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178: A war without gunpowder, Li Qingyan was shocked

Su City.

Shanshui Manor.

Just as Gao Ze had anticipated.

When Feima Auto Group's stock price plummeted by 10%, thousands of employees and executives across the entire Feima Group were in an uproar, immediately informing President Liu Junpeng of the news.

However, Liu Junpeng was not in Donghai City at this time; instead, he had come to Su City, to this elegant manor frequently visited by numerous celebrities and dignitaries.

"Zhou Gongzi, your manor is truly exquisitely designed. I wouldn't trade it for ten billion!"

On the green lawn of the manor's golf course, Feima Group President Liu Junpeng, dressed in a white polo shirt and holding a silver golf club, his slightly plump figure trembled as he swung the golf ball.

"Old Liu, I can't handle your flattery. Last time, you just moved your lips and took three billion from me."

Zhou Xianlong's face was full of smiles. After hitting the golf ball, his gaze turned to Liu Junpeng: "How much do you want to take from me this time, and how many shares are you prepared to give in return?"

"Zhou Gongzi, I'm not that formidable. It's simply your keen eye for talent, seeing the potential in Feima Group."

"With the three billion in equity you invested back then, the shares you hold now could be cashed out for at least over fifteen billion. Even the stock god Buffett couldn't earn as much as you!"

Hearing Liu Junpeng's words, Zhou Xianlong's face, nearing thirty, smiled even more broadly.

Investing in Feima Group was indeed a highly profitable experience worth boasting about, so much so that even the older generation had nothing but praise when they heard of his achievement, having to give him a thumbs up.

"Our Feima Group recently needs funds for operations..."

Watching Zhou Xianlong's expression lighten with joy and ease, Liu Junpeng was about to press on, but at that moment, his assistant frantically handed him the phone.

"What's so urgent that it can't wait until tonight? You just had to interrupt my conversation with Zhou Gongzi."

Liu Junpeng's face was vexed as he took the call, but upon hearing it, his body suddenly stiffened, and his eyes widened.

"Old Liu, you look a bit upset. What happened?"

"Our Feima Group's stock market value has plummeted by 10%!"

"What?!" Zhou Xianlong turned to look, frowning as he asked, "What's going on? Why such a big drop?"

Feima Group's market value was over fifty billion. His controlling stake was 35%, which meant this drop alone cost him fifteen to sixteen billion, equivalent to half of his original investment.

"It's unclear what's going on at the moment!"

"But our company's data analysts have determined that all the short orders originated from a few common Hong Kong stock brokerage platforms, indicating that our group might be intentionally shorted by other mysterious capital!"

"Shorting?"

Zhou Xianlong stared intently at Liu Junpeng, his eyes sharp as he asked, "Why would Feima Group be shorted?"

"Zhou Gongzi, I don't know either!"

Zhou Xianlong pressed on, "Could it be that you offended someone in Donghai City? Otherwise, with Feima Group's market value stable, why would anyone short it?"

"That's unlikely!"

"I usually socialize a lot, always being generous in my dealings, rarely offending anyone. Besides, my controlling stake in Feima Group is only 10%, so shorting Feima Group wouldn't harm me much!"

Liu Junpeng looked at Zhou Xianlong and asked curiously, "Zhou Gongzi, you are the group's largest private shareholder. Could it be that you offended someone?"

Zhou Xianlong: "........"

He had offended too many people; who knew who it could be?

"It can't be me!"

"Quickly mobilize funds to protect the market! Otherwise, a significant drop in market value will not only damage the group's stock value but also harm the interests of many investors. None of us will allow such a thing to happen!"

Liu Junpeng glanced at his watch and said with a bitter smile,

"Zhou Gongzi, it's past four in the afternoon now. The Hong Kong stock market has already closed, and funds are sealed. Mobilizing funds to protect the market will have to wait until nine-thirty tomorrow morning."

Zhou Xianlong looked at his watch and indeed, the time displayed was 16:36 in the afternoon, making it impossible to mobilize funds to protect the market.

Feeling utterly vexed, he had no more desire to play golf, but at that moment, Liu Junpeng let out a loud cry: "This is bad!"

"What happened?"

Zhou Xianlong leaned in to look at Liu Junpeng's phone, which displayed a video with the title 'Feima Group's Fake Transaction of 2.7 Billion Yuan'.

"What's going on?!"

Zhou Xianlong's eyelids twitched. He picked up his phone and scrolled through, seeing the same title and content about 'Feima Group's Fake Transaction' appearing on various video websites, financial forums, and financial public accounts.

Moreover, these videos were not clickbait; they contained extensive and reliable transaction data for Feima Group, including various data points such as auto parts procurement, assembly, wear and tear, and sales.

Any data analyst or securities analyst verifying the data could easily confirm that all of it was authentic.

Feima Group had indeed fabricated a fake transaction of 2.7 billion yuan!

"You bastard, Liu, you screwed me over!"

Looking at the detailed transaction data in multiple video captions, Zhou Xianlong's veins bulged on his forehead as he grabbed Liu Junpeng by the collar.

He could now confirm that Feima Group's stock drop was a premeditated shorting by capital.

And he had also been screwed over by Liu Junpeng.

Feima Group fabricating transaction data was a bombshell in the financial market, which would cause distrust among investors and investment parties.

It was imaginable that once this transaction data was posted online, many institutions would pounce on Feima Group like bloodthirsty sharks tomorrow morning.

Meanwhile.

Li Qingyan, far away in Donghai City, looked at the public account articles collectively reposted by the wealthy in her social circle, her eyes gleaming slightly.

"Oh, Feima Group's transaction data is fake by 2.7 billion, and its stock has plummeted by 10%!"

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