Chapter 238 Funding Decision
Wang Xueqing was cremated three days after his death. The old couple took the ashes back to their hometown in the countryside to bury them, and dug a hole in their own field.

The flying dust carried the ashes of paper money. The respected elders in the village recited the stories of fallen leaves returning to their roots and wanderers returning to their hometowns. The old woman had cried until her tears dried up and she collapsed on the ground, watching the paper money burn quietly.

The old man was hunched over as he went around thanking people and handing out cigarettes. The relatives were divided into two groups and were secretly competing with each other. When the wind blew by, he could faintly hear some gossip that the compensation was going to be too little and that they should go to the company to make a scene.

"If he heard it, I don't have to come back." The man in the baseball cap started the conversation from a distance.

Song Anli looked surprised: "He didn't hear it."

"80 yuan in compensation, plus a large claim from the insurance company, is too much. Didn't the lawyer warn you?"

Cheng Sen asked curiously, but Song Anli didn't comment. He continued, "Now the relatives are thinking about eating up the whole family. It may not be a good thing for the old man and the old lady to take back the house. Moreover, they only paid the down payment for the house. They can't afford the loan, and they may not know how to sell it."

"I asked you to come back to get something done. If you have any different opinions, go and tell him!" Song Anli scolded in a low voice.

Cheng Sen smiled and said, "How to do it? Slow work produces fine results or get results as soon as possible."

Ha, Song Anli pouted sarcastically and gathered the hair around her ears, pretending she didn't hear anything. Assistant Song, who completed a 25 billion merger and acquisition case at the age of 25, was just a little assistant who carried a computer and served coffee only in front of the 'him' they mentioned.

"Wang Xueqing is a small town test-taker, with an ordinary family background, ordinary looks and mediocre abilities. He buries himself in study and works as a migrant worker in the office, staring at the computer. His income is OK. He has never had the opportunity to meet a good girl since he was a child. He still has the mentality of a loser and cannot change. This kind of Phoenix man is the most popular with gold diggers, and they will definitely get one."

Cheng Sen took it easy and offered an explanation: "So if you just want his ex-girlfriend to give up the house, it can be done in a month. If you want to take revenge on him based on his pitiful experience, it can take two to three months or even half a year if everything goes well."

"How to do it specifically?" Song Anli couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Cheng Sen shook his head and said modestly: "It's hard to say whether it's easy to do or not. Anyway, no matter which method you use, you have to spend some effort and it's bound to be a losing business. You don't need to know."

"Take your time and try your best. Don't make it too embarrassing. He just felt bad and emotional for a short period of time when facing Wang Xueqing's parents in person. Maybe in the future... he will let it go." Song Anli softened her attitude and hinted vaguely.

It turned out that he really didn't understand the logic. After all, he was young and naive. Cheng Sen thought for a moment and decided to do him a favor.

"No, I think you shouldn't persuade him, we should just do what he says. At the age of 23, he is worth billion, and he has the 'emperor mentality' now. He makes decisions based on his own preferences. He doesn't care about the stinky faces of Wang Xueqing's relatives, nor does he care whether giving too many old couples is a blessing or a curse, and he doesn't care about wasting resources casually. It's just to satisfy his own spiritual sense of good and evil. This is exactly the embodiment of the emperor's will. Don't touch the thunder point."

Cheng Sen's voice gradually became low and almost inaudible. Song Anli suddenly looked up at the highway in the distance. A man in black casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets, was leaning against the door of the SUV, watching the chaotic burial scene. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses that covered half of his face and his expression could not be seen clearly.

I keep making money, is it just to buy cars, houses and luxury goods?

——Song Anli thought of what he had said not long ago, suppressed her chaotic thoughts, looked at the baseball cap beside her that she had looked down upon, and said meaningfully: "You know so much."

"Alas, I've suffered losses and learned lessons in this regard before. Top figures will do anything to achieve their goals and are willing to bend their backs and endure hardships. Apart from this, there is absolutely no doubt." Cheng Sen smiled jokingly.

Song Anli didn't respond, she straightened her clothes and walked forward. She was the representative of the company and had to present a bouquet of flowers.

Cheng Sen followed behind and suggested: "I haven't been back to China for a long time. What delicious food is there in the local area? Can you choose a place?"

"Farmhouse."

"Reliable, I'll treat you, it's a pity that Lao Li doesn't have time to come back, otherwise we could have a drink together."

The two chatted casually, and the young man who was standing on the road and watching from afar left quietly at some point.

The off-road vehicle traveled slowly along the country dirt road. The tires rolled over the fresh soil, and the pale yellow wild flowers swayed gently.

"I'm not going home tonight. Go to bed early and don't stay up late. I love you."

In the underground garage, Xie Jingxing hung up the phone. After an eight-hour drive back to Magic City, his brain inexplicably felt calm and clear after being bored and tired.

I just lay in the car and used my mobile phone to simply handle today's work. It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening when I finished everything. The underground garage was mostly empty. Even the hard-working financial workers had to finish their overtime work, after all, they would have to work overtime again tomorrow.

