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Zhao Nantian immediately checked the accounts and provided Liu Feng with an accurate answer.
Liu Feng gritted his teeth and shouted, "Use these seven billion to support the market! We must protect the foundation of Tiancheng Stock!"
"Understood."
Zhao Nantian quickly contacted Tiancheng Corporation and Great Deeds Fund, mobilizing almost all available funds.
After granting authorization to the Operator, Liu Feng commanded, "Get ready to support the market and raise the price of Tian Cheng's stock."
The seven billion flowed in like a massive boulder, crashing into the already turbulent waters.
In an instant, the waves grew even larger.
Tiancheng Stock surged by thirty points, reaching a relatively stable trend. The entire Stock Market erupted in chaos.
The short-sellers had invested nine billion, while the supporters poured in eleven billion, totaling twenty billion altogether.
Investors were in awe.
This was the prowess of the titans of the Stock Market!
For just this one stock, both sides had engaged in a fierce battle.
Everyone held their breath, eagerly anticipating how much more capital the short-sellers would inject next.
Liu Feng felt anxious.
He had exhausted all his trump cards; if the other side continued to sell off, he would truly be powerless.
The tension in the atmosphere grew thicker.
Liu Feng's heart raced as he clenched his fists, fixated on the computer screen.
Time ticked away slowly.
The short-sellers remained silent, with no new funds being injected.
After a few minutes, they suddenly withdrew en masse.
Seeing this, Liu Feng finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Damn it! I thought they were more formidable than that!"
"Eleven billion is already too much to handle, and you still want to crash the foundation of Tiancheng Stock? Truly overestimating yourselves."
Liu Feng settled back onto the sofa, crossing his legs. "Butler Zhao, open a few bottles of red wine to celebrate with everyone."
"Oh, oh, oh..."
All the Operators cheered excitedly.
Zhao Nantian instructed the servants to open the red wine and personally poured a glass for Liu Feng.
Liu Feng raised his goblet and said to the Operators, "Thank you all for your hard work; your rewards will not be lacking."
"Thank you, Mr. Liu!"
"Cheers!"
Just as Liu Feng was about to clink glasses, the computer screen suddenly lit up with a glaring red trading display.
And it quickly took over the screen!
Liu Feng was taken aback, spitting out the red wine he had just sipped, and rushed to the computer to take a look.
Retail investors who had purchased Tiancheng Stock were frantically selling off their shares.
Most importantly, the transactions were all from the same person!
Liu Feng instantly collapsed onto the floor, cold sweat pouring out and quickly soaking through his shirt.
"Young Master, are you alright..."
"Get away!"
Liu Feng shoved Zhao Nantian aside and shouted at the Operators, "What are you all standing around for? Hurry up and think of a way to stop this!"
"Mr. Liu, this is normal trading in the Stock Market; we can't intervene..."
"Can't intervene?"
Liu Feng grabbed one of the Operators by the collar and shouted through gritted teeth, "You can't do anything? Am I paying you to sit around doing nothing?"
"Get out!"
"Get out of here, all of you!"
Liu Feng's anger burned fiercely as he overturned the Operator's computer. The Operators were so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word and left the hall with their tails between their legs.
Zhao Nantian, mustering his courage, stepped forward to advise, "Young Master, please calm down..."
"Calm down?" Liu Feng laughed in anger. "On the first day of trading for Tiancheng Stock, we fell for their feint. How can you expect me to calm down?"
"Quickly think of a way to contact the retail investors and try to recover all the shares," he commanded.
"Understood."
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