The process of buying A Station went as smoothly as Ma Daqiang's brain.
A Station had always been a trash stock, performing terribly on the market. Retail investors had no interest in buying it, and its shares had remained in the hands of various institutions.
Heaven Origin Morning Light's entry was like an ancient whale, swallowing ninety-nine percent of the shares in one gulp for a total price of 990 million.
Naturally, those who sold their shares were overjoyed. After calling the buyer an idiot, they decisively handed over their stocks and prepared to enjoy the new owner's downfall.
Even Old Hou had not expected it to happen so quickly.
In less than half an hour, the shares had been sold, and several million had appeared in his bank account.
Unfortunately, several million were deducted the next second to repay his debts. Luckily, he still had a little over a hundred thousand left for retirement.
Although he was one of the founders, he held less than one percent of the shares. He had even put quite a bit of his own money into keeping A Station afloat.
Hearing the payment notification, the other two senior administrators also breathed sighs of relief.
They did not have many shares, but they had no debts. They were left with more than Old Hou and could retire early.
In Longevity Prefecture, retirement pensions were pitifully small. Without additional commercial insurance saved up beforehand, one could forget about enjoying a peaceful old age.
People like them, who had caught a lucky break, were a minority. Being able to leave with a million was already a blessing.
One senior administrator repeatedly checked his remaining shares and said joyfully, "They finally sold. Our equity priority was low, so it was only our turn after the other shares