I really am Musk's long-lost brother

Zhang Yan excitedly opened DY, because there were a bunch of interpretations of Musk's Martian Secret Text from various bloggers.

“This is a new programming language invented by Musk…”

“This is an encrypted Eagle Country secret file released by Musk…”

“This is Musk having a nervous breakdown and randomly typing on the keyboard…”

There were all sorts of things being said online. Some were madly praising him, while others were sarcastic. Some even said: “This is a secret language between Musk and Martians…”

But no one guessed that this was Musk communicating with Lin Yuan.

Zhang Yan naturally couldn't guess either.

“Are these messy things what he said to you?”

It's no wonder Zhang Yan was curious, because what Musk posted were indeed messy characters, such as: yj21&6%...￥==_dkl12

Only a ghost could understand it.

“Senior Brother, you’re not really a Martian, are you?” Zhang Yan said, actually reaching out to pull Lin Yuan’s face, and even putting her hand into his collar, fumbling around inside to investigate.

Lin Yuan let her explore his body with her hand, “The upper body isn’t clear enough, do you want to explore further down?”

“Get lost!” Zhang Yan withdrew her hand irritably, “Tell me the truth, what exactly is this content?”

“It’s an encrypted string. You don’t need to know the specifics. A simpler explanation is that it’s similar to Alipay and WeChat. When they pay, there’s actually no trickery involved. It’s all done by sending a message through the phone to their respective backends: Hey, I want to pay Zhang San five yuan.”

Zhang Yan blinked, “Is it that simple? Then why haven’t I heard of anyone cracking Alipay and WeChat? Is it because of the encryption you mentioned?”

“That’s right. Through asymmetric encryption, private information is sent via encrypted strings. Just like these strings Musk publicly released, you have no idea what he’s saying. Only I, who holds the private key, can understand him.”

Zhang Yan pressed, “Then what’s the key? Tell me quickly. Does Xiao Xia know too, and only I don’t?”

Lin Yuan was speechless again, “Can’t you stop being jealous all the time? I can’t even remember the key myself, it’s terribly long, and it’s stored on my phone.”

“Then does Xiao Xia know too?”

“I haven’t told her about this.”

“Really?” Zhang Yan asked excitedly.

“Why would I tell her? She’s been completely focused on dance practice recently, she’s practically a girl group trainee,” Lin Yuan complained, “She’s not even interested in doing anything with me. Every day when she comes back, she asks me to massage her, and the more I massage, the more energized I get, but she falls asleep in minutes.”

“Girl group trainee?” Zhang Yan murmured, “That’s a good idea. Xiao Xia really has the looks for a girl group. Should we just let her debut? Then I can have you all to myself.”

“Why don’t you debut? What kind of bad idea is that? What good girl goes and debuts for no reason?”

“Tsk~~, I was just saying. So what does this passage mean?” Zhang Yan pointed to a section of Musk’s Martian Secret Text she scrolled past on DY.

Lin Yuan was just about to show her the decryption process.

Lin Yuan took out his phone, then opened a deeply hidden small software, just like opening a hidden, unknown small app secretly kept by boys.

Then he used that small software to activate his phone camera and took a picture of the Martian Secret Text on Zhang Yan’s phone.

“OCR automatic recognition.”

“OCR? This has something to do with OCR?”

“This OCR is not that OCR,” Lin Yuan explained, “OCR in most contexts means Optical Character Recognition, not that overseas NGO I was fishing for.”

That small software quickly loaded the string, and then Lin Yuan clicked a button—Load Key Parsing.

Soon, the content of the string was analyzed.

“Bro, thank you so much, thank you for making me so much money!”

Looking at the parsed content, Zhang Yan was utterly bewildered, “What is this? Musk is thanking you for making him a lot of money? You’re doing business with him? You haven’t been fooling me this whole time, have you?”

