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

"Xiao Xu, is it true or not?"

Zheng Jiachun, upon hearing the news, immediately called Xu Jiayin, hoping to get a definitive answer.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm really sorry, but Mr. Lu offered conditions that neither I nor Hengtai could refuse."

Xu Jiayin's apologetic voice came through the receiver, and Zheng Jiachun questioned coldly, "What conditions?"

He glanced at the people beside him, including Liu Cixin on the display screen, each with a drastic change in their expression.

No one cared to greet each other; they quickly walked to a secluded corner, making calls to prepare funds.

Even Xingheng alone holds a cash flow of billions of US dollars, not to mention private equity and quantitative funds.

If Lu Liang planned to go all out, the more than 50 billion Hong Kong Dollars they prepared in advance was far from sufficient.

This is their family legacy, it cannot be lost. They must do everything they can to prepare more funds, much more funds.

"Very sorry, Mr. Zheng."

Old Xu turned on the speaker function, browsing today's financial news on his own.

He knew Zheng Jiachun's intentions were nothing more than promising better conditions to win him over.

After all, they claimed externally that it was just an agency of equity, not a transfer, indicating there was room for negotiation.

This was also Lu Liang's plan, to create the image of Hengtai waiting for the right price in this event to the outside world.

First, it could hide Hengtai's true intentions, and second, whether or not there are fish, it's better to cast a couple of rods first.

As the saying goes, "All warfare is based on deception,"

Trying doesn't cost anything, you might catch a big fish unwittingly.

Zheng Jiachun was silent for a long time and suddenly asked, "Xiao Xu, how much funding can Hengtai provide for assistance?"

In the situation where the Li family of Cheung Shing Group doesn't act, the Zheng family, which has Zhou Da Fu and New World, is the strongest local force in Xiangjiang.

"Hit a snake at its seven inches, capture the king first when catching the thief."

If Lu Liang's first target is Huaren Real Estate, then the second target must surely be New World.

A sparkle flashed in Xu Jiayin's eyes as he sighed, "Mr. Zheng, although Hengtai still has some reserve funds, Mr. Lu hasn't treated me poorly, you see, this puts me in a difficult position."

"Do you really think Lu Liang can devour our four families? Betting on both sides is the way of the wise..."

Zheng Jiachun coaxed softly and finally played the emotional card: "Xiao Xu, do you remember when we first met?"

"Of course I remember, I wouldn't dare to forget."

Xu Jiayin squinted his eyes; the more the past was brought up, the more he wanted to kill the other person.

It's like someone who has succeeded and returned home in glory; there are always old guys who lean on their age, always bringing up childhood tales.

Although it was Zheng Jiachun's late father who was involved, since he inherited his blessing, he must also bear his sins.

Ten years ago, the mainland had not yet developed, and Hengtai Group was only in the top 20 in the real estate industry.

At that time, he came to Xiangjiang and stayed for three months.

It was nothing like the rumors that he gained the support of Hong Kong Capital Group just by playing a few games of cards with the bigwigs.

The bitterness of it, perhaps only he himself knows.

Xu Jiayin pondered for a long time and said in a deep voice, "At most, Hengtai can provide 50 billion RMB."

"My father indeed did not misjudge you back then." Zheng Jiachun was overjoyed.

Hengtai's 7.2 billion US dollars, plus their existing 3.2 billion US dollars, along with Zhou Da Fu's 20.22% equity stake.

As long as there's no stinginess in fund investment, they can surely get ahead of Lu Liang, reaching the 33.4% relative control line.

At that time, even if Lu Liang has more money, he can't take New World Development away from the Zheng family.

Xu Jiayin said slowly, "If I am not mistaken, there is still a piece of land next to East District Taikoo City."

The land in Xiangjiang is not scarce, it's just that the government and real estate enterprises hold back development to maintain property prices.

But real estate companies need to make money, after all, getting a piece of land and building a 50 or 60-story building can easily sell for hundreds of billions.

Last year, the Zheng family used some magical means to flatten a park in the East District of the golden Xiangjiang Island and changed the land's nature.

If it can be developed into a high-end mall integrating commercial, residential, and entertainment, not only can they sit and wait to cash in, but it can also elevate Hengtai's reputation in Xiangjiang.

Zheng Jiachun's smile remained, but his tone grew colder, "Xiao Xu, don't be too greedy."

He had just been puzzled about when Xu Jiayin became so generous, willing to provide 50 billion in aid.

After all, that piece of land is a full 58 acres, already the largest undeveloped land left in Xiangjiang City.

Calling it the King of Lands is not an exaggeration.

Xu Jiayin laughed, "Mr. Zheng, Hengtai can take a step back, and let us develop it together."

Zheng Jiachun thought for a long time, unable to help but sigh deeply, "Xiao Xu, Xiao Xu, perhaps no one could have predicted that you would become the biggest winner in this struggle, regardless of win or lose."

New World needs 50 billion RMB in aid. Even if peeled by Hengtai, it is an unavoidable situation.

"Mr. Zheng, you flatter me."

Xu Jiayin laughed heartily, just as if winning both sides, genuinely happy from the heart.

"When can the funds arrive?" Zheng Jiachun asked.

"At the fastest, I estimate by next Monday."

"Can't it be faster?"

