After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 85: No Dumping Stocks, Wenzhou Gang

"He's resigning?"

Su Wanyu curiously looked out of the window, while Luo Juncheng kept his head down, silent and packing up his desk things.

"Iron camps and flowing soldiers, comings and goings are quite normal."

Lu Liang didn't want to elaborate, picking up Su Wanyu's attendance card, which had already reached its final phase after pre-booking 70 sessions twice.

"Isn't the graduate exam concentrated at the end of the year? It's still three or four months away. Are you starting to prepare now?" he asked.

"What you're talking about is the date for the national graduate entrance examination. You can start registering on the 22nd of next month."

"That still leaves you over a month. What are you planning to do with this time?"

"My dad wants me to return home for a while and come back after the Mid-Autumn Festival to register."

"When are you leaving?" Lu Liang was surprised.

"The day after tomorrow."

Su Wanyu pouted, slightly dissatisfied, "Why don't you try to retain me a bit?"

Lu Liang asked with a smile, "Do I even have the right to compete with your father for his daughter?"

"My dad is not your father-in-law, hmph~"

Su Wanyu's face was full of tsundere pride, and that little bit of dissatisfaction was cast aside.

The most cherished dream for a girl is undoubtedly to walk down the aisle with the man she loves.

By saying so, Lu Liang implied he had considered it; how could she not be delighted.

Lu Liang asked, "Which university's graduate program are you applying for?"

"Didn't I tell you last time? International Trade at Tongji."

"Do you think you can make it?"

"I'm quite strong, really strong."

Two hours passed in an instant, and the 70 sessions were completed.

Su Wanyu's job was at a pause, and she declared with a grand gesture: "Where are we eating tonight? You choose, I'm treating."

Each session was 400 yuan, and after deducting the platform fee, she still pocketed over 26,000 yuan—showing off a newfound wealth that was bold and impressive.

Lu Liang's smile was teasing: "Are you sure? I'll give you another chance to rethink your offer."

Su Wanyu remembered the several meals they had at those lavish hot pot restaurants and the string of numbers on the bill, which amounted to several months of her living expenses.

Feeling the weight of the pressure but having already made the grand statement, she couldn't lose face and stiffly affirmed, "Sure, anything goes."

Lu Liang drove to a familiar congee hotpot restaurant.

While the average cost per person was over two hundred, it was much cheaper than the hotpot restaurants, Linjiang Pavilion, and those other places.

Su Wanyu beat her chest, took a deep breath, and lifted her joined hands above her head in a prayerful gesture: "I am grateful to Boss Lu for sparing my wallet."

Lu Liang couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to tousle her hair: "Weren't you quite reserved before? How come you've turned into this?"

"Times change," she boasted, unashamed. Reservedness comes from unfamiliarity, but once familiar, it's another story.

"Let's go, it's already seven and I'm so hungry." She took Lu Liang's hand and strode towards the restaurant.

Lu Liang's lips curved into a smile, experiencing a little taste of being under someone's control.

...

The next morning at the company, Lu Liang listened to the English tapes that Su Wanyu had specially prepared for him.

According to her, as long as he passed the Level Four English test, he wouldn't need a Foreign Teacher. It was more about self-learning and vocabulary accumulation.

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Because Lu Liang's goal was not just everyday use; he also wanted to read professional financial articles.

There are no shortcuts to this path; one can only rely on rote memorization, spending more money on a foreign teacher would be a complete waste.

Su Wanyu's reasoning was sound and reiterated several times: hiring a foreign teacher was just a waste of money.

Lu Liang thought of a possibility: "Jealousy."

Literature faculties are mostly female, and foreign language departments even more so. With quantity comes quality, just like Su Wanyu.

At that time, Su Wanyu, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, explicitly said she was jealous and forbade hiring any more foreign teachers; if he had questions, he was to ask her.

Lu Liang could only agree with a smile.

Approaching nine o'clock, his phone rang, receiving a message from an unknown number.

[25, not dumping this week]

The stock code for Teli A is 000025.

Lu Liang smiled as he deleted the message.

Although he didn't know who had sent it, the two parties had already reached a tacit understanding to push this stock higher.

