Chapter 818 - 333: The Price of a Meal! (Part 3)

Chapter 818: Chapter 333: The Price of a Meal! (Part 3)

Feng Jianhui smiled wryly, "It’d be a lie to say I don’t regret it, but I lack the guts to stake everything on someone else."

Ye Bingcheng asked, "So, what brings you to me? We’re not at that age to reminisce, are we?"

"This..."

Feng Jianhui wasn’t here to reminisce; he simply hoped that Ye Bingcheng could lend him some assistance in the future.

Ye Bingcheng said, "See, now you’re thinking about placing your future on me? Why would you dare to gamble now? Is it because I seem more capable?"

Feng Jianhui nodded.

But Ye Bingcheng replied, "Actually, I don’t have any real capability; the one who truly does is Li Yang, not even Jiang Banxia, really. However, Li Yang cares about Jiang Banxia, so the two are like one. I’ve been lying low these days; otherwise, I would’ve gone to see Li Yang already. Throughout these years, you’ve been so close yet missed countless opportunities..."

"What opportunities?"

"First, Green Water Group! Li Yang got involved years ago, and you still haven’t caught on? Do you know how many food processing factories under Green Water Group there are? At least one or two hundred... Do you know where they’re located? Originally, if you had taken the initiative, those factories would’ve ended up in Jiang City, but now? Less than a tenth are here in Jiang City, the majority are spread across other towns...

And, is the transportation in Jiang City bad? Why was Extreme Shadow Cars’ sub-brand Supersonic Car’s production line moved to Zhongzhou? It would’ve been perfect to have it in Jiang City given its proximity to Jiangbei, with much of the original supply chain nearby, reducing considerable shipping costs. Why did Li Yang not choose Jiang City?"

"But would anyone buy the Supersonic Car?"

Ye Bingcheng: "??? Why would you worry about whether someone will buy it or not? Even if it doesn’t sell, it’s not your concern, just show your stance. Besides... is there anything Li Yang can’t sell?"

Feng Jianhui was at a loss for words.

He was just making excuses for himself.

In this area, his instincts were not as sharp as Ye Bingcheng’s.

Half an hour later, Ye Bingcheng suddenly said, "Why don’t you go somewhere else, give up Jiang City."

Feng Jianhui immediately understood.

Staying in Jiang City was a sheer waste of resources.

It was time to hand it over to someone more capable.

There were many eyeing his position, and offering it up voluntarily could earn him quite some favor.

"Alright! Brother, please help arrange it."

He planned to extend this favor to Ye Bingcheng.

...

West Coast, Dezhou.

After probing for several days, Western Capital discovered that Jiang Banxia was adhering to the tacit agreement, cashing out around two billion US Dollars daily.

Boeing’s market value, after one month, twenty-four trading days, officially broke through one trillion one hundred billion US Dollars.

For Western Capital, the cashing out sum wasn’t significant, as Jiang Banxia’s side was not under financial pressure while theirs was.

Jiang Banxia cashed out over four hundred billion US Dollars, while they managed around five hundred billion US Dollars.

They proactively contacted Wall Street...

"Guys, we’ve got Boeing’s chips. Though we aren’t sure if the opponent is Jiang Banxia, the other side is offloading funds at the rate of about two billion US Dollars every trading day, surely you don’t wish for them to break even."

"The opposition could break even in just over a month. If you wish to take on our two hundred billion US Dollars at a high level, we’re happy to help you bring down Boeing’s stock prices."

"Hey, now’s a good time, Jiang Banxia’s made the plate too large. Within a month, Boeing’s market value could reach one trillion five hundred billion US Dollars; the wealth within is beyond imagination!"

"You wouldn’t want infinite margin calls, right? In this period, just with margin calls, over two hundred billion US Dollars were added..."

Western Capital was sure Wall Street would agree.

And indeed, they did.

Now, seeing an opportunity to break the deadlock, they certainly wouldn’t want to miss it.

Besides... Boeing has attracted vast amounts of capital currently; this might just be an opportunity to earn big.

The prerequisite is that both sides cooperate well, and Wall Street needs to take on two hundred billion US Dollars worth of high-level chips from Western Capital.

So, on May 15th, the collaboration began.

Boeing’s trading volume surged by twenty billion US Dollars that day.

On May 16th, trading volume surged by another twenty billion US Dollars.

Come May 17th, Boeing’s stock price was pushed down by three points, with trading volume amplifying to three hundred billion US Dollars, forcibly hauled back with closing still stable at one point.

Funds flowing into the market were mounting, with trading volume stabilizing at two to three hundred billion US Dollars.

Wall Street constantly monitored the backend data and found that what seemed like Jiang Banxia’s account had consistently stable unloading volume, still around two billion US Dollars, setting their minds at ease.

Anyway, they were sure not to allow Jiang Banxia to break even.

The globe was trading Boeing, with funds flowing into Boeing every day exceeding count.

In the hospital, Li Yang was accompanying Bai Qing in labor, Li Likun was equally anxious yet dared not divulge anything.

He constantly sent messages to Li Yang, inquiring about the situation, while daily having Wang Cuiping prepare meals, which he delivered to the hospital.

At five in the morning, Li Yang woke up.

Bai Qing’s condition was very stable, he informed Chen Peipei and then left the hospital.

Meanwhile, Jiang Banxia was somewhat fatigued.

The main reason was hunger.

Her family couldn’t adapt to her work schedule, combined with Dou Ying being entangled with two kids daily, leaving her with no energy; her father being a careless person, meant nobody paid attention to her working hours or prepared meals for her.

When she stayed in the villa, Wang Cuiping woke up around three or four in the morning to prepare meals for her.

Earlier days were okay, she would sleep around two in the morning, but with Boeing’s peculiar situation lately, she had to persist until the market closed.

Just as she planned to wash up and rest, her phone rang.

"Master Jiang, come downstairs to the community!"

"Why?"

"Hmm."

"No, no! I’m going to sleep!"

"But I brought you meals..."

Jiang Banxia: "..."

She never imagined that she’d pay such a high price for a meal!

"Alright!"