I got out of the car and went upstairs, and the lights were on in the Grapefruit Capital office.

"Why are you still here? Go home and rest early." Xie Jingxing greeted him.

The shirt hem was tucked into the hem of his trousers. The young male colleague with stubble bashfully scratched his head and said, "I'm sorting out Mr. Wang's work content. I heard you want to use it."

One carton was filled with thick documents, while another was piled with work badges, unfinished Snickers bars, and a large stainless steel thermos cup reflecting the light.

"Yes, there's no rush to use it." Xie Jingxing picked up the USB flash drive on top of the file box.

The young male colleague scratched the back of his head: "That's all. I have nothing to do when I get home, so I want to try to make a trading plan for tomorrow."

"You're in charge of the transaction?"

Xie Jingxing casually pulled over a chair and sat down. The investment manager was only responsible for formulating the trading plan, while the trader was only responsible for executing the trading plan. The job responsibilities between the two were clearly defined and there was a huge gap between them.

The secondary market does not look at titles, "position rights" is the only truth, whoever can control the right to use funds is the boss.

The active strategy securities investment team led by Wang Xueqing has three traders, all of whom are young, quick-witted and in good spirits. They look for fluctuations of several decimal places in the intra-market and trade at the best market price for each operation.

The shy male colleague is called Zhan Yunping. He is 26 or 27 years old and is an undergraduate student at Fudan University. He works hard with a monthly salary of 7,000 yuan and a little year-end bonus, striving for the opportunity to become a trader with position rights in the future.

His academic qualifications are a major drawback, and it is difficult for him to become an investment manager in one step. He is down-to-earth and does not have any extravagant expectations.

"Let's take a look together."

After driving for a long time, Xie Jingxing leaned over the desk with his hands on it and opened Wang Xueqing's computer to check the trading diary he left behind.

"Uh, Mr. Xie, it can be raised."

Zhan Yunping pressed the electric button, and the desk rose to a height suitable for standing. Mr. Tang had replaced the desk and chair some time ago, which cost several thousand yuan, and it was indeed comfortable to use.

Xie Jingxing raised his eyebrows. As the company grew, he let go of more and more trivial details.

This was originally a good thing, but things don't always go as planned. The dead are gone, and the living are still here. Old Wang was buried in the pit, and the grave had not yet grown grass, but the stock market had already shown signs of rising. Now it was too late to hire an external investment manager, and Xiao Zhan and the other three traders were not capable enough to be promoted on the spot. Xie Jingxing had no choice but to take over personally, and he would have to pretend to be the stock god for a while.

On Tuesday, May 5, Chengfei Holdings opened high and then fell back, with high turnover and large volume, profit-taking was cleared and buying was carried out.

On Wednesday, the market opened high and then fell back, maintaining a wide range of fluctuations throughout the day, and closed higher in the late trading. The turnover rate continued to be high and the trading volume was large. It is suspected that long funds entered the market and bought.

On Thursday, the stock opened flat and fluctuated upward, then quickly rose to the daily limit in the afternoon. The daily limit was broken in the late trading, and the buy orders were supplemented to close the daily limit.

On Friday, the market fluctuated sideways and fell at the end of the trading day. The volume shrank, there was no upward movement, and no large sell orders appeared.

On Monday, there was a flash crash during trading, and then it rebounded, with early profit-taking being sold out. In the short term, the trend will remain sideways, waiting for a second chance to rise, and continue to absorb and buy.

On July 7st, I completely liquidated my positions in batches and reaped the full 31% gain. The stupid speculators followed me and ate dust!

After two months of operation, Wang Xueqing's diary showed violent emotions on the day of profit-taking. Clicking on the K-line chart of individual stocks, we can see that on July 7, Chengfei Holdings showed obvious signs of violent pull-up and shipment decline.

"You left just in time, and you did a good job." Xie Jingxing continued to check the transaction records of other stocks.

Zhan Yunping sighed to himself. In his opinion, Mr. Wang was very capable and talented. Their team had caught several stocks with short-term sharp increases this year, and Chengfei Integration was the best one among them.

The military industry is superimposed on the concept of mergers and acquisitions and restructuring. The stock was suspended at the end of last year. It opened in mid-May this year and hit multiple daily limit ups in a row. After the opening, Mr. Wang formulated an investment strategy and decisively cleared out the shares and bought in despite the high turnover.

During this period, various patient operations of washing the market and pulling up the price were carried out, and it took two months to reach the end and made the most profit.

As of today, thanks to this operation by Chengfei Holdings, their group's floating profit rate is as high as 87%, which is not 11% of 87 billion of their own funds, but 30% of the utilization rate of 87 billion funds after leverage.

Calculated based on his own capital, Mr. Wang is no worse than Xu Xiang and Brother Zhao who are touted in the market. He only lacks an opportunity to independently control the fund. He also said that he will strive to guarantee 30 months of dividend bonuses for everyone by the end of the year.

