Luofeng looked at everyone as they gathered around and said, "Today’s profit is around 1.6 billion yuan, a sixteen percent return. I didn’t liquidate everything, though. Let’s see how it goes tomorrow!"
Everyone present was stunned.
After three to five seconds, cheering burst out.
"Damn it, 1.6 billion yuan? Then my ten percent share is 160 million yuan, right?" Lin Xiaoyun exclaid.
"I’ve got my purebred horse now!" Chen Dali cheered.
"Guys, you go ahead and cheer. I’m going to sleep first!" Luofeng said with a yawn.
After that, Luofeng went to a corner and checked a mattress; it hadn’t been slept on.
Li Bo Kai was taken aback. "Brother Feng, you’re not going upstairs?" Such a goddess from the dance departnt, and he’s not going to ’make trouble’ with her? He’s going to squeeze in here with us? That’s illogical.
"Miss Ferrari went back. The dance beauty has her period. Plus, she’s already asleep, so I won’t bother going up. I’m beat from watching the stock market all day!" Luofeng said as he leaned on the mattress.
「The next morning.」
Luofeng finally woke up around noon—no, it was precisely noon.
At noon, Luofeng had lunch with Qin Rubing. In the afternoon, he discussed the U.S. Stocks situation with everyone.
Around 10:00 PM, everyone started working on ti.
At 10:30 PM, U.S. Stocks officially opened. Just as Luofeng had predicted, Honda’s stock price began to climb steadily as soon as the market opened.
There was no helping it. So many people were buying in, and a Shadow Group with tens of billions in capital was being wiped out by Honda.
They even marched boldly with banners declaring Honda’s faults, only to see it all crumble away. This just proved Honda was standing straight and feared no crooked shadows. They tried to ss with Honda and failed, right? Otherwise, why would the stock price rise?
The Shadow Group’s disunity completely played into Honda’s hands. It had to be said, Honda’s skill in hyping this situation was truly remarkable.
They tried to defa Honda, couldn’t succeed, and ended up disappearing themselves.
At the opening, Honda’s stock price had reached $38.98 and was still climbing.
Luofeng and his team had already gone all-in, so they were now just spectators.
However, Luofeng was surprised to find that the entities who were aggressively buying shares yesterday were still doing so today.
One of them was Berkshire Hathaway; the other remained unknown.
An hour later, the stock price had reached $39.99, just one cent short of the $40 mark.
Honda hadn’t seen such a high stock price for a long ti.
"Boss Luo, should we sell now?" Chen Ping inquired.
"Wait a bit longer!"
Luofeng naturally had a plan and wasn’t in a hurry.
At 1:00 AM, Honda’s stock price reached $43.66, its second-highest in history.
It was just three cents short of the all-ti high.
"Sell!" Luofeng ordered.
Of course, the two big buyers were still frantically buying, trying to push Honda’s stock price even higher.
But at this mont, Luofeng and his team suddenly dumped their shares.
Over 43.8 million shares continuously flooded the U.S. stock market, pushing the price down from $43.66 to $43.20, and it was still dropping.
However, the two big buyers continued their purchasing spree.
So? How could the other traders not follow suit?
In the U.S. stock market, Honda’s stock price fluctuated between $43.20 and $43.50.
Based on Honda’s current stock price, the total value of the shares held by Luofeng’s company was around 1.9 billion US dollars.
Initially, they thought that their selling would drive the stock price down, leading to lesser earnings. However, because the two major players were still aggressively buying, this potential decrease was neutralized.
So, Luofeng and his team made a fortune.
After accounting for any losses, their profit was around thirty-two percent.
This ant an inco of 3.2 billion yuan.
That was real, genuine profit.
"Listen up, everyone! We’re done for today. Let’s continue tomorrow!" Luofeng announced.
"Brother Feng, did our profit exceed three billion yuan?" soone asked.
"Look at the chart yourselves. It’s about 3.229 billion yuan in total!"
"Is that the profit we’re taking ho?"
"Of course!"
In the tearoom, everyone’s eyes lit up.
This much profit in just two days! It was incredible. Who knew what would happen next?
At 11:00 AM that morning—no, it was 11:00 AM *this* very morning—Luofeng, Chen Dali, and a few others were sleeping in the tearoom.
「anwhile, in Capital City’s Purple Light District on East Four Road.」
This was the ho of Duanmu Yunji’s maternal aunt. Today, Duanmu Yunji was dressed simply in a casual sports tracksuit and a down jacket, with a knit cap, looking like a regular college student.
Her expensive jewelry and Cosmos wristwatch were all hidden by the down jacket.
The only standout piece was the Lotus Ring, a Van Cleef & Arpels creation.
But to an ordinary person, it wouldn’t be noticeable at all. Who would guess that this small item alone was worth 250,000 yuan?
Today, Duanmu Yunji was accompanying her mother, Yuan Bingqian, to greet so relatives. Her mother was a piano teacher, so Duanmu Yunji had also followed that path.
Duanmu Yunji was sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing with her phone. Hearing a knock on the main security door, she got up and peered through the peephole. "Second Aunt, Cousin Tiancheng!"
Yuan Bingqing, her aunt, smiled and said, "Yunji is here too! You’ve beco even more beautiful!"
Duan Tiancheng glanced at his cousin. He was inwardly speechless; his cousin was truly stunning, comparable to a major movie star.
"Hello, Cousin Yunji!" Duan Tiancheng greeted.
Duanmu Yunji nodded, then turned and went back into the living room.
Yuan Bingqing and Duan Tiancheng hadn’t closed the door yet when another woman’s voice called out, "Second Aunt, Tiancheng, you’ve arrived!"
It was Duanmu Yunji’s eldest maternal aunt, Yuan Binghong, and her daughter, Wang Fangfang.
"Hello, Cousin Fangfang!" Duan Tiancheng said politely.
Wang Fangfang replied, "Hi, Tiancheng!"
The three of them entered the house together.
After greeting Wang Fangfang, Duanmu Yunji went back to playing with her phone.
Duan Tiancheng, trying to find a topic to chat with Duanmu Yunji, said, "Cousin Yunji, we just saw a car downstairs that would really suit you!"
Duanmu Yunji put down her phone. "What car?"
"Tiancheng, you’re talking about the BMW M8 Competition, right?" Wang Fangfang interjected.
"Yes, that car! It’s Barcelona Blue, looks amazing, and has great performance! Plus, the license plate would be perfect for you, Cousin Yunji!" Duan Tiancheng said.
Yuan Bingqian walked into the living room, curious. "What license plate?"
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