Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 448 - 214: Orchid Heart with Gentle Virtue_2

The most sophisticated lessons are often just like that.

However, the young woman had an exceptionally strong capacity to withstand pressure. After barely two seconds, she lifted her head again, mustering the courage to ask further, "So, do you have other evidence to support your judgment that regulation is getting stricter?"

"Correct, you’re teachable." Brother Lie nodded in satisfaction right away. He’d truly mastered the office ’CPU,’ so to speak. But he did have substantial knowledge to share, not just empty talk. Once he started speaking, the depth and breadth of his knowledge flowed effortlessly.

"Since 2009, the hottest term in the domestic internet sector has been ’big data.’ Starting from next year, stocks related to big data in the market will definitely perform exceptionally well. Of course, that’s not what we’re here to talk about right now. What’s the deeply impactful application of big data for us? It’s the big data surveillance emphasized by the Shenzhen Stock Exchange! 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

"Do you know what the construction goal of the Frontline System is? Let me briefly explain—

"1. Monitor abnormal stock price movements. Once abnormalities are detected, immediately monitor the trading behaviors of the buying or selling accounts.

"2. Delve into trading scenarios involving listed companies, brokerages, and funds, with a focus on monitoring recorded accounts.

"3. Compile a list of major private capital, such as powerful individual traders, speculative hot money, and private equity funds. Acquire all related accounts, and through synchronous buying and selling, penetrate all beneficial ownership accounts.

"4. Establish a three-tiered control system for all abnormal buying and selling behaviors: issue letters of concern for minor issues, warning letters for moderate issues, and restriction letters for significant abnormalities. Directly administer administrative penalties and initiate criminal cases for legal violations.

"There are many more points, but let’s leave it at that for now. You can take your time to learn more when you have the chance.

"In essence, the nation’s resolve has always been firm. As technology advances, regulatory measures become more sophisticated. What used to be harmless gray-area activities might not be safe anymore. And once warned multiple times, or even faced with a delayed reckoning, can you imagine and bear those consequences?"

Jiao Fangyan was dripping with cold sweat, her delicate body trembling with fright. She was a trader who had come up in the old era, having used various operational techniques, many of which did indeed skirt the edge of the rules. Upon deep reflection, it was truly terrifying.

In fact, the following year would be a tumultuous one, and the year after that would be marked by harsh crackdowns. Excluding Xu Xiang, who was utterly crushed, heads would still be rolling everywhere in the coming years. Zhang Jianping, Brother Zhao, the Expendables Team’s three titans, the Foshan Gang... The market’s top speculative investors and powerful individual traders were all fined, collectively contributing over 30 billion in penalties. In any case, the overall tone was one of strict prevention, solving every case, and rectifying every mistake.

Because of such strictness, a particularly amusing situation often arose in later years. Seeing that the stock price trend was unfavorable and about to crash, quantitative trading systems would begin selling, dragging retail investors along with them, and in a short while, the stock price would be hammered down to its limit-down. But during the decline, speculative investors could only watch helplessly, not daring to make a move. Only when the stock price hit the limit-down did these speculative investors start to queue up to exit at the limit-down price.

Why could quantitative systems sell, but speculative investors couldn’t? Because if speculative investors caused the stock price to drop by more than 4% by continuously selling, or by placing large orders directly at the limit-down price, effectively selling high-priced stocks at a lower price, they were 100% certain to receive a warning letter. After three warnings, they could possibly receive a restriction letter. So, those who didn’t want to die could only wait until it hit limit-down before queuing up to sell, competing on the speed of their trading channels.

The same regulatory rules were slightly more relaxed for machine trading by quantitative funds. However, if they maliciously used programmed trading for large, continuous sell-offs, they would still face fines and be put in the "little black room." Thus, it often happened that retail investors would collectively exert force, trapping institutions and speculative investors, causing them to suffer significant losses. Retail investors could smash prices and hit the panic button as they pleased, while the major players faced more restrictions. Top-tier speculative investors of future generations almost all suffered such silent losses.

Strictly speaking, this was market progress and our nation’s way of protecting retail investors—a praiseworthy achievement beneficial to every stock trader. Of course, losses due to the lack of personal capability among retail investors were another matter, an eternally unsolvable problem.

Returning to the present, Han Lie wanted to remind Jiao Fangyan, "Since we have the ability to make money purely through technical analysis and market intuition, let’s try our best not to engage in those actions that violate regulations or even break the law. Some money may seem easy to earn now, but the pain of returning it later will penetrate to the bone. Given our volume, it’s only a matter of time before we’re on the regulatory watchlist, but we should strive to never appear on the punishment list. Only those who aren’t greedy will avoid becoming one of those who jump from rooftops."