Zhan Yunping rubbed his eyes with a sour feeling in his heart. Xie Jingxing casually deleted the emails in Wang Xueqing's mailbox and ordered, "Order two cups of coffee and some midnight snacks."

"Oh, okay, Mr. Xie, what would you like to eat?" Zhan Yunping asked in a low voice.

Xie Jing couldn't help but laugh: "Iced Americano double espresso with a full cup of ice, anything else you want, it's my treat."

His rough and dark face turned slightly red due to staying up late. Zhan Yunping smiled awkwardly, picked up his phone, and shrank into a corner to order takeout.

Xie Jingxing transferred a few hundred yuan to him, stretched his body and began to practice Qigong, quickly browsed a few market summaries, and then opened the document and started typing on the keyboard.

On July 7, the day when Wang Xueqing took profits, the central meeting emphasized the reform of shanty towns, which was linked to the Belt and Road Initiative to hedge against the overcapacity caused by the explosion of international crude oil.

When in doubt, build infrastructure; if there is no domestic demand, create it and stabilize the investment market.

As cities around the world gradually relax purchase restrictions, residential real estate, cultural and tourism infrastructure along the Belt and Road, and the implementation of supporting functions in free trade zones, policy guidance has once again drawn a main market line for the market.

Naturally, the influx of funds has driven the absolute main theme from the second quarter to the present, from the skyrocketing "Yingkou Port" to the military-industrial stock Chengfei Holdings with the concept of mergers and acquisitions and restructuring.

Military industry concept stocks in the securities market are a cyclical sector. They always take in funds that have nowhere to go when the market is sluggish and plummets or soars. Their characteristics are very stable and they hardly deviate from the regular trend.

The core logic is very strange. Xie Jingxing simplified it to mean that when the economy is bad, national defense is needed for protection, and when the economy is good, national defense and military industry are also needed for protection...

For example, in the few pitiful bull markets in the domestic stock market, the military industry sector has always followed closely behind the securities concept, and this round of stock market is no exception.

Currently, real estate concept stocks have experienced a round of rally after all the good news has been released, blue-chip stocks in upstream industries such as steel and cement have not yet rotated, the military industry sector has switched between high and low positions, and it is still too early for financial sectors directly related to market performance, such as securities companies, to start.

Xie Jingxing's original investment strategy was to use leverage to buy financial brokerage stocks at a low price for medium and long term investment. Now that Lao Wang is dead, it would be meaningless for him to take over the business and continue to follow the market in a lukewarm manner.

It is better to try some exciting short-term waves. After all, I am a reborn cheater with a position of 3 billion. I will duel with Myanmar A once, just this once.

"Tomorrow, we will gradually clear our positions according to the operation plan."

Xie Jingxing sent the half-finished market analysis to Zhan Yunping. The young man, holding half a pizza in his mouth, compared and checked the position ratios.

According to Mr. Xie’s plan, the existing holdings will drop to the second level, and many scattered stocks that have not been activated for low-cost buying will be almost completely cleared out.

Zhan Yunping rubbed his greasy hands, took a sip of coffee and barely suppressed his inner doubts. The big boss who was a few years younger than him had a natural talent for controlling lightning in the primary market, but the secondary market was a completely different concept.

"Mr. Xie, do you want to screen targets?" he asked tactfully.

Xie Jingxing operated the four screens carelessly, looking at them intermittently: "I've chosen, let's do this one next."

"Meidu Special Steel is a military industry concept company that mainly deals in special steel for military and nuclear power. It has performed well in this round of general rise in the military industry sector, and its current share price is at a historical high." Zhan Yunping recited the stock trend from memory without hesitation.

Xie Jingxing raised his eyebrows: "This is the research report released by Essence Securities today."

The content is roughly about how many tons of special steel production capacity Coal City Special Steel has per year, how much money it is expected to make from supplying a nuclear power unit, the expected annual income is 20 billion yuan, and it occupies 40% of the domestic mold steel and high-temperature alloy market, etc., and the conventional cheers are optimistic.

"It is known that the market index fluctuated upward, and the hot spot of the military industry sector, Chengfei Integration, went out of the leading trend and raised the ceiling of the sector's capital capacity. When Chengfei Integration collapsed and entered the high-low switching stage, no relay leading stocks appeared."

Xie Jingxing paused for a moment, giving Zhan Yunping time to concentrate, and then continued, "It is also known that the One Belt One Road concept is hot, which is good for the growth of foreign trade export orders in industries such as high-speed rail and nuclear power. So 'Coal City Steel' fits the two current hot concepts of One Belt One Road and military industry, right?"

“That’s the fundamental view.”

"Let's continue. They established the 'Nuclear Power Office' and the 'Military Industry Office' on the 1st of this month, and the stock price rose several times during the August st holiday. Is this good news?"

"But the expected increase in the positive news has already been realized."

"Who decides whether the favorable expectations are fulfilled? I think it should be decided by funds."

(End of this chapter)