Lin Yuan thought back carefully, “Oh~~, I remember. My bad, I haven’t checked Old Ma’s updates these past two days. Didn’t I ask him for access to the X platform user information database before? Although that old scoundrel only gave me access for a minute, I managed to get the local MAC address of that OCR guy based on that one minute.

You wouldn’t have thought, but X platform actually collects users’ personal information.

To be precise, none of those apps from The Other Shore’s Eagle Country are clean. No, none of the software in this world is clean.

Including those installed on our phones.

After I asked him for user information database access, I never had a chance to repay him. So, I took this opportunity to deal with Good Group and gave him a way to make money.”

Lin Yuan’s tone was calm, and Zhang Yan quickly understood.

“Musk is behind the Good Group stock price manipulation? No wonder, I was just thinking… how could Lanbiao Factory have the power to influence a company with a market value of over a trillion?”

Lin Yuan pretended to be awkward and didn't speak.

Lanbiao Factory certainly didn't have that power.

Lanbiao Factory was at most the initiator of the game. As for fanning the flames, that still had to rely on solid capital. And what Musk lacked least was money.

“Senior Brother, that’s not right.”

“What’s not right?”

“Musk made money by hyping up Good Group this time, but this hype itself was helping you deal with Good Group. Why would he still thank you?”

Lin Yuan coughed, “He doesn’t know I have a grudge with Good Group, so why wouldn’t he thank me?”

“So, you had Musk help you, and he’s still thanking you? You seem a little bad, you know.”

Lin Yuan said indifferently, “Just tell me, did he make money or not? He just fiddled around a bit and made tens of millions. When it comes to short selling later, that could be several small targets worth of income. Rich people, no matter how rich, won’t dislike more money, right?

Old Ma launches rockets all the time, which is very expensive.

I'm concerned about him, so I'm donating some money for his rocket launches.”

Lin Yuan spoke earnestly, but Zhang Yan looked at him with disdain.

“Ai~~, Good Group is going to be ruined by you this time. You used Lanbiao Factory to cut a small opening in Good Group, and then used that tiny bit of blood scent to attract international capital sharks. International financial capital will definitely stare at that opening in Good Group and bite fiercely.”

Lin Yuan said innocently, “Is it my fault? I just wanted to get ten million or so from Good Group and leave. But they swept me out the door and only compensated me with a hundred thousand. So today, I’ll take it myself. Not only will I take it myself, but I’ll also bring a bunch of hooligans to eat and drink at Good Group’s home.”

Zhang Yan said faintly, “I don’t understand stock trading, so what will happen next?”

“What else could happen? After the stock price reaches its peak, international speculators will exit first, then create another breaking point to crash the stock price in one go, waiting to short it.

Don’t look at how high Good Group’s stock price is now; they themselves are more anxious than anyone else.

More importantly, under such a high stock price, even if they internally know this is a crisis, they can’t unite, because as long as they exit and run now while the price is high, it’s every man for himself.

As for the food delivery market share, that’s all for later.”

“But what if Good Group sells all its shares while the stock price is high?”

“That involves operational details. Capital building positions naturally has its own set of rules. If cashing out at a high price were that simple, no one would lose money in stock trading. What’s more, would insiders at Good Group openly say: Our company’s stock price is very dangerous right now, everyone run!”

Zhang Yan laughed, “That’s certainly impossible.”

“Good Group, originally, wanted to slowly push up the stock price, and then slowly cash out for profit. Like a mosquito slowly sucking blood.

I, however, just introduced international capital to accelerate this process. Since Musk and his team have already made their move, I don’t believe Good Group still has enough chips. Perhaps they’ve already dumped all their chips, and they even thought they cashed out at a high price.

Who knows? I, anyway, entered early and have already laid in wait, and then when Old Ma tells me to sell, I’ll sell.”

“Musk will also tell you when to sell?”

“He said I’m his bro, he’ll tell me, so I’ll trust him for now. Anyway, I got in at a low price, so I won’t lose money no matter what.”