Jin Zhe had long since made arrangements with several brokers. The plan was to wait for an opportune moment, inject a large amount of capital to acquire the stock at a low price, and then release news that a major multinational conglomerate intended to acquire the company. This would cause the stock price to skyrocket.
Once sold, the profit would be at least double the initial investment.
During this period, Jin Zhe hadn't even returned home, repeatedly confirming the availability of funds. Manipulating the market was a delicate art; any mistake in any step could lead to complete ruin.
This time, Ling Tian infiltrated the Jin family's headquarters again, his target being Jin Zhe. The intelligence provided by Yan Yu Ge had meticulously detailed Jin Zhe's situation.
Seeing Jin Zhe enter the restroom, Ling Tian quickly followed.
As Jin Zhe finished relieving himself in a stall, he turned around, and a talisman was slapped directly onto his face. Jin Zhe instantly lost consciousness, as if something had been injected into his mind.
After a while, he regained consciousness and looked around, finding nothing unusual.
Jin Zhe shook his head with a wry smile, attributing it to recent sleepless nights and hallucinations.
He had no idea that certain things had already been implanted in his mind, nor did he realize that the five minutes he had lost consciousness had quietly passed.
Meanwhile, Ling Tian had already swaggered out of the Jin family's headquarters.
Jin Zhe exited the restroom and resumed his work as usual, as if nothing had happened.
The next morning, Jin Peng and his trusted subordinates gathered in the conference room. The computers were ready, awaiting the auspicious opening of the stock market.
At that very moment, the big boss, Jin Tianxiang, even made a special call to encourage everyone, promising substantial rewards.
In the afternoon, once the positive news was released, they would immediately sell their shares, harvest the "leeks," and pocket their large bonuses.
Jin Zhe conveyed this news to his subordinates, who immediately became energized. Nothing could boost morale more than substantial bonuses.
Finally, the market opening time arrived. Jin Zhe's eyes were fixed on the large screen on the wall, displaying the overall market trend.
An hour later, he felt it was about time and gave the order: "Buy Hengtai Auto. Buy as much as you can!"
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned. The stock they had been researching and planning to manipulate was called Yingyi Shares.
The Hengtai Auto Jin Zhe mentioned was reportedly a company established by a certain conglomerate to raise capital for its listing. It had been in existence for four to five years, burning through hundreds of billions, yet its products only appeared on PowerPoint presentations.
It was said that a large number of retail investors and institutions had been severely burned by this stock. Its price had been continuously falling for months, now only a tenth of its initial offering price, and it was on the verge of being delisted.
Anyone with even a rudimentary understanding of stocks knew that this stock was a black hole, a trap to be avoided at all costs.
However, they never imagined that their superior, Jin Zhe, would order them to use all their funds to purchase this abysmal stock!
"Boss, are you sure? Are you telling us to go all-in on Hengtai Auto?" a subordinate asked cautiously.
"Nonsense, didn't you understand what I said? Just buy Hengtai Auto!"
"But, our plan was to acquire Yingyi Shares... Besides, the risk with Hengtai Auto is too great..." the subordinate mumbled softly.
"Slap!" Jin Zhe flew into a rage, raising his hand and throwing his thermos cup, which hit the subordinate directly.
"Why are you spouting so much nonsense? Are you the manager or am I? Is my word not good enough? As for this plan, do you understand what a smokescreen is!"
The subordinate's expression changed. Jin Zhe's actions clearly showed a lack of trust in them, but there was nothing they could do. In the financial industry, profit always came first; integrity was a joke.
Many companies engaged in backroom dealings and stock manipulation to harvest "leeks." When their subordinates learned of this and wanted a piece of the action, it often led to severe repercussions from regulatory bodies.
However, these individuals had no idea that after a month of preparation, everything except raising capital was a smokescreen!
Despite their dissatisfaction and confusion, they could only follow Jin Zhe's instructions.
In less than half an hour, tens of billions of funds flowed into the stock market through hundreds of private accounts controlled by Jin Zhe and his associates, aggressively buying up Hengtai Auto shares.
This operation stunned the entire stock market. No one could have imagined that someone would be aggressively buying such a stock, which was considered as worthless as dog feces.
Especially those who were trapped in this stock, some even contemplating suicide, were now enveloped in a sense of immense happiness.
They never thought they would have a chance to escape this stock, so they dumped vast quantities of shares, completely depleting the funds Jin Zhe had prepared.
After completing this, Jin Zhe suddenly felt a bit dizzy. He told his subordinates, "I'm feeling sleepy. I'm going to take a nap. You guys proceed according to the plan!"
His subordinates exchanged glances but could only comply.
More than three hours later, around noon, Jin Zhe was sleeping soundly on the long chair in his office. Suddenly, a cup of hot water was poured over his head, drenching his face.
"Ah!" Jin Zhe cried out and fell heavily from the chair. The sensation of hot water on his face was unbearable, especially when woken up like this. Anyone would be in a bad mood.
He immediately rolled over, trying to find the perpetrator, only to see the furious Jin Tianxiang and his son, Jin Peng, standing before him.
Jin Peng stepped forward and kicked him in the chest, sending him crashing against the wall. He felt a severe blow and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Bo... Boss, why are you hitting me!"
Jin Zhe slumped to the ground, his face a mask of disbelief. He couldn't fathom being treated this way after dedicating himself to the Jin family, having not had a full night's sleep in over a month!
"You... look at what you've done!" Jin Peng roared.
"I... I haven't done anything. I've already gone all-in on the stock as per the plan. We just need to wait for the good news to be released! Besides, I haven't slept much these past few days. What's wrong with taking a short rest..." Jin Zhe said, on the verge of tears, but he dared not retort to Jin Peng. He knew very well that his young master was prone to killing.