Reborn: Shorting My Father's Company to Become the Richest Man
Chapter 327

Wall Street Got Serious

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"Director Shen You're welcome." Zhao Chen's tone remained unchanged, "What's the matter?"

Shen Jue smiled on the other end of the phone. The smile sounded a bit forced:

"It's nothing serious, I just have a question I want to ask you."

Zhao Chen Waiting.

Shen Jue said:

"Bitcoin, have you heard about what happened in the past two days?"

Zhao Chen said:

"I heard it. There's a lot of commotion."

Shen Jue said:

"It's like this. Just now, a few friends in the circle were chatting and talking about the Bitcoin market.

Everyone is quite curious - didn't you like this song that you liked a lot? Did you... run away this time?"

Zhao Chen was silent for a second.

"Director Shen Why do you suddenly care about this?"

He asked with a smile, with a hint of ridicule in his tone, "Weren't you not interested in the currency circle before?"

Shen Jue also laughed, but the laughter sounded a bit unnatural:

"Isn't this just out of curiosity? Several friends in my circle have suffered a bit badly this time. I also want to know who ran away and who didn't."

Zhao Chen said:

"So you won't also buy Bitcoin Forum?"

Shen Jue said:

"I didn't participate, but many of my friends did."

Zhao Chen leaned on the back of the chair and looked out the window at the night.

"I ran away. The increase was too scary, and my heart couldn't stand it," he said.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second.

Shen Jue asked:

"How many positions do you have? Are they all gone?"

Zhao Chen said:

"Of course, if you don't run away, why don't you still have time to celebrate the New Year?

I didn't buy much. I bought more than 20,000 coins in total.

You also know that I spent more money in the past and reduced a lot of positions.

The rest will be sold out in batches starting from 14,000, and will be cleared after more than 17,000. The average price is about 15,000."

Zhao Chen said a bunch of random data.

Shen Jue was silent for two seconds, and then asked:

"Then who do you think will be the one who smashes the market above 17,000?"

Zhao Chen laughed:

"Director Shen, this is a bit of a big question. If I knew who it was, I would be a god."

Shen Jue also laughed:

"That's right."

She paused, with a hint of helplessness in her tone:

"Zhao Chen, don't think too much. I'm just curious.

Friends around me said that they bought Bitcoin after watching the video of your speech on Zhengfa University.

They said that you used to be a well-known bull in the domestic currency circle, and you began to be firmly bullish on Bitcoin last November.

You didn't make any movement at all this time, and you didn't send Weibo, so I found it strange, so I asked."

Zhao Chen said:

"I understand, I understand. I don't want to be in the limelight anymore, and I tend to be jealous of others, so Weibo rarely publishes anything."

Shen Jue said:

"Okay. Then I won't disturb you."

Zhao Chen said:

"Okay. Director Shen Go to bed early."

The phone hangs up.

Su Wantang looked at him:

"Shen Jue is testing you?"

Zhao Chen nodded:

"Yes. There is someone next to her."

Su Wantang was stunned for a moment:

"Is there anyone around?"

Zhao Chen said:

"The tone of her words today was wrong, too polite, not like her.

And the questions she asked were too direct, not like her style."

He paused:

"There should be someone listening and asking her to make this call."

Su Wantang asked:

"Then what you just said..."

Zhao Chen said:

"Half truths and half lies, as long as we don't admit it, they can guess whatever they want."

He smiled:

"And I deliberately said, 'Start selling in batches from 14,000'. This time point does not match the time point of the market crash.

As long as we don't follow the facts, it doesn't matter if we guess it?"

Su Wantang leaned on his shoulder:

"Would it be bad for you?"

Zhao Chen thought for a while:

"At most, we will be targeted in the capital market in the future. As long as we are careful, those people will not be able to target us."

Shen Jue hangs up the phone and puts the phone back on the table.

There were three people sitting opposite.

There was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a young man with a short haircut, and a fat middle-aged man with a sinewy face.

"It's really not him?" Gold-rimmed glasses asked.

Shen Jue leans on the back of the chair:

"You also heard that he said that he did run away. It will be distributed in batches starting from 14,000, and the quantity is not large."

The short-haired man frowned:

"The news from Wall Street says that the people who smashed the market are in Hong Kong or mainland China. The only person who can open a position at a very low price is Zhao Chen."

Shen Jue shook his head:

"He was still a student at that time, but he didn't have that much money to open a position Bitcoin."

Gold-rimmed glasses asked:

"Then will he cooperate with others?"

Shen Jue shakes his head:

"Probably not. He was still a college student at that time. Who would believe him?"

The middle-aged fat man sneered:

"That's not necessarily the case!"

Shen Jue looked at him:

"Do you think he would tell me if he was really involved in this crash?"

The fat middle-aged man choked on her.

The short-haired man asked:

"Is it really not related to him? As long as we can confirm some useful information, Wall Street will not treat us badly!"

Shen Jue thought for a while:

"350,000 pieces, what kind of magnitude is that? It's not something he can do."

The gold-rimmed glasses nodded:

"That makes sense. 350,000 coins are not something a college student can save."

He stood up:

"Okay, let's put this aside for a while. It won't be found out anyway."

Shen Jue also stood up:

"Then I'll leave first."

She walked to the door and suddenly turned back:

"By the way, I think you should change your perspective."

The three people looked at her.

Shen Jue said:

"He is just a lucky retail investor, nothing special."

She smiled:

"No need to waste energy."

The door is closed.

Private Room was quiet for a few seconds.

The gold-rimmed glasses sighed:

"It seems it has nothing to do with Zhao Chen."

The short-haired man asked:

"Then let's just forget it? Are we still looking for it?"

gold glasses says:

"What else can we do? Bitcoin can't be found. What a waste."

The fat middle-aged man cursed and said no more.

Half an hour later, Zhao Chen mobile phone rang again.

It's a message from Shen Jue:

"Don't worry about what happened just now. Someone wants to investigate you, and I really can't stop you."

Zhao Chen looked at the message and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

He replied:

"It's okay. I really don't know who the person is who smashed the plate."

Shen Jue reply in seconds:

"I told them the same thing. You were still a student a year ago and it was impossible for you to spend a large amount of money to build a position Bitcoin."

After a while, Shen Jue sent another message:

"I found that someone at Wall Street promised them benefits and asked them to get information about the person who smashed the deal. I feel like the people at Wall Street are serious about it."

Zhao Chen replied, "Wish them good luck!"

Then Zhao Chen smiled and handed the phone to Su Wantang to look at.

Su Wantang also laughed after reading:

"You guys look really good in this play."

Zhao Chen said:

"In the mall, sometimes you have to act."

He held her hand:

"But there's no need to act in front of you."

Su Wantang leaned on his shoulder:

"That's good."

Outside the window, the night is getting darker.

The city is still brightly lit.

And those temptations, suspicions, and games hidden in the dark have just begun.

But Zhao Chen is not afraid at all.

Because he has cards in his hand, 8.2 billion US dollars.

And he knows how to play to maximize profits.

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