On the 17th, just as Chen Cheng had deduced from the Five Sisters, the market surged by 6%.

The long positions that Company Name had built up at the end of the trading day also showed paper profits.

However, Company Name didn't move at all today; they neither increased nor decreased their positions.

Company Name, on the other hand, was stimulated by the news and skyrocketed at the opening.

It surged by as much as 720% during the session before falling back.

By the close, the stock price still exceeded the acquisition price given by Company Name, closing at $14.21 per share.

On the 18th, all market participants were stunned once again.

The S&P 500 fell another 7.01% during the session, triggering another circuit breaker.

Meanwhile, Company Name was methodically and aggressively buying the dip.

Many of the stocks in his Snow Leopard 30 portfolio were on the list.

They bought everything from the Five Sisters of technology to the online conferencing, food, and energy sectors.

On the 19th, the market fluctuated and rose by 2%.

John stood in the trading hall to oversee the increased buying.

Meanwhile, Chen Cheng sat in his office, directing the traders in Hong Kong Island to buy the dip in gold.

Of the 6.8 billion dollars just earned, 6 billion dollars was set aside as margin replenishment for gold trading.

Left hand the New Yorkers, right hand the gentlemen.

Left hand futures, right hand spot.

He was having the time of his life.

There is a common misconception here: 'Antiques in prosperous times, gold in chaotic times.'

As a safe-haven asset, gold should theoretically rise when the market falls.

But is this logic correct?

In reality, when extreme market downturns occur, institutional investors like hedge funds and banks face margin calls and need to quickly liquidate assets to replenish liquidity.

At such times, all liquid safe-haven assets become targets for sell-offs.

Stocks, bonds, gold!

Although gold has safe-haven attributes, its sufficient market depth makes it an 'ATM' during liquidity crises.

During this period, gold followed the circuit breaker down, falling all the way from $1,700 per ounce to below $1,500 per ounce.

Today it opened at $1,486 per ounce.

Right up until the daily settlement.

He opened 500 million dollars in futures, with a 5% margin and 20x leverage;

and 500 million in spot, with a 2% margin and 50x leverage.

Playing big with small stakes, tense and exciting.

On the 20th, the last trading day of the week, the market plunged again by 3.7%.

At the close of this day, the atmosphere in Company Name's trading room was heavy.

The new fund's position reached 80%, and with leverage enabled, the held long positions had already reached 15 billion.

Although there was nearly 3 billion in liquidity remaining, this was practically going all-in on the entire new fund.

Yet the market had not seen an uptick.

Gold, however, saw a slight rise, and Chen Cheng did not stop, adding another 500 million in spot and 500 million in futures.

Except for Chen Cheng, who remained as steady as Mount Tai, everyone else was a bit panicked.

At this moment, Chen Cheng walked out of his office with checks that had the amounts written on them but were unsigned.

He looked at everyone with a brilliant smile on his face and clapped his hands.

"Hey, hey~"

"Guys, forget everything that happened these past few days."

"The market is already recovering, and our fund is very safe."

Only then did some smiles appear on their solemn faces.

Chen Cheng chuckled helplessly; they really had developed stress disorders after being with him for so long.

He took the list and started calling out names, "Hill~"

A young white man with long, blonde hair stretched his neck.

Chen Cheng beckoned him over, and Hill, immediately realizing what it was about, walked up to Chen Cheng with an uncontrollable grin on his face.

"Chen~"

Chen Cheng smiled and handed him the check, "Congratulations!"

"Oh...my...god," Hill looked at the number on the check, his pupils dilating in shock.

The others also smiled, casting expectant glances at Chen Cheng.

"Thank you, Chen," Hill said, taking several deep breaths to calm down slightly, nodding slightly with a smile.

Chen Cheng smiled and extended his fist, and Hill immediately raised his own to bump it.

"Good job~"

Hill received an unsigned check for 6 million dollars.

This was his pre-tax bonus.

It wasn't signed because it was just a ceremony.

The final payment would actually be made after accounting processed the taxes.

After deducting federal taxes, state taxes, and FICA taxes, the actual take-home amount from the 6 million dollars would be 2.83 million dollars.

Chen Cheng then called out in turn, "Larry~"

"Wendy~"

"..."

These were the amounts set by John.

That fatty had even learned the Chinese way of handling human relationships and had included Zou Yu as well.

Twelve traders, plus him and Zou Yu, making fourteen people in total, shared 70 million US dollars in bonuses, averaging 5 million dollars per person.

The remaining 3.5 million was distributed to the administrative, financial, security, and logistics staff like Sarah.

Zou Yu looked at the 2.3 million dollar check, completely stunned.

"I have one too?"

Chen Cheng chuckled helplessly, "Why not? You also participated in a lot of work, didn't you?"

"Helping the leader relieve stress so that the leader can work without distractions."

"Isn't that an irreplaceable contribution?"

He patted her shoulder, "Go to the finance office; they've called in someone from the bank and have an account ready for you."

Zou Yu's pretty face instantly flushed red.

Fortunately, they were speaking Mandarin, which the others didn't understand, otherwise she would have wanted to crawl into a hole.

With so many people watching, she couldn't hit him, so Zou Yu glared fiercely at the Great Handsome Guy who was suppressing his laughter.

On the weekend, Chen Cheng went to look at houses with Zou Yu and Dada.

The two-story house he bought when he was in school was no longer enough.

In the end, he chose a South of France-style country villa in Beverly Hills, covering nearly 0.48 acres (1,940 square meters) of land, with a total building area of 5,500 square feet (510 square meters).

It had five bedrooms and five bathrooms, plus a swimming pool, spa, lawn, parking, front yard, and backyard—everything one could need.

The price was less than 25 million dollars.

Just looking at the price, buying a detached house with nearly half an acre of land in a globally renowned luxury residential area, one might feel it's a steal.

Don't be too hasty; there are still taxes.

Property taxes and other miscellaneous fees add up to over 200,000 dollars annually.

According to Zou Yu, "If you gave me this house, I wouldn't even be able to afford to live in it."

Chen Cheng said goodbye to Dada and flew to New York with Zou Yu.

Before the market opened on Monday, the Federal Reserve announced unlimited quantitative easing.

Market sentiment hadn't reversed yet, but there were signs that the market was stabilizing.

The Dow Jones fell by 3%, and the Nasdaq closed slightly lower.

Gold, on the other hand, surged directly by 3.65%, and Company Name's paper profits exceeded the invested capital.

On Tuesday, the market skyrocketed across the board, closing up by over 8%.

In Company Name's trading room, there was great jubilation.

On Wednesday, the 2 trillion dollar economic stimulus bill that made Chen Cheng drool arrived.

Taxpayers with an annual income of less than 75,000 dollars could each receive 1,200 dollars, with an additional 500 dollars for children.

Chen Cheng even felt a moment of regret that he didn't have any children.

Once this bill was released, Chen Cheng knew that there was nothing left for him to do in LA for the time being.

The next day, he took Zou Yu and flew to New York.

Lately, Chen Cheng had been living an exceptionally happy life.

During the day, he watched the entire market rise and fall like a roller coaster.

At night, he accepted gifts of surging waves.

Twenty-four hours a day, ten hours of which were spent with an excessive secretion of dopamine, it was hard not to be happy.