sbdcsierra Chapter 560 Tai Sui’s head is in trouble
Chapter 560 Tai Sui’s head is in trouble
The horrific scene of thousands of stocks hitting their daily limit down has not been seen for a long time.
Now, the disastrous situation of the past has reappeared, and the market sentiment in the A-share market, which had finally stabilized, is once again filled with anxiety.
This time, with the enactment of relevant legislation by the Obama administration, the undercurrents of international capital have begun to surge.
Some foreign funds that originally had no intention of shorting the Chinese stock market have chosen to "seek profit and avoid harm" under the pressure of the global economic situation, fleeing abroad like frightened birds.
What's even more worrying is that domestic capital has also been infected by the panic and has followed suit by withdrawing from the market.
For a time, the stock market was like a giant ship with its keel removed, teetering on the brink of collapse.
In this vortex of capital, international capital giants such as BlackRock will naturally not give up this last opportunity.
Viscount Joe, the heir to the Rothschild family, located far across the ocean, is the mastermind behind it all.
At this moment, in the luxurious villa on Long Island, New York, crystal chandeliers illuminate the entire conference room.
Viscount Joe was dressed in a custom-made suit, his eyes revealing a sinister and ambitious nature beyond his years.
The humiliation of his previous defeat at the hands of the Green Gang was a huge blow to his prestige as the successor.
This time, he aims to turn the tide in the Chinese stock market and use huge profits to defend his authority as the young patriarch of the Rothschild family.
"First, take down the heavyweight stocks on the main board and the traditional industry sectors."
Viscount Qiao's voice was deep and cold as his fingers traced the candlestick chart on the computer screen:
"To make panic spread like a virus, the only way is to completely destroy investors' confidence and make them obediently hand over their chips."
Sitting next to him was the chairman of Castle Investment and the head of the Kenliver family.
This financial tycoon, who was over eighty years old and had been a powerful figure on Wall Street, was now showing great respect to Viscount Joe.
After all, although the Kenliffin family rose to prominence through marriage with the Kennedy family, they were still "newly rich" compared to the Rothschild family, which had a history of hundreds of years.
The head of the Morgan family is D. J. Morgan.
Da Luo nodded repeatedly, his eyes gleaming with greed.
"The financial sector is of paramount importance."
Viscount Joe clenched his fist tightly:
"Banking, securities, and insurance—these are industries that are vital to the national economy. As long as we concentrate five trillion yuan and pour it into them, along with a strong public opinion campaign, we have no trouble crushing them."
He paused, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:
"If necessary, we can sell off our high-quality assets and cash out 10 trillion yuan. This battle is one we must win, not lose!"
Joe is prepared to go all in.
The three major capital groups currently have five trillion yuan in cash available for use in China.
If they are willing to give up their holdings in some companies, they could cash out up to ten trillion.
With so much money, he couldn't believe it wouldn't bring down a mere financial industry.
Meanwhile, in the Liu family villa, Meng Chuan was also staring at the multiple display screens in front of him.
What's flashing on the screen isn't just numbers, but also the wealth and hopes of countless stock market investors.
But at this moment, his brows remained furrowed.
"Whaling, which asteroid do you think they'll target first?"
Meng Chuan's voice was calm, but he couldn't hide a trace of worry.
Now that the bill has been implemented, much of the foreign capital has already withdrawn.
Giants like BlackRock are unlikely to let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip by.
In the video, the whale hunter also frowned slightly:
"Judging from historical experience and the current situation, the real estate sector is the most likely candidate. After all, the Liu Group is an industry leader with a market value of trillions. If it collapses, the entire sector will be paralyzed."
Meng Chuan nodded slightly. In his memory, during the stock market crash of 2015, real estate was indeed the primary entry point for foreign capital.
But things are different now; there is a huge discrepancy between memory and reality.
The Liu Group has long been his strongest shield. Do foreign capital really dare to defy public opinion?
If Belladon dares to take action against the Liu Group, it would be tantamount to declaring war on the Green Gang and the Thousand-Faced Asura Hall.
Meng Chuan was certain that Belgrade would never dare to do that.
However, aside from the real estate sector, Meng Chuan was unsure which sector they would target first.
How much capital do we have available at our disposal right now?
Meng Chuan's fingers tapped the table unconsciously.
Five trillion.
The whale hunter's voice was somewhat heavy; he couldn't guess what Meng Chuan was thinking at that moment.
He originally had 8 trillion in his hands.
However, in order to support blue-chip stocks in various industries, whale hunting had previously invested a lot of money.
While these high-quality enterprises have stabilized, they have still spent more than 3 trillion yuan.
Blue-chip stocks refer to industry leaders with stable performance and large market capitalization.
For example, the Liu Group is now the largest blue-chip stock in the real estate industry.
Almost all leading enterprises in various industries are supported by Meng Chuan's funds.
As long as these defenses don't collapse, there's still hope for the market.
In other words, Meng Chuan is a shareholder in almost every major listed company in China.
This is what it means to buy at the bottom after a major disaster.
Historically, it should have been bought up by foreign capital at rock-bottom prices.
Now Meng Chuan has benefited for nothing.
Suddenly, the whale hunter's expression changed:
"Oh no! The financial sector is starting to show unusual activity! Bank stocks are plummeting, and the securities sector is also experiencing a large-scale sell-off!"
Meng Chuan instantly understood; this was actually what he was most worried about.
Foreign capital indeed chose the financial sector, which was the most ruthless move – hitting the nail on the head.
In other words, this is a battle in which neither side has any way out.
The start of the war is the decisive battle; victory or defeat will be decided in one battle, and life or death will be determined in another.
Meng Chuan suddenly stood up, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit:
"Notify all partner institutions to prepare funds; we are about to launch a counterattack in the financial sector!"
However, just as the whaling operation was preparing to deploy a counterattack, another message arrived.
"The real estate sector has also started to decline! Liu Group's stock has been heavily sold off, and the short-selling forces are coming on strong!"
The whale hunter's voice trembled slightly:
"The other side is clearly well-prepared. They are attacking both the financial and real estate sectors simultaneously in order to divert our forces!"
Meng Chuan took a deep breath, his gaze growing increasingly cold.
"Tell me, find out who is targeting my Liu Group."
Meng Chuan was filled with murderous intent.
Meng Chuan was certain that no one would dare to take action against his Liu Group.
But the other party specifically targeted the Liu Group.
This shows a complete disregard for him, the young master.
Once the truth is revealed, no matter who it is, Meng Chuan will show no mercy.
Because if the real estate and financial sectors are truly affected simultaneously, it will be more than just a battle in the stock market.
It is also a life-or-death struggle concerning national financial security and the fate of countless people.
This is not the time for womanly compassion.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean, Viscount Qiao was watching the real-time market data, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Meng Chuan, let's see how you turn the tables this time?"