Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 522 Thank you guys for the 1.36 million!

"Actually, it's nothing important."

Ye Fan leaned forward slightly, a mischievous smile on his face: "Just came to check if my sister received the car that Wu Shaojie sent, right? She should have the keys by now, right?"

Mentioning the car, Gu Lan's fingers, holding the pen, paused almost imperceptibly, leaving a tiny ink dot on the paper: "Yes, received it. The Glacier Silver one is parked in the designated parking spot on B2."

She looked up, her sharp gaze sweeping over Ye Fan: "The other Sonoma green one, is it for Zhu Yan? The color suits her quite well."

"My cousin understands me best!"

Ye Fan snapped his fingers, his smile widening: "One for each of you. I carefully selected the color schemes to perfectly match your unique auras."

"Hmm, at least you have some conscience." Gu Lan responded indifferently, then lowered her head, clearly indicating that she was telling him to leave if there was nothing else to do.

"Alright! I'll take my leave now, I won't keep Director Gu from attending to his busy schedule!"

Ye Fan smiled and stood up. Just as he opened the heavy office door, Gu Lan's voice, still calm but carrying a barely perceptible warmth, came from behind him:

"If you don't have any plans for tonight, come over for dinner."

"Yes, sir! I guarantee I'll be there on time!" Ye Fan waved without turning his head and disappeared out the door with light steps.

The door slowly closed, and Gu Lan's gaze lingered on the door for a brief moment. His originally tense and slightly cold lips finally curved upwards into a very shallow, yet incredibly genuine, arc.

She gently shook her head, as if trying to shake off some tender emotion, and then refocused her attention on the rigorous and cold legal world before her.

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Leaving Gu Lan's office, which was filled with a strict legal atmosphere, Ye Fan went straight up to the sixth floor and easily pushed open the door to Liu Ruyan's office.

The two had indeed not seen each other for some time.

Liu Ruyan was working on documents at her desk, the sunlight outlining her exquisite profile. The mature charm that had been honed by the years, combined with her intellectual and elegant temperament, still stirred Ye Fan's heartstrings.

We briefly discussed the recent administrative operations of the company and confirmed that everything was running smoothly.

Taking advantage of this rare moment alone, Ye Fan naturally wouldn't stay still. A few flirtatious words and intimate gestures brought a beautiful blush to Liu Ruyan's fair cheeks, and her eyes sparkled with a charming shyness.

Only after she gently pushed him away did Ye Fan return to the core battlefield on the fourth floor with a triumphant smile and a satisfied expression.

At this moment, the trading room was filled with a tense and excited atmosphere, and the final harvest on the financial battlefield was in full swing.

Shen Jun and Yang Bin stared intently at the flickering screen, their fingers moving like afterimages across the keyboard.

They precisely seized the perfect opportunity when energy stocks were firmly locked at their daily limit by massive buy orders, and methodically poured their huge holdings into the market.

On the screen, green numbers representing sales appeared like a waterfall.

This familiar, massive, and concentrated selling pressure instantly ignited the nerves of countless people lurking behind the screen!

The stock forums and discussion groups instantly exploded with activity:

"Damn it! It's that persistent troll again! We haven't settled the score from last time, and they're already trying the same old tricks?"

"Official positive news is blatantly posted on the front page! This bastard is trying to scare people with fake news? I haven't even recovered my savings from the last loss, let's see how you try to scare me this time!"

"Trying to dump the shares? Ask my account for permission first! Brothers, hold on! We'll each take a bite and swallow these bastards' sell orders clean!"

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Enraged retail investors and speculators, blinded by greed and hoping for a rebound, seemed to have been ignited with the flames of revenge. Fueled by resentment over being ruthlessly fleeced last time, they frantically devoured every piece of stock they sold, nailing the stock price firmly to the daily limit.

Ye Fan leaned leisurely against the control panel, his gaze sweeping over the comments filled with hostility and greed, a cold and amused smile curving his lips.

This was precisely the ending he had meticulously planned—to exploit the market's frenzy and herd mentality, and then quietly withdraw from the feast at its climax.

Because the overwhelming buying power below was so immense, the liquidation process went exceptionally smoothly.

The massive sell order of 300,000 lots was completely swallowed up by the greedy market in just one hour.

After clearing out his positions, Ye Fan's gaze fell upon the hundreds of thousands of buy orders that were still piled up like mountains, covering the limit-up price.

The fluctuating numbers seemed like a collective taunt and provocation from ignorant and fearless retail investors: "Come on! Keep selling! Let's see who can outlast whom!"

This seemingly noisy "carnival" was, in his eyes, nothing more than the messy aftermath of a grand feast, and the diners who were oblivious to the danger that was about to befall them after the feast was over.

In just a few days, Ye Fan mobilized nearly 500 million yuan, and through precise millisecond-level planning, manipulation, and price manipulation, he finally completed a magnificent exit in this meticulously woven hunt.

The final data froze on the big screen, displaying a breathtakingly bright red number:

Total profit: RMB 1.36 million

Despite participating in every operational instruction, Shen Jun and Yang Bin were on high alert these past few days, as if walking a tightrope, and had no time to calculate the final profit or loss.

When the astronomical figure of "1.36 million" was laid bare before their eyes, the two seasoned traders, who prided themselves on having seen it all, were instantly left speechless!

"One...one hundred and thirty-six million!" Shen Jun's voice trembled with disbelief, as if something was choking him.

"My God... Boss! This isn't trading!!"

Yang Bin jumped up from his chair, so excited he was almost incoherent: "You've clearly opened the floodgates of wealth, a golden river is flowing in!"

Overwhelmed by immense joy, the two clapped and hugged excitedly, even jumping up and down a few times. Their gazes toward Ye Fan had transformed from initial awe into a near-belief-like fanatical worship.

In their eyes, Ye Fan was no ordinary man, but a god of wealth who walked in the financial world!

Amidst the frenzied atmosphere ignited by huge profits, Miao Zi stood quietly not far behind Ye Fan, like a serene silhouette.

Her gaze pierced through the cheering crowd, fixed firmly on that tall, mountain-like figure.

Bright sunlight streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, gilding Ye Fan with a dazzling golden edge and outlining his calm and confident profile as profound and majestic.

Miao Zi was mesmerized, her clear eyes churning with complex emotions.

She considered herself one of the people closest to this man and who understood his abilities best.

But Ye Fan always manages to use one incredible miracle after another, breaking the limits of cognition, to silently tell her that every time she thought she "understood" him, she was only touching the tip of the iceberg of his unfathomable strength.

In this man's financial empire, there seem to be no boundaries, no upper limits.

Every time we look up, it's just the beginning of realizing how insignificant we are.