Harvest Begins

"What can we do? The money's in his pocket, and his legs are his own. Unless you can find some violation in the businesses under his name, all you can do is stare helplessly." Fang Jimin shook his head with a sigh. Truthfully, he also felt that Hong Kong's stock investors had gone mad. Not long ago, he had even seen people in Hong Kong wrapping rice in shark fin.

It was clear that stock profits had driven most people into a frenzy.

Even Hong Kong's triads were no exception. He had heard that several gangs had specifically hired stock market experts to manage things for them. That alone showed—

"This..." Xie Tian was rendered speechless.

"It really pisses me off to see those foreigners win all our money," Chen Jiayao said.

"Heh, if you're unwilling to accept it, go make money yourself. Believe it or not, if you stood in the street and said a certain stock would fall tomorrow, just see whether you could make it back alive." Fang Jimin laughed. "By then, even if it really fell, they'd only think you had a crow's mouth. Instead of wasting my time on that, I'd rather go home and talk about life with my girl!"

"I... Damn, Old Fang, how come I never realized you had thoughts like that?" Xie Tian froze, then laughed and cursed.

"Heh heh." Fang Jimin grinned. "It's nothing. Just protecting myself."

"You're right. The most pitiful people in this world aren't those who get scammed and still foolishly hand over their money, nor are they those without money who get toyed with. They're the ones used as cannon fodder without even realizing it." Xue Chen stared at the screen, his expression grave. "Over these twenty-odd days, we'll make these vultures lose everything."

Harvest Begins

"Hey, hey, hey, it really dropped." Xie Tian stared at the index on the computer screen and excitedly slapped Fang Jimin beside him, who had been asleep and was jolted awake. "Ji Min, Ji Min, hurry over! Brother Xue, we're going to get rich! We're really going to get rich!"

"What's wrong with you again, kid? What are you up to now?" Seeing Xie Tian's excited expression, Fang Jimin yawned. Then he looked at the screen and was stunned as well. "It went up 427 points in one go. Adding yesterday's, that makes 437. And it's only ten in the morning? Has Tai Lok gone crazy?"

"Damn it, why are you two howling like wolves?" Qi Si stumbled over, his eyes still bleary with sleep, and rested one hand on the back of Xie Tian's chair. "Am I still dreaming, or did you switch to the wrong screen?"

"Brother Qi, you're not seeing things. It's real. Tai Lok's index has broken 450 today. Look, it's still rising." Xie Tian pointed excitedly at the computer. "And yesterday, I even took out the secret stash my dad hid under the vase."

"What?!" Qi Si grabbed him. "Are you crazy? You actually dared to use your dad's secret money? Aren't you afraid he'll break your legs?"

"It's fine, he doesn't know anyway." Xie Tian chuckled. "I only took a little. I'm just borrowing it."

"You brat." Qi Si smacked him on the head. "You've really got some nerve. You dared to touch your old man's things? You really don't want to live, do you?"

"By the way, Brother Xue said Tai Lok shares would definitely rise. Then what about the Hang Seng..." Fang Jimin suddenly remembered. "Would it fall?"

"Right, how did I forget?" Qi Si suddenly understood. He exchanged a look with the others. "Holy shit, it dropped 123 points right away? I remember Brother Xue said it would fall. It can't be falling by only this much, can it?"

"Xue Chen mentioned that it would rebound after this drop. Tomorrow, there'll be a major stock market crash. When that happens, we can enter by shorting it." Qin Zhou came down from the second floor at that moment and looked around. "Where's Xue Chen?"

"Brother Xue is in the kitchen. I originally wanted to order food, but he wouldn't allow it. He said he preferred cooking for himself, so I simply had someone deliver some ingredients." Chen Jiayao, who was sitting in the middle of the living room watching television, turned around and said.

"He's that confident?" Qin Zhou raised a brow.

"Yeah. He said the stock market trends during this period wouldn't exceed the range he could control. Just now, he even told us about Beautiful Country's Black Sunday. Those Bald Eagles want to recreate the stock market crash of '72," Chen Jiayao explained.

"Black Sunday?" Qin Zhou had never traded stocks, but he had heard of the 1972 stock market crash. It had driven bosses worth hundreds of millions and even billions to jump from buildings, creating the Great Depression.

If those Bald Eagles truly wanted to replicate that, then before Hong Kong's return, they wanted to break its capital chain and hand China a Hong Kong mired in economic decline and chaos. Wasn't that a little too confident?

"If there's something you want to ask, just ask." Xue Chen brought out the freshly cooked millet porridge and looked at Qin Zhou.

"Mm. I also want to know why these Bald Eagles are so certain that China will definitely take Hong Kong back." Qin Zhou took a sip of the plain rice porridge in his bowl and asked calmly, "Do you know where they come from?"

"Reunification across the strait is inevitable. No invader has the right to interfere in another country's internal affairs. Don't forget, Hong Kong has been away for too long. It's time to come home," Xue Chen said evenly. "Hong Kong is the Pearl of the Orient. Do you think those foreigners would be willing to let it go?"

"So that's why Thatcher took a fall?" Qin Zhou smiled.

"For the Iron Lady to be unable to steady her emotions, and to visit Hong Kong at such a special time, it had to be something extraordinary." Xue Chen looked at him. "The only major event lately is the matter of reunification across the strait."

"Correct." Qin Zhou nodded. "I didn't expect you to see through the situation so thoroughly. Impressive!"

"Hey, hey, you two geniuses, can you turn around and look at us low-IQ people? Can you speak plain language?" Xie Tian said with some dissatisfaction.

"You already said our IQs are high. If you can't understand what we say, then even if we explained it clearly, you'd probably still be completely lost. Since that's the case, we won't trouble you with it." Qin Zhou waved a hand, picked up his chopsticks, and began eating. "I'm hungry now. We'll talk after I finish breakfast."

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Xue, just like you said, that index is rising again." Fang Jimin and Qi Si had been staring at the computer, watching the Hang Seng Index shoot upward once more. "Brother Xue, are you sure it'll really fall?"