Eating a Chicken Multiple Ways

In a hotel suite in Manhattan.

Lin Hao had several mobile phones in front of him, each representing a different alias, allowing him to contact various stockbrokers.

In front of the white screen of the home theater, a gray and white snail shot two beams of light from its eyes, projecting them onto the screen. The Zheng Xian in the image was simultaneously directing the operations of the many investment banks, financial companies, and foundations that S.P.E.A.R. had managed for a long time.

The operations were decentralized to avoid scrutiny from the U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission.

"It's time to show you the power of the 'S.P.E.A.R. Stock God'!" Lin Hao said with a solemn expression, his tone serious.

In the image, Zheng Xian suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and retorted, "You've already completed your bottom-fishing. Next, just wait for Tony Stark to arrive and cash out at the high point. Do you really need to call me over specifically? Do you think I have nothing better to do every day?"

"Don't you just fiddle with that potted orchid in your office every day?" Lin Hao shot back. "You meticulously wipe its eight leaves back and forth all day. Isn't that boring?"

"There are only seven leaves left now!" Zheng Xian gritted his teeth, staring intently at Lin Hao. "The night you left, I accidentally cut off one."

"No way?" Lin Hao chuckled. "Then our code phrase has to be changed to seven leaves from now on."

"I'll give you a suggestion: paint the seven leaves different colors. Maybe you can make a wish by arranging them..."

The backend display showed that Zheng Xian, who hadn't provided Lin Hao with any "resentment points" for years, had started accumulating them again!

"Alright, let's get down to business," Lin Hao shifted back to the main topic. "Let me show you what 'eating the chicken multiple ways' means."

With that, Lin Hao began making calls in various voice modulations.

Upon receiving instructions from their "sugar daddy," multiple stockbrokers on Wall Street began placing a batch of buy orders for Stark Industries, with the purchase price significantly higher than the previous day.

This served as a signal.

Retail investors and institutions closely monitoring stock market trends immediately noticed the change.

Soon, those with well-connected information channels inquired with Stark Industries personnel, and some even contacted the military and the CIA for confirmation. It wasn't until the Afghanistan Air Force Base provided concrete news that Wall Street began to buzz.

More buy orders appeared, and the purchase price for Stark Industries' stock continued to rise. However, the available stocks on the market had long been acquired by Lin Hao and S.P.E.A.R. Only a small portion remained in the hands of stubborn retail investors and informed institutions.

As news of Tony Stark's successful rescue spread, buy orders for Stark Industries accumulated rapidly on the stock exchange, driving the purchase price ever higher.

Lin Hao continuously created small transaction orders by selling with his left hand and buying with his right, pushing up the real-time stock price.

US stock trading differs from A-share trading. US stocks offer various order placement methods, allowing for continued acquisitions at higher prices before existing buy orders are fully filled.

Furthermore, US stocks operate on a "T+0" mechanism, enabling buying and selling on the same day, with no daily price limits.

The U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission only intervenes in cases of abnormal stock price fluctuations, initiating circuit breakers if the price movement exceeds 30% or 50%, which typically halts trading for minutes or even hours.

If illegal operations are discovered, trading will be frozen. Conversely, normal trading will result in the lifting of restrictions.

Retail investors who were slower to react saw new buy orders for Stark Industries continue to appear within minutes and finally understood.

It was as if the SEC had personally confirmed the legitimacy of these buy orders, thereby indirectly confirming Tony Stark's imminent return.

Stark Industries' stock price had fallen to its lowest point over the past three months. Upon Tony Stark's return, the stock price was bound to rebound to its previous levels, and might even be slightly pushed up by the enthusiasm of retail investors.

As long as the purchase price was lower than the stock price three months ago, any amount bought would be profitable!

With such an obvious market trend, even a stock market novice could make a guaranteed profit.

Consequently, retail investors flooded the market, further driving up the purchase price.

When the price climbed to within $0.5 of the previous stock price, Lin Hao ordered the traders to increase their selling volume.

More and more transaction orders began appearing on the market, naturally attracting the attention of those with vested interests.

"Mr. Stane, the sell orders are increasing, and the transaction price is approaching three months ago. Should we still buy?" a trader asked Obadiah Stane over the phone.

At this moment, the bald old man was waiting at the press conference venue. In a few hours, Tony Stark would arrive at the airport via an Air Force transport plane and then proceed to the venue.

"Buy!" Obadiah said fiercely. "I can tolerate the stock price rising another two dollars."

