"Biyue Bay Beach? What kind of news could come out of that place?"
Although these media bosses were usually well-connected,
they did not keep an eye on everything.
"Haha! Biyue Bay Beach was once something Long Jun had his eye on, but someone took it from him later for some unknown reason. Long Jun couldn't swallow that anger and had been waiting for a chance to get revenge. Well, now his chance has come! I heard Biyue Bay Beach is rushing construction. If some accident happened, or if the boss was too harsh and the workers inside became dissatisfied, caused trouble, and someone died..."
Everyone had made it this far by following trending topics in this line of work, so they immediately understood what he meant.
What was news? What was a hot topic?
It was something everyone paid attention to!
It was something that made people dissatisfied, something that enraged them when they saw it.
If... something happened at this construction site, along with a little scandal, and workers caused trouble, Zhuang Xin's character would immediately be exposed.
Would anyone still believe Zhuang Xin then? Would anyone still speak up for him?
He would immediately be beaten back to square one!
Once they had an idea, they immediately took action!
Three days later, numerous media bosses jointly found the right people. Early that morning, they went to the construction site and found the foreman!
"Old Jiang." An older, thin-faced man of short stature bought two bottles of drinks from a small shop outside the construction site and sat down with the helmeted foreman.
"No one comes to the temple without a reason. Lai San, what are you doing here?"
The two knew each other, and they had known each other for quite some time.
When it came to real estate, there were inevitably some shady dealings.
When shady methods were needed to settle them, Lai San was the head of a gang of hooligans.
"Hehe, Brother Jiang, I'm not here for anything major. I just have a small favor I'd like you to help me with." Lai San smiled at Jiang Zhong, then took out an envelope stuffed full of cash—at least tens of thousands. "Take this money first. It's just a little taste. I've prepared another three million for you afterward. As long as you're willing, all this money will be yours."
Jiang Zhong looked at the envelope and fell silent.
Usually, he was the one making arrangements and handing out money. Today, the situation had been reversed.
This hooligan had brought money to give him?
"Tell me what it is first!"
"Sure!" Lai San took out a cigarette, handed one to Jiang Zhong, and slowly laid out the plan.
The main point was to have Jiang Zhong stir up some trouble. Ideally, at a critical moment, it would cost someone their life.
They wanted to expose the dark side of the construction site.
The bigger the disturbance, the better. The more vicious, the better.
However, after Jiang Zhong heard him out, his face immediately darkened. He shot to his feet and backhanded Lai San across the face.
Having worked at construction sites for years, he had immense strength. He sent Lai San tumbling with one slap. "Damn it, if you want to get yourself killed, don't drag me into it!"
After saying that, he picked up the envelope, threw it in Lai San's face, and turned to walk into the construction site.
But he was absolutely furious inside!
What place was this? Biyue Bay Beach!
Who had arranged the work here? Zhu Zuo, the real estate tycoon of Juncheng, a man who could practically cover the sky with one hand.
Before he came here, Zhu Zuo had already instructed him that nothing could happen here. Otherwise, he alone would be held accountable.
Did those little punks who had come to cause trouble before really think they had taken the money and left on their own?
Pah! Jiang Zhong had arranged for people to deal with all of them.
They were probably still lying in the hospital. The money they had been given was actually medical expenses.
And now someone else wanted him to cause trouble?
Was Jiang Zhong crazy, or was Lai San crazy?
If others wanted to die, they could go ahead. Jiang Zhong still wanted to live a few more years!
As for Lai San, he was completely dumbfounded.
This was not right.
He knew Jiang Zhong. The man was greedy for money and lustful, and he had often gone out for spa services with people like them.
Why was he acting so righteous now? He would not even take the money? It was several million! Enough for Jiang Zhong to buy a house.
"Hmph! Jiang Zhong, Jiang Zhong. I originally wanted you to earn a little too, but it looks like I can only make this money myself!"
With that, Lai San covered his swollen red face and left with a grimace.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Xin was lying on his bed, happily watching videos on Doushi and notices about major media outlets having their accounts banned. He was grinning from ear to ear.
Those bastards who would do anything for traffic—if he did not teach them a lesson, they would really think they were something special.
After watching it twice, he finally closed Doushi in satisfaction.
At the same time, his phone rang. The caller ID read "Stock Staff." The moment he saw it, Zhuang Xin knew it was Wang Dong.
At that moment, Wang Dong was in the stock trading hall.
Three days had passed since Zhuang Xin last bought stocks.
The first two days had been fine. They dipped a little each day, without much change.
He had thought Zhuang Xin's money would slowly lose value like that, but early this morning—
something happened!
And it was something big.
The few stocks Zhuang Xin had bought suddenly began skyrocketing as if they had gone mad...
Yes, not an ordinary rise, but a surge!
They had doubled the moment the market opened. Wang Dong had thought they would rise first and then fall, but that was not the case... Those stocks kept climbing, like rockets blasting straight into the sky.
"He picked up!"
Seeing the call go through, Wang Dong hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhuang, the stocks you bought have risen! It looks like they have a chance to climb to more than triple their value before the market closes today!"
When Zhuang Xin had bought them, they had cost just over two yuan.
Now they had risen to 5.8 yuan and showed no sign of stopping.
In other words, Zhuang Xin had invested 140 million in those stocks. If he sold them now, their total value would be over 400 million.
"Alright, I understand." Zhuang Xin sounded calm, as though he had expected this all along.
And he had indeed expected it. Since the system ability was called Stock Prediction, surely it would not screw him over?
Even if the increase had not been substantial, they would still rise at least a little.
They were still far short of his expectations.
"Oh, right. Tomorrow at noon, help me sell all these stocks, then switch them to Center Technology. Make sure everything is sold and bought by tomorrow night, understand?"
Zhuang Xin hesitated for a moment before deciding to tell him in advance, lest there was not enough time tomorrow.
"Ah? Start selling at twelve noon? Alright, I understand." Wang Dong agreed, wanting to say something else, but Zhuang Xin suddenly hung up.
Listening to the beeping from the phone, Wang Dong smiled bitterly.
He had thought Zhuang Xin had entered the market recklessly. Who would have thought he had calculated things so precisely?
The stocks Zhuang Xin had chosen had begun falling from over ten yuan some time ago and had been declining for more than half a year.
This time, Zhuang Xin had suddenly bought at the bottom, and the stocks had surged, directly tripling in value!
Was that something an ordinary person could imagine?
Could Mr. Zhuang have insider information? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?
Wang Dong could not figure it out, but he still thought that perhaps, if he got the chance later, he could ask Zhuang Xin.
He simply refused to believe that anyone could trade stocks with such accuracy.
As for Zhuang Xin, he was lazing around at home.
He had been busy everywhere these past few days, running all over the place. He really was quite tired.
He planned to rest for a day first. As for everything else, he would deal with it after today passed.
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