Zheng Jiachun furrowed his brows; he had studied Lu Liang's past achievements, and this guy, whenever he took action, it was earth-shattering, famous for his blitzkrieg tactics internationally.

Counting today, there are still four working days.

In just one day and night, Lu Liang's indirect ownership of New World shares reached 14.25%.

Although the first day was full of surprises, the amount of capital he controlled was indeed intimidating.

If he uses the funds aggressively, by next Monday, everything will be settled.

"This is already the fastest; you know the domestic situation—money comes in easily but goes out with difficulty."

Xu Jiayin bit his nails, trying hard to contain his excitement; it had come down to the most crucial moment.

Zheng Jiachun frowned, pondering for a while: "Xiao Xu, can I trust you?"

He couldn't help but worry; if Xu Jiayin could betray them once, he could do it a second time.

Xu Jiayin said seriously: "Mr. Zheng, we are all businessmen. Isn't it ridiculous to talk only about credibility?"

"True."

Zheng Jiachun laughed bitterly, realizing he didn't really have a choice.

He said: "Let Hengtai help us acquire stocks, regardless of the amount, New World will repurchase at a 20% premium afterward."

"I'll have the Hengtai manager on the Xiangjiang side draft a simple contract to reassure everyone with black and white text."

Xu Jiayin was already mentally prepared for reneging on the deal and engaging in long-term lawsuits. After all, compared to acquiring New World Development and entering the Xiangjiang Market, the reputational damage was like a mosquito bite—insignificant.

Zheng Jiachun glanced at the time; there were only a few minutes left before pre-market trading started. Suddenly, he asked, "Last night, when Lu Liang came over, what did you talk about?"

Xu Jiayin smiled with eyes narrowed: "Just some casual chat, but I think I can guess his primary target."

"Who is it?" Zheng Jiachun asked, but instinctively glanced at the display screen on the table.

Liu Cixin's figure was centered, but due to the camera's field of view limitations, only a fixed angle was visible.

"You probably have the answer in mind, don't you?"

"I think so too."

Zheng Jiachun sighed.

Each of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea is showing their abilities. If Liu Cixin doesn't have a way to save himself, Huaren Real Estate is bound to be sacrificed.

He only hoped Liu Cixin could hold out a bit longer, to exhaust more of Lu Liang's capital—such a sacrifice would be worthwhile.

Just as Zheng Jiachun ended the call with Xu Jiayin, Guo and Li returned from their conversation in the corner, though their expressions weren't particularly good.

In a tug-of-war with Lu Liang, or a pure battle for shares, he had at least 30 billion US dollars at his disposal. How could they contend with him?

Though friends were willing to lend money, since it was unlike other situations with no risk of the funds disappearing,

none were exceptions in advising them to do their best,

to best contact Lu Liang privately and have a proper conversation.

After all, Liu Cixin wasn't in Xiangjiang—just sell Huaren Real Estate directly, and maybe the matter would be resolved.

It seemed evenly matched now; they even had the home advantage, with each family holding at least ten to twenty percent of the shares.

But Lu Liang's real trump card hadn't appeared yet. As long as he decided to rally people, the funds he could mobilize were limitless.

The two made a discreet gesture towards Zheng Jiachun behind Liu Cixin's back.

Zheng Jiachun nodded slightly, whispering, "Wait. Surrendering too easily does us no good."

He was not only helping Liu Cixin but also himself. Now he could sacrifice Liu Cixin decisively; in the future, he could be the one sacrificed just as decisively.

At 9 AM, the Hong Kong stock market started pre-market trading, and the four groups that were branded yesterday soared together.

New World Development, having the highest market value, rose by 12.88%, its market capacity surpassing 100 billion, with a surge of 11.8 billion Hong Kong Dollars.

Witnessing this scene,

investors in the Hong Kong stock market went completely frantic.

With no price limit in place, there was another surge during pre-market trading, jumping from 33 to 38 dollars.

In just a few minutes, the market cap surged again by 12.4 billion Hong Kong Dollars, and New World Development's market value reached 115.9 billion Hong Kong Dollars.

At this moment, a sudden rumor spread that Lu Liang had reached a settlement with the four major families, and the drama was about to conclude.

"WTF, is this true? Don't trick me."

"I just bought in at the high of 38 dollars, and now you're telling me this?"

"Is this to shake up stockholders before even starting the fight?"

For a moment, rumors flew everywhere.

Obvious rumors, yet many still believed, thinking they had already earned enough, rushed to sell off their precious holdings at the opening.

Meanwhile,

in the office of the 82nd floor of Phase 2 of Plaza Building.

Upon hearing the rumors, Lu Liang chuckled silently—this was a traditional skill in the Hong Kong stock market.

Someone would always bribe some media scholars to artificially create bearish or bullish news, then profit from it.

"Mr. Liang, start the quantitative model, and sweep the goods," through the earpiece, Lu Liang was arranging today's tactics.

Today's strategy was to have no strategy. The poor need strategic maneuvering; the rich just need firepower coverage.

Although raising stock prices would increase costs, those costs are relative, and they would also increase the main party's repurchase costs.

Anyway, they had enough funds, with the help of a quantitative model, and they had money—stockpiling speed was also fast enough.

Even though Zheng Jiachun might have doubted Old Xu's intentions, when the ammunition ran out and the strength was exhausted, he could only passively believe in Old Xu.