RBCT Chapter 996 791 Hot Field (4K)
Chapter 996 791 Hot Field (4K)
Chapter 996 791 Hot Field (4K)
Beijing time, April 4, 18:4 pm, Shanghai Pudong International Airport.
The richest man in the mainland, who made a low-key return, encountered the most high-profile media specifications.
Fang Zhuo's every word, every smile, and every gesture were surrounded by flashing lights.
click!Kaka!
When the richest man in the mainland faced unconventional remarks from foreign media reporters, when he personally said what meant money, the frequency of the flashing lights became faster!
Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka!
There is no doubt that Mr. Fang admitted in disguise that he knew about Yike stock and even designed it, or in other words, premeditated!
Just like this reporter helping others with a message, everything is so unconventional!
Isn't Yike being shorted?
Why did it suddenly become...become...as if Yi Ke backhanded the opposite?
The reporters who crowded the scene came from different media, but they were as tall as CCTV, and they were also crowded in the crowd. They were full of similar thoughts in their hearts, and they were all bombarded by Internet information in the past eleven hours. question.
This matter is obviously like that, why is it suddenly like this?
During the 11 hours that the Qingzi was flying in the air, overseas information had already landed in China in advance.
Yike's temporary press conference is at 10:30 p.m. in New York, but this time is exactly 11:30 a.m. in China.
Therefore, the Chinese Internet quickly received signals from across the ocean.
Before 11:30, the information about Yike and Mr. Fang on the Chinese Internet was still "challenged", "Mr. Fang flew away sadly", "Mr. Fang abandoned Yike", "Yike's stock price fell this week"...
All of a sudden, the wind direction changed!
Are you the only ones challenging Yike?
Mr. Fang flies ahead, and the organization chases after him!
Yike's stock price fell, fell, fell...Dad?
The Chinese Internet is collectively confused, let me take a closer look at what's going on?
Option lock half a year ago?[-]% disposable equity?Is the short position higher than the market tradable shares?
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Although still confused, it seems to be able to feel very powerful.
Once the key information on the external network was confirmed, relevant science popularization on Huaxia Internet quickly surfaced.
What is a short position?What is a stock short squeeze?What is a margin call?
And, the situation facing Yike Stock, Mr. Fang's net worth, and the consequences of the organization...
The information was fierce and mixed, but it conveyed a very important concept. This time, the institutions that short Yike are going to be in bad luck!It's going to be bloody bad luck!
Netizens after a simple science popularization roughly understood what happened, and quickly began to spontaneously collect information over the past period of time, including but not limited to the mocking "Quotations of President Fang" on the Internet.
At the same time, they noticed that many websites were silently removing Yike related topics.
Just at 11:30, Penguin Portal just published a report on the severe challenges Yike faced. It was not without regrets and regrets, and it was very straightforward, with some subjective comments from the other side mixed in.
But after 10 minutes, such reports disappeared, as if nothing happened.
However, this did not escape the eyes of netizens, and they quickly made a bound edition to welcome Mr. Fang's return.
Compared with the turbulent waves gradually set off by the Chinese Internet, the actions of the media are faster and more enthusiastic.
Such news, such parties, such reversal of public opinion, they love this the most!
What's more, Mr. Fang's voyage information has been thoughtfully posted on the extranet!
Doesn't this block Boss Fang firmly in the first place, and can he still be worthy of his status as a journalist?
"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, what do you mean by what you just said?"
"Mr. Fang, what will happen to Yike's stock price in the future?"
"Mr. Fang, I heard that some organization intends to sue Yike. What do you think about it?"
"Mr. Fang, why are you returning to China at this time?"
The reporters surrounded him and asked questions excitedly.
Fang Zhuo briefly answered two questions, but he didn't want to make too many responses at this time, and still hoped to talk about his experience after the matter was further implemented.
Interview congestion, the airport began to dispatch staff to maintain order.
The security assistants around Fang Zhuo also struggled to make room.
Seeing that Mr. Fang might really want to leave resolutely, and seeing that only so little of the precious first information was squeezed out, someone finally came forward generously.
A reporter in the crowd shouted angrily: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, I'm from Sina!"
Fang Zhuo stopped in his tracks and followed the passionate voice: "Hmm."
How much has Sina's stock price fallen? 15%? 20%?
Not a lot.
After all, it is my family.
Fang Zhuo raised his hand and said kindly: "Come on, give this friend some space and come to the front. I have a lot of things to do today. It's true that time is limited. Don't be crowded. It's not a big deal."
