A Hundredfold Profit Overnight, For Real

He had thought Arctic Ice had victory in the bag, only for Peter Pan to be stalking him from behind like the mantis stalks the cicada.

But none of them knew who the real oriole was.

"Keep monitoring how things develop." After Lin Qiye finished speaking, he took off his Bluetooth earpiece. Wearing the thing for too long made his ears hurt.

He handed a big bundle of skewered meat to Jiang Dabao, then walked up behind Tian Nina.

The second part of the anti-fraud short had already been finished. This section was mainly drawn from the process of the students of Southwest University of Industry joining forces to set up the scammers.

Because quite a lot of people were involved, and to give everyone a chance, Tian Nina was carefully arranging the lines. Messages in the newly created QQ group on her phone poured in nonstop.

After watching for a while, Jiang Dabao called from the other side, "Time for grilled skewers! The Jiang family's ancestral skewers are spreading their fragrance all over Erhai Lake!"

He brought over plates loaded with skewers, and the aroma of cumin mingled with beef fat instantly stirred everyone's appetite.

Lin Qiye took a handful and tasted them.

He had to admit, when Jiang Dabao made a move, it really was something else. They were no different from the old late-night barbecue joints.

Tempted by the food, even Tian Nina could not hold back. She replied in the QQ group, "That's it for today. I'm going to eat fragrant barbecue."

Then, ignoring the complaints in the QQ group, she also joined the ranks of those wiping out the barbecue.

Six young people, nearly six jin of beef skewers, half a jin of beef aorta, half a jin of beef fat, plus pork belly, eggplant, and chives.

Along with two cases of beer.

After three hours of hard fighting, half of them had fallen, and the remaining half were not doing too well either.

Lin Qiye carried Tian Nina back to the RV, then helped Wang Meijia carry Li Nanguang into the tent.

There was also Jiang Dabao, who was sleeping like a dead pig. Lin Qiye and the dizzy Jiang Wanxin each took one end, head and feet, and somehow dragged him back into the tent.

By the time all this was done, the sun had already set, and the last trace of afterglow had vanished between the distant mountains.

Aside from the drunken muttering, the lakeside returned to peace.

Lin Qiye had drunk the most moderately, because he still had something important to do that night.

He could not miss out on the put options. The reward of one hundred thousand US dollars depended entirely on this trade.

He leaned back in a beach chair to rest and wait, playing a piece of "Symphony of Fate" on his laptop while he was at it.

At times it was soaring and impassioned; at times it turned gentle and low, like the course of life itself, full of rises and falls.

Or perhaps it was telling the story of Beethoven's life, full of hardship, defiance, and struggle.

As he listened, and kept listening, the drunken shouts from the tent gradually disappeared, and true quiet arrived.

He checked the time. It was past eight. Lin Qiye stood up and returned to the RV. First, he went to the bedroom to check on Tian Nina.

The blond beauty's face was covered in sweat, her messy hair stuck to her cheeks, yet a strange smile showed on her lips.

"Mm, I still want to drink. I'm not drunk."

This time, she really was drunk.

Lin Qiye pulled the thin blanket over her, turned around and switched on the RV's lights, then waited for the market to open.

Nine o'clock.

The trading market over in the United States opened.

There was no shocking international news today. The indices were steady, and individual stocks rose and fell in mixed fashion.

Shield Pharmaceuticals opened at 37.2, a gap up, and there were even signs of an upward push in the first ten minutes after the open.

Afterward, it was knocked down by large orders, then began moving up and down slightly.

Clearly, the news had not yet intensified. Everything was the calm before the storm.

The put options, however, had fallen to a price of 0.03 dollars.

Clearly, investors were very optimistic about the stock's future trend, which meant basically no one was bearish on it.

Lin Qiye opened the Chat messaging program and typed.

"Is there any news in the market right now about Shield Pharmaceuticals?"

[It's all views that have already been discussed over and over. Regarding the phase-three clinical trial, only one doctor has raised a different opinion. He believes the new substance added to this targeted drug is harmful to the body.]

[But not many people agree with this hypothesis.]

Lin Qiye was considering whether to use this doctor's words to accelerate how things developed.

But doing that carried risks. As someone quietly lying in ambush with a short position, stepping forward meant losing the best protection.

He decided to wait, at least until the afternoon session of the U.S. market.

Time slowly passed, from nine at night all the way to one in the morning.

By then, it was also the afternoon session over in the United States.

Suddenly, a massive surge in volume erupted, chopping the share price down by more than three points.

It came so suddenly that investors were stunned for a moment.

No one knew what had happened.

Everyone was searching online, and some people directly called relevant contacts to ask around.

Those who got the news first chose to sell.

Then the followers appeared, more and more of them.

The stock price fell by five percent, and most people had no idea what had happened.

Until 1:30 late that night.

Intelligent AI proactively reported the situation.

Breaking event: a major medical accident has occurred at Shield Pharmaceuticals. Among the patients participating in the Phase III clinical trial for a targeted drug, five have been found to have varying degrees of drug reactions. One of them died from massive gastric bleeding, and three have been admitted to the ICU for observation.

This piece of news instantly shattered the dam of Shield Pharmaceuticals' valuation.

A Phase III clinical trial that was supposed to be perfectly safe had actually resulted in a death.

This indicated that the research that had cost more than a billion was wrong, and it also meant the company would not only face enormous compensation claims, but also a warning of a huge annual loss.

Panic instantly spread among Shield Pharmaceuticals' investors and shareholders.

Large orders joined the sell-off one after another. At first, there were still people willing to take them.

But later, as the news spread, no one was stupid, and no one was willing to be the bag holder anymore.

The stock price had opened at thirty-seven yuan, but now it was plunging straight down like a collapsing dam.

At this moment, panic overrode everything, and every valuation system lost its effect.

People only thought about selling before it turned into worthless paper, as if Shield Pharmaceuticals was already worth nothing.

Even though this company still had several best-selling, high-priced drugs, and even though it possessed a large amount of quality assets and ample cash flow.

None of that could save its stock price.

The major institutions that had completed their short positions in an instant raised their harvesting sickles.

Lin Qiye watched silently, like a bystander.

Thirty-seven in the morning, then thirty-six, thirty-five, then thirty-two in the afternoon. After it broke below thirty, the stock price no longer had any support.

In a single afternoon, it fell to 19.6, a drop of more than forty percent.

Perhaps it would keep falling tomorrow, but Lin Qiye did not plan to keep holding. After all, there was no end to money; getting the portion he wanted was enough.

He opened the options tab and looked at those astonishing returns.

As mentioned before, after it fell below thirty, the value of each contract was thirty minus the stock price.

The current put option was 11 yuan, and the investors who had gone mad were actually willing to buy put options at a price forty cents higher than their actual value.

Lin Qiye chose to clear his position and sold them all at 11 yuan.

Settlement would not be completed until tomorrow, but the expected return had already appeared in the trading software. After deducting handling fees and miscellaneous expenses, his total assets were 2.18 million US dollars!

He counted again. Lin Qiye carefully looked over that string of numbers.

His heart could not help but pound.

More than two hundred times!

He had bought them yesterday, and today the money was already in hand. Ten thousand US dollars had turned into more than two million.

It was like a dream, something with less than a one-in-ten-thousand probability, yet it had truly happened in reality!