A dozen minutes later, it successfully got slammed into the water.
At this moment, a sell order of thirty million forced Lanshi Heavy Equipment down by seven points, just three points away from the limit down, already very close.
But it just didn’t drop further.
The momentum for follow-up buying didn’t seem much, but the current trading volume had reached 1.2 billion, which means that after breaking the ceiling, an additional 400 million funds came in.
Li Yang mobilized some funds and made a small buy of five million.
After observing for another ten minutes, it touched the limit down at one point but was quickly pulled back up.
Within these ten minutes, he frequently bought in, mostly in three to five million increments.
The wealthy ladies’ group was chatting.
"Li Likun, which stock should we buy?"
"I’m almost dying of anticipation, hurry up and let’s get it done. I’ve already made an appointment to get my hair done."
Li Yang finally replied: "Lanshi Heavy Equipment."
After replying, he went invisible again, and the group members searched for the stock.
"This stock is almost on the limit down, fourteen consecutive limit ups, just opened today... Li Likun, are you treating us as a slaughterhouse?"
"Exactly, this stock is so shady."
"Don’t buy it yet, let me see the situation."
"Yeah, yeah, don’t rush to buy..."
Though they said that, they actually acted faster than anyone else.
How could they possibly understand stocks?
Li Yang could tell just by looking at the market; suddenly, several millions of funds rushed in, pulling up by four points.
He was buying along with He Lewei, though He Lewei had fewer funds, while Li Yang’s side had only gotten one hundred and ten million in so far.
The agreement with the brokerage was to hold a stock with a maximum of eighty percent of the position, leaving only ten million space.
They directly ignited with two hundred million, and other funds didn’t hesitate, quickly entering the market.
After Li Yang finally bought in over ten million, Lanshi Heavy Equipment successfully closed the limit again.
There were still small funds transacting on the board, but... very few.
The floating chips were basically wiped out the moment it broke the ceiling.
Seeing this, Li Yang responded to the group’s messages with relief.
"Quick, send screenshots, let me see how much funds you have. Start keeping accounts from now!"
As for the so-called idea of a slaughterhouse, it was just a joke.
If Li Yang intended to run a slaughterhouse, he would have had them buy at limit up directly; there was no need to enter seven or eight points down. They couldn’t lose much on the same day; such a slaughter would be pointless.
"Li Likun, you’re just too fierce; I’ve made fifteen points in one day."
"Honestly, if you weren’t a bit older, I’d really want to marry you."
"Or maybe I should talk to your son, invite him over for a meal at my place?"
The one speaking was someone with the nickname Xiumu, a divorcee with two kids.
Xiangnu spoke up at this moment, "Mumu, go bother someone else. Li Yang is a Jing University student with a bright future."
This was the first time Xiangnu said something like this in the group.
Xiumu said, "Alright, alright, I get it, you’re noble."
The words inexplicably carried some tension.
Xiangnu said, "I’m not noble, but I wouldn’t bother a young eighteen-year-old boy."
Xiumu: "How did I bother? What’s wrong with inviting him for a meal? Is it not okay if I treat? Is it not okay if I throw in money? I’m willing, what’s it to you?"
...
Li Yang privately messaged Xiangnu, "How did you start arguing with her?"
Xiangnu: "It’s nothing, we met up a few days ago, then she said she was interested in your son, and I just mentioned it. I didn’t think she’d bring it up in the group. By the way, have your son block everyone in this group on WeChat, don’t let them affect him."
Li Yang switched to that WeChat, but didn’t see anyone from the group messaging him privately.
Except for Song Yu, who would say something occasionally, but it was always normal talk.
He switched back and told Xiangnu, "You don’t have to worry too much, my son has discernment ability, you’ve been sisters for so many years, it’s not worth getting mad over this small matter."
"Are you sure your son has discernment ability?"
Xiangnu finished saying this and sent over a photo.
Li Yang saw the person in the photo for the first time. It was a woman in a silk robe, with a slight housewife vibe, but with a tall and slender figure.
"Internet photo, right..."
A genuine double check.
Even if it wasn’t an internet photo, it had gone through hundreds of levels of beauty filters; otherwise, it wouldn’t appear this bold.
Xiangnu: "It’s Xiumu. Do you think your son has discernment ability?"
"Yes, what’s there to worry about? My son’s girlfriend is much prettier, okay."
Xiangnu: "I’ve seen Jiang Banxia’s photo, and I know she’s a girl very suitable for dating and marrying. But... could she be more suitable for fun than Xiumu? To put it bluntly, is she more suitable for sleeping with? Even you, an old codger, might not be able to resist, let alone a young man full of vigor."
Li Yang: "I think I might be able to challenge my own weakness."
"Ha ha..."
"What are you laughing at, didn’t you yourself keep calling me daddy?"
"That was a joke, besides, your son is excellent, but I can barely match him, right? At least I haven’t ever been married, haven’t had kids, and don’t have complicated relationships."
Li Yang believed that.
In the Capital City, people with hundreds of millions as pocket money usually have complex social connections, which is normal.
Take Song Yu, for instance, divorced at 21.
While her sister Song Xiaoli, also 21, is just a senior in college.
They have completely different lives.
Who knows why there’s such a significant gap, Song Yu’s family is clearly strong, yet their daughter turned out this way.