After all, having dominated the hot stock list for many days, they were not willing to waste this massive volume of attention.

Yesterday, Lu Liang had opened with an investment of 7 million and made no further moves afterward, signaling his intentions to them.

Their attitude this week was not to dump the stock, but starting next week, it would be every man for himself.

Unspoken agreement in their hearts, thus Teli A became the market's most dazzling new star during the period of stock market disaster.

Heating up the hot, not copying the cold; even notorious is famous - Teli A perfectly embodied the meaning of this saying.

Without shareholders or institutional investors controlling the scene, relying solely on retail investors' purchases, by the afternoon closing, the price reached 25.85 yuan, up 7.25%.

"If institutions get involved in the next few days, we might see a mini-rally," Lu Liang muttered gravely.

However, he had also decided that starting next week, he would begin to sell off, passing the baton to the next successor.

Should an opportunity arise, he would repurchase; if not, he would start preparing for private equity.

The next day, Lu Liang took Su Wanyu to the high-speed rail station; she was heading back home to Southern Fujian.

"Bye-bye, you'd better call me often~"

Su Wanyu was earnest: "I'm afraid to disturb you with my calls, but whenever you call me, I'm always free."

Having said that, she tiptoed to steal a kiss from Lu Liang's lips, then bowed her head, gripped her small suitcase, and fled.

Lu Liang touched his lips: "Too quick, didn't feel much."

It seemed like Su Wanyu heard him, so she ran even faster, while Lu Liang waved with a smile: "Bye-bye~"

A rippling smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Lu Liang drove back to the company and called Wen Chao to monitor the individual stock market performance and prepare a report for him by Friday.

It was time for him to start grooming a deputy; the Big A market was still manageable with a normal work-life balance.

Once it involved US stocks or international futures, night became day, which was somewhat unbearable.

Wen Chao was thrilled, nodding repeatedly.

Prepare before work every day, summarize after work.

By Friday, with dark circles under his eyes, Wen Chao submitted the report: "Mr. Lu, at 10:10 AM on Thursday, an abnormal transaction occurred in the stock, with one purchase exceeding 4 million. Sixteen minutes later, another 5 million was bought with the same approach."

"At 9:35 AM on Friday, that investor even bought 12 million, momentarily pushing the stock to its upper limit."

"There seems to be follow-up buying, but the volume is too small to detect; it may appear on today's Dragon and Tiger List."

As if to confirm Wen Chao's guess, at five o'clock in the afternoon, the Shanghai Stock Exchange released the Dragon and Tiger List; after many days, Teli A made a strong appearance, with three institutions buying a total of 48.5 million chips.

"Check the backgrounds of these three."

Wen Chao nodded, and after a while, said: "Mr. Lu, the first is Lin Qixian at 22 Yixing Road, the second is Ma Yongwei at 2 Fuhai Road, and the third is Xu Wenlong at 122 Xiangyang Road, all of them are active market players for many years."

Upon hearing these names, Lu Liang said: "The Wenzhou Gang."

The Big A market had many frontline investors, but the Wenzhou Gang was undoubtedly the most brilliant team, known for their ruthless operations and extreme tactics.

They often rapidly drove up the price, then swiftly dumped their holdings to profit, leading to significant stock price fluctuations.

Market retail investors both loved and hated them; to love them meant that if one could run faster than them, big profits were to be had; to hate them meant that if one couldn't keep up, they'd be trapped.

Lu Liang looked at Wen Chao: "What do you think?"

Wen Chao was taken aback, not expecting Lu Liang to ask him for his opinion, and after much excitement and long thought: "They probably want to take over the hype and wouldn't have entered in such a high-profile manner otherwise."

"Their cost should be around 32 yuan. If the stock's heat isn't enough, the invested 40 million plus will surely get stuck in there."

"To avoid this, the market next week should be stable with an upward trend."

"There might be another possibility."

Lu Liang asked with a smile, "What possibility?"

"The 40 million plus is a pledge; they want to take over someone's chips and thus continue the momentum of this stock."

Wen Chao spoke, glancing up at Lu Liang.

Although 88 Punan Road had not appeared again, rumors in the market suggested that Lu Liang still held a sizable base position.

And these past few days' increases were also his handiwork.