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After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 384 - 381: The True Meaning of Wealth Secret Code
Chapter 384 -381: The True Meaning of Wealth Secret Code
September 1st, net values were updated.
The net value of the third phase fund increased by 0.29, reaching 1.92, with the fourth phase fund starting its first month at 1.498.
Lu Liang, returning to private equity in his first month, achieved a profit of about 3 billion US Dollars with a principal of 11 billion US Dollars.
A host of investors fell silent, and even those far away in New York, like Wilson and Cruick, were engulfed in deathly stillness.
The reason was that they knew more; Tianxing’s shares in Tesla had not yet fallen below 5% of the circulating stock.
This meant that the 11 billion US Dollars of principal had to be significantly discounted; the actual capital available for use wouldn’t exceed 7 billion US Dollars.
With 7 billion US Dollars in principal, achieving a return of over 43% in the foreign exchange market wasn’t difficult per se, but it posed enormously high risks, having used leverage of more than ten times.
At least, a financing of 50 billion US Dollars had taken place without any leaks, indicating that Lu Liang had planned this for a long time.
“Did he predict the Fed would raise interest rates based on the non-farm payroll data soon to be released this quarter?”
As soon as these words were spoken, Wall Street fell silent, and many turned their eyes toward the East, filled with awe and admiration.
Every time the non-farm payroll data were about to be released, various media outlets would invariably report and predict.
Old Te fully employed his businessman traits, even blowing cold in various global regions to create many new jobs for his country, meeting or surpassing expectations in the previous two quarters.
Mainstream media such as The New York Times and Wall Street Journal had predicted correctly, so guessing the achievement of expectations wasn’t difficult.
Moreover, given that it was during the Fed’s interest rate hike cycle—with the last hike just before last Christmas.
After eight months had passed, predicting that the Fed would carry out its fourth interest rate hike soon wasn’t particularly challenging.
The challenge lay in combining these two factors to deduce the true intention behind the rise in US stocks and the appreciation of the US Dollar.
“By mid-month, we’ll be family~”
Wilson picked up the photograph of Lu Liang on his desk, his gaze deep, almost melting.
To like someone is to hope they fare better, and Wall Street was the stage for him to realize his ambitions.
After a lunch break of one and a half hours, the A-share market reopened.
Ningde Era’s stock hit the daily limit and stabilized at a market value of 150 billion, leading Wen’s Shares by 18 billion, clearly becoming the top company of the Growth Enterprise Market.
The net value updates of Tianxing Private Equity were secrets to the public but not to institutions and capital players.
They all remembered Lu Liang’s prediction—with a five-year timeline initially, now reduced to just over four years.
If in four years Ningde Era could indeed break through a trillion in market value, those entering the market now could gain six to seven times their investment.
Lu Liang wasn’t just all talk; of all the listed company stocks that Tianxing Investment held, only Ningde Era was purchased with his own money.
Tesla was held by private equity, essentially using investors’ money, but Ningde Era was with his own funds.
Tianxing held 10.664%; if, as he stated, Ningde Era broke through a trillion, this stake would also be worth a hundred billion.
“Ningde hit the daily limit? As cunning as a ghost indeed.”
Lu Liang chuckled wryly, also feeling a pang of regret; although this prediction had once caused a stir, by now, hardly anyone remembered it.
Otherwise, at the current price of 83.2 yuan per share, even the working class buying one lot bi-monthly could easily see a five to six times increase in four years.
A real wealth code, just that most people couldn’t grasp it; they would probably be left pounding their chests, regretting it when that day arrived.
In the afternoon, Lu Liang was invited to Shangri-La Hotel to attend the thanksgiving banquet of “War Wolf 2”.
As days passed, “War Wolf 2” continuously set new historical box office records.
As of yesterday, the total box office had reached 5.32 billion yuan, growing by twenty to thirty million each day.
Mainly because the summer session had just ended and National Day was approaching, there weren’t many good films being released.
Cinemas everywhere were relatively empty, so they simply maintained 30% of screenings for “War Wolf 2”.
Every cinema hall had two to three screenings a day, resulting in relatively considerable box office receipts.
A movie that nearly reached ten billion also made Wu Jing an unparalleled director and actor within Huayu.
Because of this, although it was a semi-public thanksgiving banquet, nearly half the entertainment industry came to congratulate and ride on the popularity.