He had originally intended to buy at a low price to increase his shareholding, but before he could act, someone else had snatched it up, forcing him to buy at a high price now.

He had already decided that even if Tony Stark returned, he would find another opportunity to eliminate him and take over the entire Stark Industries.

America was a capitalist world, and Obadiah was not Tony Stark's heir. Apart from expanding his shareholding through commercial means, he had no better options.

Seeing Lin Hao begin to sell in large quantities, Zheng Xian couldn't help but feel puzzled. "After Tony Stark returns, the stock price should increase slightly. Why are you selling now? This isn't like you!"

"Didn't you say I lacked foresight?" Lin Hao said proudly. "This time, I'll show you what it means to be prescient."

With that, he took out a Den Den Mushi and dialed it in front of Zheng Xian.

"12357, Weather Witch."

At this moment, over the Atlantic Ocean, the Weather Witch held a Den Den Mushi in one hand and a locator in the other.

"Sis, Tony Stark's plane is about to reach your location. Stall for time, I haven't finished selling the stocks yet. I'll give you a five percent commission later."

"Only five percent?" the Weather Witch, floating over the Atlantic, mimicked Lin Hao's line. "Wouldn't that make me a beggar on my knees?"

"You need to pay more!"

"Sis, do you know how much I'm going to earn this time?" Lin Hao's smug voice came through. "At least fifty billion US dollars!"

"So much?" the Weather Witch was extremely surprised. "Stark Industries' total market value is only a little over thirty billion. How many shares are circulating on the market?"

"Although the share is not large, it's because I'm eating the chicken multiple ways!"

"Deal!"

For the sake of money, the Weather Witch didn't hesitate and rushed towards the plane Tony was on.

Not long after, a large thundercloud suddenly appeared in the clear sky, directly blocking the plane's flight path.

The transport plane pilot, seeing the cloud mass from afar, got scared and quickly changed direction.

But he hadn't flown for long before another thundercloud appeared in front of him.

The transport plane dipped and swayed, left, right, up, and down, like a roller coaster.

"What's going on?" Rhodey burst into the cockpit. "Are the pilots' professional skills this bad now?"

"Sir, I don't know why, but thunderclouds have suddenly appeared all around our flight path, so we've had to keep changing course," the pilot said with a wronged expression.

That's strange; the weather data clearly showed a clear path all along the route today.

Upon receiving the news, Tony Stark, who was currently on a "roller coaster ride," muttered, "This feeling... so familiar!"

And so, the press conference originally scheduled before lunch was delayed until four in the afternoon.

Lin Hao successfully cashed out all the stocks in his hand at their peak.

But this was not the end.

The long-awaited Tony Stark made a bombshell announcement at the press conference: Stark Industries would be shutting down its weapons manufacturing division!

In an instant, investors who hadn't even had time to warm their stocks in their hands immediately put in sell orders after a moment of stunned silence.

The stock price chart of Stark Industries created the sharpest angle in Wall Street's history, with the rising green line and falling red line almost stuck together.

"Come, come, this chicken can be eaten again!" Lin Hao rubbed his hands together like a fly.

Zheng Xian, appearing on the video screen, looked confused. "Did you hypnotize him this past month?"

"No, he's had a change of heart, and I observed it with my keen intuition," Lin Hao said smugly, puffing out his chest. "You can't deny my foresight and sharp intuition now, can you?"

"But if that's the case, does Stark Industries still have any value?"

Zheng Xian didn't understand Lin Hao's reasoning for buying the dip again. "If he's not selling weapons, is Tony Stark going to switch careers and sell flatbreads?"

"Arc Reactor," Lin Hao reminded him.

"So that's how it is," Zheng Xian realized, and couldn't help but feel a sliver of admiration for Lin Hao's "chicken-eating" strategy. "Alright, you've really made Tony Stark, this chicken, eat it three times, back and forth."

First, shorting, then buying at a low price and cashing out at a high, and now buying again to wait for another cash-out.

"No, no, no, it can be eaten a fourth time."

Lin Hao's eyebrows rose, and he said mysteriously, "After he announces his entry into the energy sector and drives up the stock price, another rights holder will file a patent infringement lawsuit with the U.S. Supreme Court..."

Zheng Xian fell silent. He felt a little sorry for Tony Stark.

A normal chicken, when eaten multiple times, only dies once. But this unusual chicken, Tony Stark, had to be eaten four times by the great devil, back and forth.

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