The Sina reporter squeezed into the first row with his head held high and showed his reporter card—Sina Finance and Economics Guo Gaoran was also there.
"Mr. Fang, why did you buy Yike's call option half a year ago?" Guo Gaoran asked the question that lingered in many people's minds, and it also made the reporters on the scene shine. The company that gets it as a bargaining chip.
Fang Zhuo replied relaxedly: "During the financial crisis, the market value of Yike was underestimated. I have always had confidence in Yike. I am the founder. Isn't it normal to be bullish on the company's stock price?"
Guo Gaoran grinned, and said bluntly: "Mr. Fang, this is not what everyone wants to hear."
Fang Zhuo glanced at the Sina reporter in front of him.
Guo Gaoran suddenly felt a little guilty, Mr. Fang was ruthless, others didn't know, but didn't the old Sina employees know?
After all, Fang Zhuo still considered Sina's proactiveness this time, and said lightly: "Then what do you want to hear?"
In the sound of the flashing lights of "Kakaka", Guo Gaoran asked in a different way: "President Fang, why did you... make a layout for Yike at such an early time, is there any particularity to this?"
"It's nothing special." Fang Zhuo thought for a while, and still gave a slightly positive response, "Besides being optimistic about the company, I'm also afraid that others will come to me for discussion."
There was some commotion among the reporters.
Yes, Mr. Fang is right.
If others don't come to Mr. Fang to discuss, can Mr. Fang cut others?
This time, the passive defense really took effect!
Fang Zhuo continued: "The current situation and the difficulties encountered by Yike are not what I want to see. What I hope most is that Yike will make products that consumers like. I am very sorry for the institution's shorting of Yike. I said it earlier."
"Our well-informed investors will not be swayed by one-sided, positive and unsubstantiated reports with vested interests."
"All short-selling institutions are pessimistic about Yike, and they know what's going on in their hearts."
He shrugged: "If some institutions really deceive themselves, I can only say that it is their own fault and their own consequences."
I said it a long time ago, I said it a long time ago, if you are not allowed to be short, you must be short!
Take a look, it's your fault and your own consequences!
Hurry up and make money!
"As for the future of Yike, I still hope that everyone will not pay too much attention to the performance of the financial market. Yike is a down-to-earth company. We just make products and sell products, that's all." Fang Zhuo was in the sight of the reporter. Then he said something that suited his identity, and said tactfully, "Yi Ke and I just take what we deserve."
I, Fang Zhuo, have always been kind to others, and I deserve all of this.
He finally gave the reporters time to take pictures and videotape, and then nodded to everyone, indicating that it was over.
Airport security and assistants have cleared the space.
Fang Zhuo walked quickly to the elevator.
The reporters were kept back, still asking questions loudly.
"Boss Fang, please say a few more words."
"Mr. Fang, will you deliver the stock?"
I don't know who in the crowd shouted: "Mr. Fang, I've already sold Nokia."
Fang Zhuo was amused by such a sentence, and while the elevator was closing, he smiled and waved to everyone.
An elevator leads to the underground garage.
Tao Ruohong, a reporter from "Huaxia Securities News", was still by her side. She still didn't quite understand what happened, but there seemed to be a general outline in front of her.
flipped?
Did Yike make short-selling institutions suffer?
Is this Mr. Fang's premeditated plan?
"Mr. Fang, didn't you say that on the plane, and that Yi Ke needs this?" Tao Ruohong thought of her sincere manuscript, her own argument, and her question on the plane.
What was Fang's expression at that time?
Fang Zhuo nodded: "Yike needs this, needs growth and stormy waves."
"It's others who are surprised, and others who are shocked, right?" Tao Ruohong stared at Mr. Fang closely, "You still say you don't regret it..."
Fang Zhuo nodded again: "Well, I don't regret it, I hope others will regret it."
Tao Ruohong: "..."
Several Yike cars were parked in the underground garage, and one was prepared for the two of the securities newspapers.
"Thank you "Huaxia Securities Journal" for caring about me and Yi Ke. When I knew that I had an old friend by my side in the United States, although I didn't say it, my heart was still warm." Fang Zhuo said before getting into the car.
Tao Ruohong smiled bitterly, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Fang, we still hope that you will say the same next time. No matter what, we all hope that Yi Ke can grow stronger."
Fang Zhuo finally shook hands with the reporter, and saw another reporter coming down from the elevator.
