Chapter 24: Chen Hao Shocks the Senior Management of Xiangsheng Securities!

Chen Hao spent the entire day meticulously organizing the insights and data he had gathered from his recent stock market trades. By the end of the day, he had finally compiled everything, though he knew this was far from enough. To identify the best stocks for bottom-fishing, he needed to accumulate far more data and refine his strategies further.

Throughout the day, Nina Li had watched him quietly, her gaze fixed on his work until, eventually, she drifted off to sleep, slumped over the desk. Worried that sleeping in such an uncomfortable position would be bad for her, Chen Hao gently scooped her up and carried her toward her bedroom. He laid her down softly on the bed, and throughout the entire process, she seemed not to stir at all.

However, just as Chen Hao turned to leave, Nina’s arms suddenly snaked around his neck.

"You think you can just waltz into my room and leave like that?" she teased, a playful glint in her eyes. "Dream on!"

In an instant, she clung to him like an octopus, her mesmerizing eyes locking onto his with a gaze that could stop a man’s heart.

"You little demon," Chen Hao chuckled. "So you were faking sleep the whole time? I’ll have to make sure I punish you properly for that!"

***

When the weekend ended and Monday rolled around, Chen Hao prepared to resume his high-frequency, ultra-short-term trading strategy to grow their capital. He aimed to accumulate a substantial fortune before the end of June, ready to dive into the Hong Kong stock market and reap a massive profit. Having already turned the 370,000 Hong Kong dollars Nina provided into 2.25 million through these lightning-fast trades, he was now using that full amount as his principal.

As they had done before, they arrived at the Stock Exchange of Hong Kong trading hall in Central before the opening bell. Nina had officially decided to retire from show business, so she had no intention of returning to the set of *Tiger Cage*. The director, producers, and other high-ranking staff had been hounding her for the past two days, demanding to know why she hadn't shown up for filming. Nina ignored them entirely, refusing to offer any explanation. She had hired a lawyer who was busy gathering evidence, and she wasn't about to show her hand until she was ready. She wasn't going to let them destroy any proof, and once she decided to burn bridges with the *Tiger Cage* production team, she wouldn't show an ounce of mercy.

Though the production had cast her as the lead alongside a superstar like Chow Yun-fat, she knew perfectly well that they only valued her because she was a pageant winner—because she was beautiful and had a stunning figure. It was all purely for their own profit. On set, she had endured constant discrimination from the cast and crew. Before meeting Chen Hao, she had gritted her teeth and suffered through it, but since he entered her life, she had discovered a level of respect and understanding she had never known before. He offered a sense of warmth and comfort she had been starved of. Moreover, his sheer brilliance—turning 370,000 into over 2 million in just days—made her acting career look like a pittance. Why should she continue to endure the cold shoulders of the film crew?

"Hang Seng Bank, buy 300 lots!"
"Sun Hung Kai Properties, buy 300 lots!"
"Hong Chang Properties, buy 200 lots!"
"Hang Seng Bank, sell 300 lots!"

The partnership was seamless. Chen Hao analyzed the data, made his predictions, and barked the orders. Nina, holding her mobile phone, relayed the instructions to their broker at Xiang Sheng Securities. Through practice, they had developed a rhythm so synchronized that their execution speed was breathtaking. By the time the morning session closed, they had completed hundreds of trades—a feat practically unheard of in the market.

***

Huang Bingyao, a trader at Xiang Sheng Securities, had been watching the account under the name "Nina Li" with growing astonishment. "Nina Li? Could this be the Miss Asia winner?" He had watched the 1986 pageant, so the name was familiar. He was curious if it was truly the beauty queen, but he was even more stunned by the account’s activity.

The transaction frequency was dozens of times higher than any other account he managed. Hundreds of trades in a single morning? In all his years as a trader, he had never seen anything like it. And what shocked him even more was the win rate: out of a hundred sell orders, at least ninety-nine were profitable.

*How is she doing this?*

He felt this was too significant to ignore. He immediately sought out the branch manager, Luo Zhiqiang, and reported the anomaly.

"What? You’re telling me one account has traded hundreds of times in a single morning?" Luo Zhiqiang stared at him, incredulous. "And a ninety-nine percent win rate? That’s impossible!"

He flatly refused to believe it. It was, in his professional opinion, a fairy tale. No one could trade at that volume and maintain such a level of success. It was simply not real.