Rebirth of the Investment Boss

When the time reaches 4 o'clock, Dacheng Group's stock price has basically stabilized at 4 yuan.

But Robertson did not continue to use the cash in his hand to rescue the market, because after carefully calculating the stocks in his hand, Robertson couldn't help frowning.

"Why is there something wrong with this number? If you count the equity of other shareholders of Dacheng Group, there is a gap of at least 150 million stocks. Is it because there are still many retail investors who haven't sold it?"

Little Robertson thought of this, but he quickly rejected his idea, because in the eyes of Little Robertson, these investors in China are not yet so smart.

"It should be that I think too much. Only those shrewd ghosts in our country will choose not to see rabbits or scatter eagles, but these foolish people... generally accept it when they see good."

"Hehe, she is still smart as a big beauty."

With a click, little Robertson lit a cigarette, and after taking a hard puff, a large amount of white smoke was gently spit out from his mouth.

For a time, the golden afterglow poured on little Robertson's face, but because of the smoke, the little Robertson at this moment gave people a gloomy illusion.

Little Robertson is betting, if someone behind this takes the opportunity to harvest, then 80% of the profits this time will fall into the pockets of others.

This method of serving as a wedding dress for others is something that young Robertson hates most.

But Little Robertson did not expect that after he came to China, because of his eagerness for quick success, how many originally excellent Internet companies would completely collapse.

It seems that this afternoon's time passed very quickly. Without paying attention, the time has reached 4.30, and there is still half an hour before the closing of the Qingshui Stock Exchange.

But now Dacheng Group's stock price is still around 4 yuan, but the fluctuations are not too great.

The result right now, neither for Robertson or Lin Han, has reached the goal in his mind.

But the difference between the two is that Robertson Jr. is testing. Since it is bailing out the market, the funds poured into the stock market today must be withdrawn before the stock exchange closes today.

And the reason why Robertson continues to wait is just worrying whether his worries are true or not. Behind the huge gap in the stocks of Dacheng Group, is there a ‘giant crocodile’?

But the reason why Lin Han didn't make a move is actually very simple. Regardless of whether Robertson will continue to rescue the market this afternoon, for Lin Han, the price at this time alone is enough to make Lin Hanjing earn 200 million!

This is already a game of psychological warfare. Perhaps Robertson is very capable and can discover the crisis behind the stock exchange from many small details, but if he compares with Lin Han, he is still a little far away from the investigation.

Because Lin Han was already two steps ahead of Robertson.

You must know that shopping malls are like battlefields, and if you are not careful, you will fall into a situation where you can never recover.

Time continued to pass quickly, and at this moment, in the two people's office, an atmosphere of invisible depression had swept through.

Seeing that the time had reached 4:40 in the afternoon, within the blue pupils of Little Robertson, when a bit of cold light flashed through them, accompanied by Little Robertson’s order, The remaining 1.5 billion yuan of rescue funds poured into the stock exchange in Qingshui City.

Of course, the reason why Robertson Jr did this is also has his own strategy, that is, fast in and out.

Immediately afterwards, because of the huge amount of funds entering the market, Dacheng Group's stock price started to rise directly. After Lin Han saw this data on the computer, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He took out his cell phone and called Zhang Jianjun again, only this time, when the phone was connected, before Lin Han had time to speak, Zhang Jianjun asked with a tentative tone.

"President Lin, don't tell me, do you still have Dacheng Group recordings?"

It's just that if you listen carefully, you can definitely find some details, that is, Zhang Jianjun's tone is a bit agitated.

Lin Han naturally didn't bother to care about this little detail.

"Yes, there is another recording. I will send it to you right away. You must transmit this recording thoroughly within 10 minutes."

"Okay, President Lin, let alone 10 minutes. Now the disturbance in Dacheng Group is so big, and there are close to 20 media reporters at the door of our company. I must yell that I still have recordings in my hands..."

Zhang Jianjun said this, but also smiled helplessly.

"But that's okay, but there is still a lot of trouble left."

However, when the two in the middle were about to hang up, Lin Han suddenly asked.

"Mr. Zhang, do you have Dacheng Group stock in your hand?"

Zhang Jianjun was slightly shocked by Lin Han's question. It stands to reason that Zhang Jianjun should not buy the shares of Dacheng Group as the two parties are competing.

But in Zhang Jianjun's hands, there are indeed 200,000 shares of Dacheng Group. The original purchase price was 4.5 yuan.

But because there were so many things in these two days, Zhang Jianjun was so busy that he forgot about it.

If it wasn't for Lin Han's sudden mention, when Zhang Jianjun remembered it, he wouldn't know the year of the monkey.

"Yes, I bought 200,000 shares last year."

"Okay, after you hand over the recording to the reporter later, then you will keep an eye on the stock price of Dacheng Group. Once the price exceeds 6.5 yuan, you must not be greedy and just clear all the positions!"

After Lin Han finished the inexplicable words, he directly hung up the phone, and because of the time to talk to Zhang Jianjun, it was 4.47 pm.

There are only 13 minutes left before the closing of the Shimizu Stock Exchange.

But at this time, the stock price of Dacheng Group has reached a high price of 5.7 yuan because of the crazy rescue of the market.

For a while, the stockholders who had previously sold the shares of Dacheng Group sat on the benches of the stock exchange and sighed. They were all feeling what happened to Dacheng Group's stock today.

For some reason, the closer it is to the closing of the stock exchange, the more disturbed Robertson Jr. is.

But if Robertson chooses to stop at this time, naturally there is still time.

But sometimes, people always naively think that they can earn more!

"8 minutes, I'm waiting for the last 8 minutes. As long as Dacheng Group's share price increases by 1 yuan, I will immediately clear all positions!"

Little Robertson lit a cigarette again, and the right hand holding the mouse was trembling.

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