A sexy and beautiful actress, dressed luxuriously, slowly walked through the hotel entrance.
There was no red carpet on the ground, but in her heart, there was one—she paused every three steps, smiling and waving her hand.
Suddenly, a figure dashed past her, also capturing the attention of all the journalists.
“Lu Liang is here too?”
“Wu Jing really has quite the pull.”
“Lu Liang’s investment makes up 52%, earning him several hundred million; he’s all smiles.”
“The Midas touch isn’t limited to finance; his film projects seem never to lose.”
Seeing this, the actress was overjoyed and hurried to speed up her steps, hoping for a wonderful encounter with Lu Liang.
To mingle in this field is to wield influence, just like the queen of terrible films, Tiantian, who gets resources easily, all thanks to a good boyfriend.
Tiantian’s boyfriend isn’t even worthy to carry Lu Liang’s shoes; in the world of finance, Lu Liang is at the top.
However, due to her haste, she accidentally stepped on her gown’s hem and fell to the ground, revealing half of a silicone nipple cover as part of her dress came off.
She succeeded, not only in capturing the attention of the journalists but also making Lu Liang, who heard the commotion behind him, instinctively turn to look.
Little Wang popped up from somewhere, smiling and asking, “Do you like this style? Her reputation isn’t good.”
“Just one look, and you like it, Mr. Wang, you’re truly generous.” Lu Liang laughed and then looked away.
The actress looked familiar; she seemed to be the main actress in Zhou Xingxing’s Mermaid, but he couldn’t remember her name.
He walked into the banquet hall with Little Wang, asking as they moved, “When is Panda going public in Modu?”
“Next Wednesday, the 8th, at the Hilton Hotel, then flying to New York on the 16th, and the second roadshow is on the 18th.”
“That soon?”
“Didn’t you want it to be fast?”
Little Wang looked skeptical, suddenly wondering if Lu Liang had a bit of a split personality. Last time he was rushing Panda to go public like demanding a life, and now he thinks it’s too fast?
“I just bought a plane, to be delivered on the 13th, not sure if we’ll make it in time.”
Lu Liang chuckled dryly, looking at Little Wang with a bit more affection like a senior.
He still hadn’t figured out a way to reject the pledge, probably only able to sacrifice Little Wang to heaven.
But he would take responsibility.
“You don’t say, what model?”
Little Wang looked envious. He had always thought of buying a plane, but had restrained himself for the sake of developing Panda.
“A Bombardier Global 6000, do you like it?” Lu Liang showed a caring expression, willing to gift it to Little Wang if he liked it.
“Global 6000? Why not buy a 787? You can afford it.” Little Wang was greatly disappointed.
The dream machine he wanted was a Boeing 787, with a length of 68 meters, a wingspan of 65 meters, and a height of 17 meters, featuring a three-story small villa inside.
A model costing 258 million US dollars, if he ever had the money, he definitely wanted to buy one to experience the feeling of running a disco in the sky.
“…”
Lu Liang was at a loss for words, finding little in common with Little Wang. This squandering idea, only those who don’t manage household realize how expensive essentials are.
At that moment, Wu Jing received a message and hurried over, all smiles, “Mr. Lu, Mr. Wang, welcome.”
“Mr. Lu, Mr. Wang, hello.”
Next to him stood a middle-aged man with a small goatee, looking excited and wearing glasses.
Wu Jing hurriedly introduced, “Mr. Lu, this is Director Guo Fan I told you about.”
Director Guo was his friend, and a few days ago, he helped pitch the Wandering Earth project to Lu Liang.
Thinking Lu Liang was uninterested, Director Guo was ready to return to Beijing to continue seeking investors, but suddenly received a call last night.
He hurriedly called Director Guo, who was about to return to Beijing, to come back for today’s thank-you banquet for War Wolf 2.
Lu Liang nodded slightly, “Director Guo, hello, I’ve seen the project, how much more funds is it lacking?”
He then looked at Wu Jing, smiling, “I’m very willing to support domestic sci-fi films, as long as the funds are spent properly. Just let me know how much more you need to produce a high-quality film.”
Wu Jing looked delighted, nodded quickly at Director Guo; Lu Liang had spoken similarly to him before, directly adding twenty million.
This allowed scenes that would have been cut due to budget issues to finally make it to the screen and receive unanimous acclaim from the audience.