He greeted with a smile, got into the car and closed the door.
The convoy drove away slowly, and the car with the media behind also followed.
However, when people come to Shencheng, they don't have so many worries, and I believe it will calm down soon.
Sitting in the car, Fang Zhuo breathed the safe air of his hometown, and silently used his mobile phone to reply to the concerns of some old friends overseas and at home.
Up to now, there are no problems at the financial level. What should be locked has been locked, and what should be notified has been notified. The only doubt is whether there will be changes from other levels within these two days.
Fang Zhuo made a special trip to inform Lu Peining before leaving New York, and now, the other party should also know how the legitimate profits here come from.
It should also be known what the size of this legitimate profit is.
Therefore, protecting the development of excellent enterprises and maintaining everyone's legitimate profits is what American civil servants should do.
Fang Zhuo believes that even if there are some small twists and turns in the past two days, it should not be a big problem, and it will allow Yike stock to open smoothly on Monday in the United States. After all, Geithner's position is also critical.
The destination of the car is Hang Lung.
On Fangzhuo Road, he was thinking about some high-end network cables. As soon as he saw the billboard of Yike, he saw an acquaintance from Goldman Sachs standing under the building.
The car stopped, and the group got off.
The security assistants are still vigilantly maintaining the boss's space, and there are also many reporters squatting here at the Yike headquarters.
Fang Zhuo walked forward quickly, and took the initiative to extend his right hand to greet his old friend: "Mr. Xu, why are you here? Why don't you sit up?"
Xu Kaiwei, the president in charge of Goldman Sachs' investment business in China, is also an old acquaintance who has dealt with Mr. Fang a lot. This time, he was called by the United States to persuade him to make peace.
"I have to come, Mr. Fang, you, you are..." Xu Kaiwei sighed, "You are really awesome!"
Fang Zhuo was confused: "Why do you have to come? I worked with Goldman Sachs very happily before, could it be..."
Xu Kaiwei nodded slowly, indeed, that's exactly what Mr. Fang guessed.
"Could it be that you switched jobs to other hedge funds?" Fang Zhuo guessed.
Xu Kaiwei smiled helplessly: "Mr. Fang, you will run on."
There will be a run on people, and a run on short positions.
He had to be honest: "I heard that Goldman Sachs has a fund in the United States, and this time it also bought some put options."
Fang Zhuo was shocked: "What?"
Xu Kaiwei: "..."
Fang Zhuo said angrily: "This is Goldman Sachs! We are close partners!"
Xu Kaiwei coughed: "Boss Fang, let's go up and talk."
Fang Zhuo sighed: "I didn't expect Goldman Sachs to be the first to rush to me, Mr. Xu, you really disappointed me."
"I'm actually not the first one." Xu Kaiwei corrected, "They're already on it."
Many organizations also have branches or offices in China, and this time he is requesting of this nature.
"Already on the top? Let's go, you guys, you are really speechless." Fang Zhuo shook his head, leading the people to go up.
Just as the group of people moved a few steps, a voice suddenly came from midair.
"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang!" A foreigner's head protruded from the window of the unknown floor of Hang Lung Building, and as he shouted hoarsely, half of his body began to move out.
Fang Zhuo raised his head and squinted his eyes, oh, some people are on top, and some people are on top like this.
"Mr. Fang, you can't do this!" The foreigner shouted in English, "How many people will go bankrupt like this! You will make me unable to live!"
The foreign friend suspected of jumping off the building quickly attracted the attention of the crowd below and some media shots around him trying to get closer.
Fang Zhuo frowned slightly in the face of such a request for a roll call.
The secretary Liu Zonghong next to him noticed the boss's change, and immediately gave orders to the assistants indifferently.
"Clear the scene, don't let the photo be taken."
"Call the police, bring a life-saving pad."
"Call for cleaning, prepare to wash the floor."
The assistants scattered away, leaving only two by their side to pay attention to the safety of the boss, don't jump down suddenly and hit Mr. Fang.
Fang Zhuo said to Xu Kaiwei: "Let's go, Mr. Xu, don't hit you."
Xu Kaiwei opened his mouth, but still didn't speak.
Financial long and short, either you die or I die. In many cases, this is not just a showdown of numbers.
Since he was at the poker table, he was willing to bet and admit defeat, so there was nothing to say.
This friend who may be from the nearest organization is just warming up the scene for Mr. Fang when he returns.
(End of this chapter)