Still unable to sit still.
Discussion began on both sides.
Suppressing the stock price of one’s own company is no different from cutting one’s own flesh, anyone would be moved.
As a tycoon, Fujiwara Takuya could certainly understand these presidents’ feelings, and after giving them so ti to vent, he spoke again.
"I know this decision might be difficult, but the situation before us leaves no choice. All of you here are older than ; have you really not felt a sense of familiarity with today’s stock market?"
It was like piercing an inflated balloon with a needle.
That unwanted black mory uncontrollably floated in the presidents’ minds.
The once-glorious Dongying.
Tokyo at that ti was not only the light of Asia, it was even a beacon for the whole world!
But now.
Their suicide rate is sky-high, and the young people have been called Heisei failures, the once-confident, positive, brave, excellent Dongying people are gone never to return.
What was the cause?
It was the stock market crash from which they have not yet recovered!
Pain.
It was so painful.
A stock market crash shattered their joyous dream, and then the nightmare descended, causing the nation’s economy to regress decades!
Even now, they are paying for that stock market crash.
"President Fujiwara, aren’t you making this too serious? We are currently on very good terms with ilijian."
President Koenigsegg couldn’t help but speak up. Koenigsegg was based in the automation industry, with their business encompassing asuring instrunts, machine vision systems, and automation equipnt; they were the king of sensors in Dongying.
His comnts hit the nail on the head.
Who was responsible for the disaster back then?
It was ilijian.
And adhering to the principle of joining if you can’t beat them, they not only bore no grudges but instead took robbers as their fathers, always following their lead sincerely and respectfully. In such a situation, how could they possibly be dealt with?
"There is more than one ilijian in this world!"
Fujiwara Takuya inevitably carried personal emotional color.
As the top ruling class, he would certainly disdain to bow and scrape to others.
Especially when thinking of that condescending face.
His breath was even shorter.
Luckily, he was not soone who easily beca emotional, and after a brief loss of control, he quickly composed himself.
"Gentlen, there are many forces in the world with hidden ill intentions toward us. We must keep our eyes open and stay vigilant at all tis. This ti’s stock market situation is orchestrated by them, and for a one-ti solution, we must resolutely counterattack and make them feel real pain, so that they dare not harbor any ambitions towards our Great Dongying Empire."
Fujiwara Takuya leaned forward, pressing his hands on the table.
"They have inflated our stock market, pouring in real money, but this is our territory. If they have co, don’t let them leave. No matter the ans, you must bring the stock price down; make them lose everything!"
He was still excited.
Fujiwara Takuya took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and his voice beca calr.
He looked around the room.
"As far as I know, the enterprises represented by all of you here have seen their market values increase by at least 20%. Even if it drops by 15 points, they are still at a gain."
This was appealing with sentint and reason.
Exactly.
Winning over people by virtue is the right way.
Forcing people with pressure is not impossible, but it’s not conducive to unity.
There are actually more ruthless moves.
Making a massive shorting gesture oneself would make it utterly impossible for the people behind the scenes to recover.
But this is a double-edged sword, which could lead to defeat for both sides and is hard to accept widely.
As entrepreneurs, they are not unwilling to sacrifice and contribute to the country, but there needs to be a bottom line to the price they pay.
"Of course, I am only communicating and making suggestions on behalf of the governnt. If any of you are unwilling, you are not obliged to comply."
Though he said this, who wouldn’t understand the consequences of disagreeing.
Even if the eting room didn’t likely have gunn lying in wait, if they did not cooperate, there could be future difficulties in Dongying.
"I agree with President Fujiwara’s proposal."
"I also agree."
After a brief consideration, the presidents present quickly reached a decision, and without exception, all expressed their willingness to cooperate.
Finally earning a little face, Fujiwara Takuya smiled satisfactorily, "Rest assured, the nation and its people will not forget your contributions today."
The power of the Dongying consortium is indeed fierce and ferocious.
After the Nikkei Index surpassed the 40,000-point threshold, the glory didn’t last long before quickly falling, dropping to 39,000 points in a few days.
The sudden change certainly caused the once-boiling stock market to beco chaotic and restless.
Everyone said they ca in to scoop up money, yet now it’s starting to fall — who wouldn’t panic?
Especially those who entered at high positions, they are in shock, terrified of becoming the carriers of the burden.
It was like being doused with cold water, Dongying people’s enthusiasm for the stock market was sowhat quelled by this wave of decline.
"Chen Ge, the Dongying business community has taken action."
Inside the Peninsula Hotel.
Looking at the declining chart, Bai Zheli adjusted his glasses, "Didn’t expect them to be quite united."
A single enterprise selling stocks wouldn’t have such a big impact; it must be an alliance of listed Dongying enterprises working together to cool down the frenzied stock market.
"They must have been forced into unity. As businessn, while there may be patriots, not everyone can be patriotic. Cutting their own flesh with a knife isn’t a good feeling."
Jiang Chen remained unhurried, seemingly not nervous at all.
"Chen Ge, what do we do next?"
Looking at the stock market chart, Jiang Chen smacked his lips, "It’s too bloody. How can they self-mutilate? That’s not allowed; help them bandage the wounds back together."
Not allowed?
Bandage them back together?
At this ti, wouldn’t going with the flow be more appropriate?
The purpose of Dongying enterprises is definitely just to suppress the stock market, to let money flow out of the stock market and stop the public’s madness, not to really cause a stock market crash.
If we join in selling at this ti...
The Dongying people would inevitably eat their own bitter fruit!
Seemingly guessing what Bai Zheli was thinking, Jiang Chen looked at the computer screen and said with a smile, "It’s not ti yet, there aren’t enough Dongying investors involved."
Not enough?
"Chen Ge, there must be millions of new Dongying investors opening accounts for the first ti."
"Are there 35 million in total?"
Bai Zheli fell silent.
This number, every person of Shenzhou should know what it ans.
During that war concerning the survival of the entire nation, 35 million soldiers and civilians paid the price of blood and life for the future of the holand.
Adding the existing base of Dongying stock investors, the current number of stock accounts should exceed this 35 million number.
But.
Behind the gold-rimd glasses, the lens of Bai Zheli’s glasses flashed with a cold glimr.
It seems one can never have too much.
"Chen Ge, if we continue to follow up, they might still sell maliciously."
A large number of stocks flowing into the market will naturally cause prices to fall; conversely, prices will rise.
To restrain the decline, to continue propping up the stock market, only by acquiring the stocks that have been sold out.
Only then can continuous confidence be instilled in investors!
"If they are willing to sell, let them sell; they can’t possibly sell their entire company, right? These are the efforts of not just one, but possibly several generations."
"We take as much as they throw out?"
Bai Zheli tested the waters with his question.
Jiang Chen nodded casually, "Yes, whatever they sell, we will take it all."
"But...Chen Ge..."
Bai Zheli seed to have so unspeakable concern.
Jiang Chen smiled, patting him on the shoulder, "Don’t worry about the funds. As the saying goes, waking up from a dream in the midnight, and the great powers are us."
Bai Zheli couldn’t help but smile, "Alright, I won’t disturb your work anymore."
Jiang Chen patted his shoulder.
"It’s fine to laugh."
Bai Zheli took a breath.
"Alright then, I won’t disturb your work anymore."
Jiang Chen, looking at the computer screen, issued a quick and decisive order.
"Don’t give them a chance to breathe; follow through completely!"
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