Chapter 244: Huaye's Collapse (Part 2)

Overnight.

At 10 a.m. HK time, as soon as the stock market opened, the shares of Huaye Group opened higher and went higher. Many retail investors, large investors, and institutions... joined in the battle for the 11% stake.

Of course, there are also some people who choose to leave the field to watch the battle, because the stock price of Huaye Group has risen too high and outrageously, which has exceeded the actual value by a lot, and the cost of holding is too high.

Yesterday, the market closed at 4.8 yuan. It broke through 5 yuan within two minutes of opening this morning, and then 5 yuan 5, 5 yuan 8, 6 yuan 5, and 7 yuan 2 soared so wildly that it was approaching the 10 yuan mark by noon.

According to the information disclosed by the market, Ma Zhihua, chairman of the board of directors of Huaye Group, also joined the battle to grab shares in order to increase his holdings of the company's shares.

Judging from the trading volume, as of 15:00 in the afternoon, it has exceeded 500 million yuan. Based on the average price of 7 yuan, the inflow of funds into Huaye Group's stock is as high as 4 billion yuan, and the price is still rising, although it is slower.

Leaving aside the large shareholders related to Huaye Group, theoretically speaking, there are about 300 million Huaye Group shares left in the current market.

Judging from the price trend, anyone with a discerning eye knows that the two major stock grabbers in the market are in a state of tug-of-war. It seems that there is not much surplus funds left in their hands, and they are invariably reserved, trying to slow down the rise of stock prices, in order to reduce acquisition costs.

At this time, some big players who know how to accept as soon as they are good start to ship.

By the time the market closed at 16 o'clock, more than 100 million shares had been traded. There should be less than 200 million shares in circulation in the market now, and the stock price has risen to 12.3 yuan.

29 days and nights.

Ma Zhihua received a call from Huang Shitong. The other party told him a number, saying that he got it from someone who threatened the Landlords Association. He should be very interested.

Yes, Ma Zhihua was very interested, but he didn't call right away.

On the 30th, the stock market opened.

The stock price of Huaye Group did not go up and down like yesterday. Although it is still rising, it has slowed down a lot because it is reported that Ma Zhihua obtained 4% of the company's stock at a price of 10 yuan per share from the board members. , and now his shareholding ratio has reached 31.5%, even if all the stocks in the market are bought by one person, the maximum can reach 23%, and it is difficult to shake his chairmanship.

The shareholding ratio gap of 8% is more than that of the second largest shareholder of the current board of directors. This buffer zone is enough for Ma Zhihua to deal with any emergencies.

Seeing that the situation on the battlefield became more and more clear, the most greedy people began to sell goods. The stock of Huaye Group fluctuated and went down. The market opened at 10 o'clock. The volume is only 15 million shares, which is extremely sluggish.

What does this mean?

It means that the people who want to punish Ma Zhihua have no money, or they have retreated.

The speculators who vowed to earn the last copper plate panicked. The price dropped lower and lower, and there were more and more selling orders, but there was no buying order for a long time, and there were thousands of hundreds of orders. Iron powder is eaten.

When it was close to 12 o'clock, Ma Zhihua was wondering why the quantity of bulk cargo in the market was much higher than expected, whether it was due to the opponent's reluctance to ship the goods, and when he was about to leave the market, the door of the office opened. Cologne and a man less than 1.7 meters tall The fat man walked in.

"Boss, I found out. The boss behind the big buyers who snapped up the shares of Huaye Group is indeed Liang Zhiyuan, the general manager of Zhiyuan Investment Management Company."

The fat man said and handed over a document.

Ma Zhihua looked at it in his hand, and couldn't help frowning.

24-year-old general manager?

Can a young boy spend billions of dollars to make trouble in the stock market?

Considering that he had worked as a trader in a stock company, Ma Zhihua believed that this guy named Liang Zhiyuan should be just a small person at the front desk, and there were other people behind the scenes.

"Cologne, tell someone to stare at Liang Zhiyuan and find out his network."

The Negro nodded.

Ma Zhihua picked up the cell phone on the table and dialed the number Huang Shitong gave him last night.

beep.

beep.

...

The phone connected after a few rings.

"Hey, who are you looking for?"

There came a somewhat familiar voice.

Ma Zhihua stood up suddenly: "Luo Yaoming, it really is you!"

"It's Chairman Ma, how are you doing recently?"

"Luo Yaoming, let me ask you, are you playing tricks on 'Fenghua' and 'Lianguang'?"

"So what?"

"I think you have taken the courage of the ambitious leopard, and dare to bully me."