"I understand." Jiao Fangyan nodded solemnly, thoroughly convinced. "I will always remember your advice."

Han Lie waved his hand in satisfaction. "Alright, hurry up and revise your trading plan. Pay attention to controlling the number of shares traded and the percentages."

"Understood!" Young Mistress Jiao was not daunted; on the contrary, she felt invigorated. The new boss was completely different from those old-school operators, but he gave her a greater sense of security, sparing her the worry of suddenly being made a scapegoat. She was surprised and, at the same time, genuinely overjoyed.

Han Lie then reminded Daxia and Shi Tou, "You two study hard. Teacher Jiao is very skilled."

"Yes!" The two youngsters were also pumped full of adrenaline.

The invigorated trio marched toward the trading room, chests puffed out, their fighting spirit maxed out and their sense of autonomy off the charts.

And then... Han Lie had nothing more to do. He casually checked the market in his office, converted the small change in his competition account into Wei Hua shares, and then began to scan the news. After over an hour, he couldn’t sit still any longer. So, Brother Lie sauntered out of his office, planning to rest his eyes on Lü Shuli.

Before reaching the door, he spotted another young woman from afar—Yue Xiu, the beautiful pianist from the last dinner party.

"Eh? Senior Yue Xiu, long time no see." Han Lie greeted her politely, being very careful with his address.

Yue Xiu’s demeanor was exquisite: a swan-like neck, squared shoulders, and a slender, straight back. Seated, she resembled a lotus flower; standing, she was even more poised and elegant. She gracefully tucked a strand of long hair behind her ear, stood up, and said with a light smile, "I heard your company was opening, so I came to broaden my horizons. I hope I’m not disturbing you?"

"How could you be?" Han Lie walked to the edge of the reception desk and replied with a laugh, "You came without even telling me, so how could it be a disturbance?"

Yue Xiu tilted her head up slightly, looking at Han Lie. "I didn’t want to affect your work. Anyway, Shuli was free, so we were just chatting."

Lü Shuli and Yue Xiu stood side by side, hand in hand. Hearing this, Lü Shuli smiled and said, "Is it wrong for me to be lazy like this? But if you’re going to blame anyone, blame Yue Yue!" Following Yue Xiu’s cue, she addressed Han Lie with the informal ’you,’ instead of the more respectful form she had used previously—a detail managed with great subtlety.

Han Lie openly admired the twin lotus-like beauty of the two women, his mood improving considerably. "It’s fine, I approve of your slacking off. The two of you standing at the company’s entrance greatly enhances our image... Or maybe we should remove the seats? From now on, you can stand on duty."

"Are you a devil?" Lü Shuli widened her eyes with an obvious pout, chiding Han Lie. She wasn’t usually like this.

Yue Xiu witnessed this interaction, her smile receding slightly.

I thought you two had really developed a sisterly bond in secret. Turns out it’s just for show, huh? Han Lie chuckled inwardly.

But even in their subtle competition, high-caliber beauties like these didn’t resort to common tactics. Yue Xiu nonchalantly interjected, "Then he’s an angel among devils, making hate too trite a thing. Right, Shuli?"

Lü Shuli was genuinely surprised and exclaimed, "WOW!" "Yue Yue, your flattery is so refreshingly unconventional! I can hardly believe it..." She drew out the end of her sentence meaningfully.

Yue Xiu immediately countered, "Haven’t you been constantly emphasizing to me how grateful you are to Han Lie?"

"Uh..." Lü Shuli was momentarily speechless, then could only nod. "That’s true. I am indeed especially grateful to President Han."

"I understand." Yue Xiu pursed her lips into a smile, boldly delivering the final blow, "That’s why I’m so envious of you..."

Goodness gracious! She’s really something! Han Lie found himself respecting this girl even more. Her quip originated from Hebe Tian’s song "Angel Devil." The original lyrics are: "You are an angel among devils, making hate too trite a thing. From my eyes flow the words ’thank you.’ Though you call me crazy, don’t you dare call me a fool." As for how to interpret it... any interpretation was valid, deep or shallow, serious or light, as one wished.

In any case, Yue Xiu’s response was utterly worthy of the description "intelligent and kind-hearted."

Interesting, very interesting indeed.

"Senior Yue Xiu, your praise is making me tingle all over. Please, retract your powers! By the way, is there something you need? Just say it. If it’s something I can do, I certainly will." Han Lie proactively extended an olive branch. Now, it was up to her whether she would take it...