After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 276 - 275: Standing on the Shoulders of Giants
The night deepened, and the office filled with rustling sounds.
Lu Liang was eating clay pot porridge, but the eel congee wasn't very tasty.
The flavor was just average, yet it could nourish yin and yang, which is why it sold for 800 yuan per jin.
The Federal Reserve typically released key data such as interest rate decisions around 2 to 3 p.m., which was around 2 to 3 a.m. Beijing time.
Lu Liang could only kill time online, like reading netizens' comments about his cameo in a movie.
The reviews were unanimously high—whether his acting was good or not was another matter, but his presence could bring in over one billion at the box office.
He then checked Little Wang's Weibo, as he always had the latest on big and small news online.
But since Wanda had suffered from a double blow in stocks and bonds, he seemed to have quieted down, and hadn't been online for a long time.
Lastly, he looked at Tesla's stock price, which after peaking, was now hovering around 700 US dollars.
"Nearly 500 billion yuan, that's still a bit outrageous."
Lu Liang could understand the logic behind Tesla's price increase, but it was still hard to accept.
If BYD hadn't been restless recently, breaking a market cap of 300 billion, one Tesla could buy two BYDs.
"Should it go public in the future?" Lu Liang pondered, considering the future development path of Tianxing Technology.
He had invested in Li Xiang and NIO, and was very aware of their development plans—ready to go public as soon as conditions were right.
Despite the rapid growth of the new energy market, the current profits simply couldn't sustain enterprise development.
Not to mention the lack of profits, they were like children dragging investments all over, not wanting to continue such days even for a day.
Going public had become their common goal, taking money from the market rather than grappling with venture capital.
Although Lu Liang was part of a venture capital firm, he didn't deny that venture capital was like a usurer with a whip.
Any company slightly lagging in development or on the verge of market elimination would be savagely lashed with a barbed whip.
Li Bing was a prime example—visibly gaunt after more than a year in the sector; if he didn't have genes resistant to baldness, he'd probably have gone bald already.
"It's too early to consider, as the idea isn't even on paper yet."
Lu Liang opened his empty email inbox and laughed at himself.
He was considering going public without even a draft sketch, more outrageous than Old Jia's PowerPoint car-making.
As he leisurely browsed, the time reached 2 a.m.
Just after two ten, the Federal Reserve announced a third increase in the interest rate from 1.25% to 1.50%.
Once the news was released, US stocks surged across the board, and safe-haven currencies like gold started to decline.
Wen Chao and Sun Yutao weren't like Lu Liang, who, every time he entered the market, almost shouted to the world, "Here I am, come and get me."
So there was always a counterpart.
But they were different, coming quietly, like not wanting to get shot.
Even using leverage, their total capital was only 1.8 billion US dollars.
In the London Gold market, where leverage was rampant and daily transactions exceeded 20 trillion US dollars, 1.8 billion dollars was just a drop in the ocean.
Once the interest rate news was released, the market fluctuated drastically, almost instantly, Each ounce fell by 32 US dollars.
In those few seconds, Lu Liang's account went from loss to profit, showing a gain of 10.16 million US dollars.
He wasn't in a hurry to sell now since Wen Chao and others also hadn't sold, all waiting and watching for the opportunity.
Gold had risen by 10% that year, and this wave of the market needed to spit out at least 3%, if not more.
At the price of 1858, it wasn't the bottom yet, and those looking to profit by targeting the longs weren't just them.
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They had positioned themselves ahead of time and could maximize benefits by exiting before the next drop.
From two ten, they waited until nearly three, when someone couldn't resist and began to further suppress the gold price.
Neither Lu Liang nor Wen Chao mattered much alone in the market—their trades couldn't impact the market.
But it was different for them, with tens of billions of dollars turning into hundreds or even thousands of billions through leverage.
To cash out, the market had to continue to fall, and they had to silently exit during the downturn.
So apart from unusual black swan events, whether it was a significant rise or fall, it always had a stair-step appearance.
During the second wave, it dropped another 13.5 US dollars, Lu Liang no longer hesitated and decisively closed the position with one click.
He simply wanted to earn some petty cash, since he had so many girlfriends outside, including covering expenses such as Li Manli's mansion and Zhang Tian'ai's flat tonight.
