Chen Cheng woke up in the morning, made breakfast, and then headed to the company without any rush.

He walked there.

Zhen Cheng's office was less than two kilometers from Chen Cheng's residence, located on Wilshire Boulevard.

Three years ago, when Chen Cheng was preparing to form his team, he had conveniently bought an entire floor in a CBD office building near the school.

Walking into the office and looking at the pre-market trading prices, a smile curled at the corners of Chen Cheng's mouth.

Jiaxiang Industrial's stock price had already soared to 32.5, returning to the level it was at before being shorted.

Chen Cheng didn't stay to watch the ticker; he went back to his office to organize the upcoming trading strategies.

Based on the current stock price, he estimated a profit of nearly 2 billion this time.

Including the 3 billion in principal, Zhen Cheng now had nearly 5 billion in funds, so he needed to carefully adjust his holdings.

He was busy all day, and as closing time approached, John knocked and entered Chen Cheng's office.

"Boss, all positions are closed. The average price was 28.9 per share. The profit is 2.1 billion—" John's expression appeared normal, but he was forcefully suppressing his excitement.

Chen Cheng's eyes widened slightly; this figure was clearly higher than expected.

"Laugh if you want," Chen Cheng said, looking teasingly at John.

"Hahahahaha—" John finally couldn't help himself and let out a wild laugh.

"Hahahaha—" Chen Cheng laughed along with him.

"A man holds a Wu Hook in one hand, his spirit higher than a hundred-foot tower."

One word!

Exhilarating!

...

Choosing a side is an art, and going all-in is even more of an art.

Well, with an all-in based on a familiar script, we haven't lost in these five years.

After laughing for a while, Chen Cheng spoke up: "As usual, the remainder will be distributed. Old rules: you set the amounts, and I'll sign the checks in a bit."

When money is made, the cake must naturally be shared.

The second rule Chen Cheng established for Zhen Cheng: for any windfall, the traders would take all the remainders.

Because of this rule, the people below would consciously make the remainders higher.

Like this time, the traders under him could split 60 million.

However, Chen Cheng didn't care.

When the water is too clear, there are no fish.

Traders need that kind of stimulation.

After John left, Chen Cheng called Ben.

"Hey man, you know what time it is?" Ben's tone was clearly unhappy.

Clearly, in his excitement, Chen Cheng had forgotten the time difference between him and Ben; it was already late at night in the Middle East.

"In the past 24 hours, you've made 900 million," Chen Cheng said calmly. "Yeah, us dollars."

"WTF???" Ben practically bounced up from between two mounds of soft flesh.

...

Both were silent for a moment as Ben hurriedly checked various news on his computer. After a while, he spoke: "You short-squeezed Jiaxiang Industrial's shorts?"

"Mm-hmm." Chen Cheng smiled. It was truly pleasant to deal with smart people; you only need to say half a sentence for them to understand everything.

"Fuck, then didn't you make even more?" Ben cursed with a laugh.

Inwardly, he was secretly relieved that he hadn't agreed to give this bastard a 50% profit split; otherwise, the bastard would have taken even more.

The two chatted for a while, discussed the allocation of funds, and then hung up.

On Zhen Cheng's books, there were 7.1 billion in stocks and cash. Chen Cheng would withdraw 1 billion, leaving 6.1 billion in funds, of which Ben held 63.64% and Chen Cheng held 36.36%.

He also discussed the profit split with Ben. With that 900 million as a gift for their cooperation, the talk went smoothly, and future profits would be split fifty-fifty.

After finishing this, Chen Cheng went to the trading hall and signed a check for everyone.

"Thank u boss"

"Chen, very cool!"

"Chen, I love you!" There was no shortage of bold female traders who rushed up to use their large breasts to boldly show their affection for Chen Cheng.

...

Praise and gratitude were endless.

After signing the checks, Chen Cheng had John book a yacht party and then gave the traders some time off.

He also arranged for girls to apply sunscreen for the brothers.

Of course, if the female traders were willing, there were boys as well.

Chen Cheng didn't go along immediately, though he would show his face later to remind his subordinates who the boss was.

Until dark, Chen Cheng was busy in the office writing the next trading strategy. It wasn't until his stomach growled in protest that he closed his laptop.

Chen Cheng took the company's master keys, packed his things, and left the office.

He was preparing to return home. Aside from the girls, there was nothing left in Ugly Country worth staying for.

Mainly because Ye Zhenzhen had returned home two months ago, and even Andy had gone back. The plot he had been waiting for had begun.

Girls of the 22nd floor, your Chen Xiao-Zha is coming.

Locking the office door, Chen Cheng walked toward his residence without any rush.

Feeling the cool evening breeze of the West Coast, he unconsciously reviewed the past two days of trading in his mind.

It had been so smooth—so smooth that Chen Cheng felt it was unusual.

"Logically, once I exited my position, I joined the short side. Why could Jiaxiang still maintain its rise?"

"Who stepped in to help Jiaxiang?"

"Logically speaking, even if A-Zhong intended to provide a floor, they likely wouldn't act in the secondary market. That doesn't fit A-Zhong's capital safety principles."

"A white knight lying in wait?"

The more Chen Cheng thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The news of traffic recovery after the market closed yesterday came so opportunely; it directly triggered today's opening surge.

By the close, Jiaxiang Industrial was already at 36, with a market value 10% higher than before it was shorted.

"That's damn impressive—smothering the shorts while profiting from the stock price dividend." Chen Cheng figured it out and couldn't help but admire the ruthlessness of the person behind the scenes.

He was now certain that this wave of capital was still in the market because they had taken the shares from his hands.

It was foreseeable that Jiaxiang would continue to rise until this capital completely exited.

It was exactly a case of finishing off the shorts while pumping the stock price.

"To think they even gave me a lift," Chen Cheng laughed self-deprecatingly, clearly feeling that he had a bit of luck on his side; otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to withdraw, nor would there have been so much profit.

"Combined with the sky-high nickel prices, Jiaxiang has also won big."

Chen Cheng shook his head inwardly and smiled again. It seemed his role as a white knight was a bit like being a third party.

But this was fine too; he could easily stay hidden as just some smart money that seized an opportunity.

However, what Chen Cheng didn't know was that yesterday, a banker working at the Shanghai Branch of Shenmao Bank had died.

His car had plunged off an elevated highway, his face was smashed beyond recognition, and he died on the spot.

Arriving at his front door, Chen Cheng smiled when he saw that black GM SUV.

Looking at the beauty sitting in the car, he said, "My dear Miss Daddario, what brings you here?"

"Hmph! What do you think?"

The beauty stepped out of the car and naturally took Chen Cheng's arm, her two full mounds hugging his arm tightly, her tone a bit flirtatious.

A smile curled on Chen Cheng's lips as he led her into the house.

"I'm a bit hungry. Shall we eat together? Chinese food?"

Dada shrugged. "OK." She had come to find Chen Cheng for dinner anyway.

And to get some exercise together after the meal.

Chen Cheng went into the kitchen. Since coming to Ugly Country, his cooking skills had improved rapidly.

There was no helping it; he'd eaten the white-haired old man's food so much he literally wanted to vomit.

While Chen Cheng was cooking at the stove, Dada wasn't idle either.

...

Dada lowered her hips and looked back at the dazed Chen Cheng. "Baby, aren't you coming?"

Sss~!