"You've already asked someone to kill me, so what's the point if you're just teasing me now?"

"Good, good, good." Ma Zhihua said three "good" words: "I don't care who you are joining forces with, now without the help of the Landlords Association, there is not much money left, what do you take with me? fight!"

"Chairman Ma, Huang Shitong told you this number, right?"

"So what?"

"If I were you, I would definitely be careful."

"What do you mean by that?"

beep beep beep...

The call was cut off, and a busy tone came from the phone.

Ma Zhihua slowly put down his hand holding the phone and looked towards the living room.

After a few breaths, the black man Colon came out and shook his head at him, meaning that the call time was too short to track Luo Yaoming's location.

What did Luo Yaoming's last few words mean?

When Ma Zhihua was thinking about this question, the expression of the fat man standing next to him changed: "Boss, it's not good."

"What's wrong?"

"Is there someone selling a lot in the stock market?"

Since he and his opponents stopped buying stocks in the market, large investors who missed the opportunity to sell have continued to place sell orders. However, due to the relatively small number of shares relative to the total share capital, they could not significantly lower the stock price. It just dropped to about 9 yuan.

"Did Liang Zhiyuan sell it?"

If the opponent really cut his flesh and left the field, it means that he won this battle, although winning is a bit painful.

The fat man shook his head, turned the laptop around and put it on the desk.

In the selling orders of Huaye stocks, there are more than 40 orders for tens of millions of shares, and even more for millions of shares...

All of a sudden, there were 6.7 billion more shares in the market.

Selling orders kept coming, but buying orders were few and far between. The market value of Huaye Group's stock plummeted. Not to mention Xiao San dared not follow, the big investors who had seen the storm were all dumbfounded.

What's wrong with the market today?

The fat man made several phone calls in a row, and his face became more and more ugly: "Boss, I just called to confirm that it is Lifa Electronics, HiSilicon Communications, and Beitong Technology that are selling our stocks."

"What's going on?" Ma Zhihua panicked, and quickly picked up his cell phone to make a call.

Lifa Electronics and HiSilicon Communications are partners of Huaye Group for many years. The chairman of Beitong Technology is an old friend with him. When they talked on the phone before, they clearly expressed their support for him to fight the anti-takeover war. Why did they focus on selling at this juncture? Huaye Group stock?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out anyway.

When he was on the phone, the selling orders in the market were still increasing by tens of millions of shares, and the fat man on the opposite side had already begun to wipe his sweat.

Changhai Industrial, Fuyuan Group, Baiyun Stock... are all being thrown out.

A few minutes later, Ma Zhihua collapsed on the office chair.

Today he only paid attention to the rise and fall of his own stock, and did not care about the rise and fall of other stocks.

According to the news he got from Beitong Technology and Hisilicon Communications, several institutions violently smashed the market this morning, and the company's stock price plummeted. In order to stabilize market confidence and appease investors, they had no choice but to inject capital to protect the market.

Companies with low market capitalization such as Lifa Electronics, HiSilicon Communications, and Beitong Technology, faced with institutions that have money and goods in their hands, can only choose to sell their stocks in exchange for liquidity to stabilize their stock prices.

The persons in charge of those companies kept emphasizing that they were forced to do so, but Ma Zhihua was not stupid. He knew that the "forced" here did not only come from the need for funds.

Anyone can see that this is the opponent's trick of besieging Wei and saving Zhao - smashing the market of listed companies that hold shares of Huaye Group, forcing them to sell shares of Huaye Group.

Of course, Lifa Electronics and Hisilicon Communications can choose other financing methods, such as bank loans, such as pledging equity to institutions, such as selling other bonds that can be realized quickly, but at this point, no one dares to help him. To avoid getting burned, smart people will make a wise choice-sell the shares of Huaye Group.

In just half an hour, there were already 13% more stocks on the market, accounting for 13% of the total share capital.

By the end of the morning trading, the share price of Huaye Group had plummeted by one time, falling to 5 yuan 1.

"Check it out, hurry up and find out which organizations are harming me!" Ma Zhihua shouted loudly.

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, but he just refused to believe it.

The fat man wiped the sweat off his brow with a handkerchief, and took his phone aside.

2:30 p.m.

Cologne, a black man, came over and put a kraft paper bag on Ma Zhihua's desk.

"what?"

"Someone called a child to bring it. I checked it and it's not dangerous."

Ma Zhihua held the kraft paper bag in his hand, which felt very light. He opened the seal and looked inside. There was a black USB flash drive in the corner.