Given the minimal funds Lu Liang employed, the trading process had virtually no loss, with a profit of 31.76 thousand US dollars per point at 45.5 points, totaling 14.45 million US dollars.
Lu Liang transferred the funds back to the trust fund. His total assets reached 623 million Hong Kong Dollars. He planned to find time to buy Tencent's stocks and then continue to hold them long-term.
Just as Lu Liang was tallying up the profits, Wen Chao seemed to have started closing their positions as well.
18 operators, transforming into pianists, smoothly settled one transaction after another.
Lu Liang glanced at the market situation for the London Gold, which had fallen again by 8.1 US dollars.
Tonight, Wen Chao and his team should have a profit of 53.6 US dollars.
Assuming they also bought in at the price of 1890, their profit tonight should be 80 million US dollars.
"Not just that!"
Lu Liang raised his eyebrows, suddenly remembering the surge in US stocks, with Tesla soaring once again in this market trend.
Instantly up by 5.85%, shooting up by 41 dollars, the stock price hovered around 743 dollars.
"I should be able to give them a short brief now."
Lu Liang calculated this month's earnings in his mind—Tesla had risen by 28.5%, earning 10% from Ningde Era.
Their asset value there should be exceeding 60 billion US dollars, with a net worth update next month expected to be 1.2, an annualized return of 20%.
He waited until 3:30 AM. In the surveillance footage of the trading room, Wen Chao's figure was no longer visible.
A few minutes later, Zhuo Yifan called to report, "Mr. Lu, are you resting?"
"Let him come in."
Lu Liang looked at Wen Chao with a smile, "The earnings tonight should be good, right?"
Wen Chao nodded emphatically; his cheeks still had a trace of flush that hadn't faded away: "Managed to fulfill the mission."
Although last time he too issued commands, Lu Liang was right beside him, appearing asleep and uninvolved.
But this time, it was entirely based on his and Sun Yutao's decisions, with him taking the lead in sending all the transaction orders.
The feeling from the two experiences was incomparably different. It's no exaggeration to say his heart was pounding throughout the entire time, and his heart rate must have soared to 180.
"It's good to feel your heart race; it indicates high concentration which greatly enhances sensitivity to information."
Lu Liang smiled, very satisfied with Wen Chao's performance tonight. He didn't know if Wen Chao was nervous,
but at the very least, he didn't show any weakness and displayed the demeanor of a great general.
Lu Liang checked the settlement report Wen Chao handed over; they had invested a total of 700 million US dollars tonight, yielding a profit of 92.75 million US dollars, a net gain of 13.25%.
The current total asset value was 62.42 billion US dollars, including 6.58% of Tesla's circulating stocks worth 49.33 billion US dollars, available liquid funds of 859 million US dollars, and NIO Li Xiang's stock rights valued at 450 million US dollars.
It's 2.42 billion US dollars more than what Lu Liang had estimated.
The day after tomorrow is Christmas, and the US stock market will be closed.
In a few days, it will be the new year.
For the short term, Tesla's stock prices might not fluctuate much. His first month after disengaging should still yield about 25%, which should be satisfying for them.
"Next operation can be slightly more aggressive."
Lu Liang handed the settlement report to Wen Chao to have it signed and stamped by Sun Yutao, marking the end of this project.
Officially, Sun Yutao was the manager and also the general manager of the fund. Lu Liang and the private fund were separated by Tianxing Investment.
He wholly owned Tianxing Investment, and Tianxing Investment held 80% of Tianxing Assets, so he was not directly connected.
The public fund being issued the day after tomorrow would also be through Tianxing Investment; Lu Liang was merely acting as the managing director.
Wen Chao nodded, his eyes eagerly looking at Lu Liang, hoping he would point out any shortcomings in their operation.
Lu Liang chuckled, "Everyone has a different style, what works for me might not work for you, you'll figure it out over time."
He came from a rough background without systematic learning, just cruising through on his plugins.
But Wen Chao and Sun Yutao were different, they were academically inclined with very solid theoretical foundations.
As long as he slightly disclosed some critical information, together with Sun Yutao, they actually had abilities surpassing Lu Liang.
Lu Liang even admitted this, putting it nicely, he played mysterious to allow them to gradually find their style, but in reality, he had nothing much to teach them.
Standing on the shoulders of Lu Liang,
they would only go further and perform even better.
