Zhang Tianxing and Zhao Jun waited in front of the computer until the market closed in the afternoon, even ordering takeout for lunch.
The entire trading volume of Fuzhou Machinery was less than twenty hand lots. Seeing this number, Zhang Tianxing frowned. It seemed that everyone was pessimistic about Fuzhou Machinery, and no one was stepping in to take the initiative.
It looked like tomorrow would be another day of limit down. Zhang Tianxing's expression remained unchanged, and he directly said to Zhao Jun, "Senior, you can go back by yourself later. I'm going to meet a friend."
Seeing Zhang Tianxing's calm demeanor, Zhao Jun understood why Zhang Tianxing could succeed and stand out among so many newcomers.
Zhang Tianxing possessed that kind of demeanor, unfazed even when Mount Tai collapsed before him. Zhao Jun had always thought it was just hearsay.
Anyone who suffered such a huge loss today would surely be restless and unable to do anything else.
But Zhang Tianxing, on the other hand, managed his studies and career without neglecting anything, even finding time to review his major courses. Zhao Jun was completely convinced.
With so much money, yet still studying so hard, what reason did he have not to strive?
It seemed there was a reason he wasn't successful – lack of talent and insufficient effort.
This world is like that. Those who are better looking than you are working hard. Those who are better looking and richer are working hard. Those who are better looking, richer, and also popular with women are working hard. Why aren't you working hard!
Zhang Tianxing didn't spare a thought for Zhao Jun's feelings. He drove directly to Xu Ji Teahouse, a place where celebrities and literati in Zhonghai gathered for tea. Since the other party had booked a place here, they seemed to have some financial standing and were successful individuals.
However, Zhang Tianxing was very curious if Huang Yuanshan could solve his predicament. He hadn't found a way out yet and was just barely holding on, hoping that the day would come for the B-shares in China to explode.
But now it seemed difficult; the B-shares were like a stagnant pool.
During this period, only these four stocks had caused a stir. Normally, no one paid attention to B-shares, except for the B-share shareholders.
Zhang Tianxing arrived at Xu Ji Teahouse. Upon seeing Zhang Tianxing, the teahouse attendant immediately stepped forward.
"Sir, is this your first time here? Where would you like to sit?"
"I'm waiting for a guest, Mr. Liao."
After hearing Zhang Tianxing's answer, the teahouse attendant gestured, "Are you Mr. Zhang? Please come this way to the private room. Mr. Liao has already prepared the place."
Zhang Tianxing thanked him and turned to go upstairs. After a few steps, he directly took out two hundred yuan and placed it in the attendant's hand.
"How about this, I'll leave this money with you for now. I'll settle the bill later, and we'll adjust accordingly!"
The teahouse attendant immediately responded. "Got it!"
This young man is generous and not stingy. No wonder he can be friends with Mr. Liao. It truly is birds of a feather flock together.
Mr. Liao is a big shot, and even his friends are so handsome.
Zhang Tianxing went upstairs. After a few minutes, a man in his late twenties to early thirties walked in.
He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a square face, and a dark complexion with a reddish hue, giving him an appearance of intelligence and capability.
He saw Zhang Tianxing and immediately stepped forward to greet him, "Are you the Zhang Tianxing that Director Huang mentioned?"
Zhang Tianxing stepped forward to shake his hand, "I am Zhang Tianxing. May I ask for your esteemed name, elder brother?"
"Liao Guohui. Brother Zhang, please have a seat. What tea would you like?"
"As you wish, Brother Liao. You may lead the way," Zhang Tianxing said with a humble tone.
Liao Guohui burst into laughter, "Waiter, a pot of the finest Longjing tea."
The two sat down. Liao Guohui sized up Zhang Tianxing. Huang Yuanshan had explained Zhang Tianxing's situation and asked if he could help.
Liao Guohui did not agree immediately, saying only that he would see. No one could control the stock market, and afterwards, he specifically looked up Zhang Tianxing's information.
This young man was extraordinary, far better than himself, and was a man of industry.
"Brother Liao, I'll be direct. What do you think of B-share Fuzhou Machinery? I'm currently holding quite a bit of stock and am heavily trapped," Zhang Tianxing asked straightforwardly.
"Brother, this stock is difficult. Generally, it's rare to see three consecutive limit downs, let alone a Fuzhou listed company deliberately releasing negative news. This indicates someone is targeting Fuzhou Machinery," Liao Guohui said in a deep voice.
"Then, Brother Liao, what are your esteemed suggestions? What should I do?" Zhang Tianxing asked humbly.
"There are no special suggestions. The usual approach is to cut losses and exit. However, given the current situation with so many buy orders at the limit down price, you won't be able to sell," Liao Guohui stated definitively to Zhang Tianxing.
"Director Huang said that Brother Liao has a way to help me."
"Old Huang tends to exaggerate. In fact, this is something many people know: when the stock hits the limit down, we buy in large quantities to pry open the limit down board. Then you can take the opportunity to sell. In the end, you compensate us for our losses, and we charge a service fee," Liao Guohui directly explained the method.
"My goodness, it still comes down to money." Liao Guohui saw Zhang Tianxing's hesitant expression. "Actually, brother, if you have funds, you can wait. When the price falls to a certain level, the funds to pry open the board will definitely come. It's essentially the same."
Liao Guohui estimated that it was now the fourth limit down, which had already attracted market attention and become a market focus.
It was predicted that after three more limit downs, someone would intervene.
At that time, funds looking for a rebound would rush in, and you would be able to exit, albeit at a discount.
"If your capital is not large, just lie down and wait for the board to be pried open," Liao Guohui added.
Zhang Tianxing gave a wry smile, "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Liao. But aren't you afraid that these limit downs are man-made? Will the other party hold a grudge against you for prying open the board?"
Liao Guohui burst into laughter, "What is there to fear? It's all about capital. We've done what we should do. We are merely following the market. We won't go against the market. No matter how big the external influence is, it cannot be bigger than the market. The market has its own operating laws."
Hearing Liao Guohui's words, Zhang Tianxing fell into thought. The most crucial reason he was being treated this way was his own weakness; he had no divine protection or golden body of merit.
He had become like the flesh of a Tang Monk, defenseless, and anyone who saw him wanted a bite.
Damn it, it seemed he had been too gentle before. He had wanted to act low-key, but he hadn't expected his low-key nature to become a reason for others to bully him.
The kind are bullied, and the good horses are ridden. It seemed he needed to reveal his strength.
In this world, no matter how you say it, it all comes down to money. All hustle and bustle is for profit.
"Thank you, Brother Liao, for clarifying. I am deeply grateful," Zhang Tianxing said loudly. Liao Guohui had given him much guidance.
Although he didn't get the answer he was hoping for, Zhang Tianxing received a lot of information from Liao Guohui, which gave him more confidence in his next course of action.