without merit.

The public opinion was entirely one-sided, with comment sections under various articles filled with curses involving ancestors going back eighteen generations.

Various hard-to-verify personal stories, like a single mother striving for years just to provide her child a home, only to see all her savings disappear, or someone relying on life-saving funds won from their battle with cancer, and articles or videos like this further fueled public anger.

Public condemnation suddenly became tangible.

"It seems it can't be delayed too long." Lu Liang's face grew serious; he didn't mind being scolded since it's not like he'd lose any flesh.

The critical issue is that some seem to be deliberately stirring emotions, trying to use this incident to further drive a wedge between people on both sides.

Like how a girl's murder led to legal amendments, triggering widespread public opinion.

The third wave seems imminent.

Half an hour later, Lu Liang arrived at the Racecourse Club and was guided to a private room by the staff.

Chen Jiebin took a deep breath and calmly said, "Lu Liang, can you talk to me about your thoughts?"

Even now, he still wanted to believe Lu Liang, considering that there were more motives beyond profit.

Chen Jiebin hoped Lu Liang would trust him, and for this reason, he just issued an order, instructing the news department colleagues to draft a statement in response to today's market situation: everything was just market behavior.