Jiang Cheng nodded: "What's the most appropriate valuation? Give me a value."
Chen Xueer thought for a moment and said: "Within 10 billion is likely the operational limit. After all, too many retail investors hold this solid stock."
Zhao Linger nodded in agreement: "Sister Xueer is right."
10 billion? His own 8.9 billion, plus Wang Congcong's 400 million, Qin Fen's 400 million, Wang Zheng's 300 million, Chen Hao's 200 million, and then Qi Yuan's unknown amount.
In total, it should be under 10.5 billion, which isn't much of a difference.
He just didn't expect so many intricacies in this wave of cashing in.
However, it's better to play it safe with this kind of thing.
After all, big shots on Wall Street and the Securities Regulatory Bureau will be watching a major stock like this very closely.
If it's within 10 billion, he could at least cash in two or three billion, right?
A net profit of two or three billion in two days is passable.
At least it's dozens of times more than Richest Man Wang's 'Small Goal'.
"About 10.5 billion, there's not much of a difference. You can start operations early after calculating the final tally later."
After finishing the instructions, Jiang Cheng sent the Xingchen Investment Company account information to Wang Congcong and the others via WeChat.
Less than half an hour after the account was sent, Wang Congcong quickly sent over a screenshot of the transfer, totaling 400 million.
Qin Fen was the second to send his, also a transfer of 400 million.
Wang Zheng sent 300 million, while Chen Hao sent 250 million.
Seeing that Chen Hao had sent an extra 50 million, Jiang Cheng asked out of curiosity.
His message came back quickly.
"I mortgaged two properties here in Magic City, so I have an extra 50 million. Thanks in advance, Brother Jiang."
These few guys are actually quite badass in reality.
After all, they are all in their twenties and worth hundreds of millions.
Qi Yuan was the last to send a message: "Old Jiang, wait a bit, I'll see if I can borrow more money. Give me one more hour."
"Sure, just transfer it once you've scraped it together," Jiang Cheng replied.
In the end, Qi Yuan used unknown means to also scrape together a Small Goal.
Just as Jiang Cheng thought, the combined funds of the five people totaled 1.45 billion, with the total amount under 10.5 billion.
After everything was settled, Chen Xueer and Zhao Linger personally saw Jiang Cheng to the parking lot.
Watching Jiang Cheng drive away in his porsche.
Zhao Linger said dazedly: "Sister Xueer, what do you think? Do you think Chairman Jiang's insider info is reliable? How does he know Coca-Cola's production chain has issues?"
"Sigh, I don't know either," Chen Xueer sighed after speaking.
"But in my view, someone who wants to put up over 10 billion at once shouldn't be a fool. To short such a popular stock without significant certainty, I don't think an ordinary person would act. Although nothing is absolute in the stock market, the fact that he's making this move suggests he's quite confident."
Zhao Linger nodded in agreement: "You're right. I believe the person who made us return to the country without hesitation isn't a mediocre person either. We'll know the results in two days. If the insider info he mentioned is true, then he is definitely not simple."
Knowing in advance that Coca-Cola's production chain has problems is actually a shocking thing.
Either Jiang Cheng has an insider at Coca-Cola, or this event is connected to him.
"Linger, you haven't fallen for our boss, have you? After all, he is quite handsome~~" Chen Xueer teased as she pinched Zhao Linger's smooth cheek.
Seeing Chen Xueer teasing her again, Zhao Linger pouted and said: "Sister Xueer, I'm not that shallow. Although I admit he fits my aesthetic, I'm not a face-con. Unless he's very capable, then I might consider it."
"You little girl, I think you're just the stubbornest mouth."
"Sister Xueer, I'm being serious..."
After leaving Xingchen Investment Company, Jiang Cheng called Zhou Ying.
When Zhou Ying answered the phone, she stated she was currently at her part-time job, and it was nearly time for the lunch break.
"Where are you? I'll come find you, and we can have lunch together," Jiang Cheng asked.
After a moment of hesitation in her voice, Zhou Ying said regretfully: "Jiang Cheng, I'm doing a part-time job at Century Link, I won't have much time at noon."
"Still a car show?" Jiang Cheng asked curiously.
"Mhm, it's a small-scale bentley exhibition."
"Then I'll head over and take a look?"
Learning that Jiang Cheng was coming to see her even though she was working, Zhou Ying was naturally very happy.
Jiang Cheng checked the navigation; Century Link was very close to his current location, reachable in just over ten minutes.
Jiang Cheng soon arrived at the entrance of the Century Link mall.
Walking into the mall, Jiang Cheng saw several bentleys parked in the first-floor atrium.
And Jiang Cheng spotted Zhou Ying at a glance—after all, a beauty score of 96, for your information.
Today, Zhou Ying was wearing a white dress; except for a slight slit on the thigh, there wasn't much to see elsewhere.
Although Zhou Ying was the most conservatively dressed among the three models, her 96-point beauty score still allowed her to firmly hold the C-position in the center.
Jiang Cheng watched Zhou Ying's expectant posture; she was clearly watching the surroundings for any sign of him.
Seeing Jiang Cheng approaching her, a charming smile couldn't help but bloom on Zhou Ying's face.
This enchanting smile directly stunned some of the young men looking on.
Jiang Cheng smiled and walked directly to Zhou Ying's side.
"Oh, a bentley. Miss, could you please introduce the model next to you?"
Hearing this, Zhou Ying retracted her expression, her eyes shifted, and she deliberately replied with a cold expression: "Sorry, if you want to learn about the car, please find a salesperson."
The young men watching saw Jiang Cheng's failed pickup attempt and, while feeling relieved they weren't so reckless, they turned into simp guardians of the flower and began whispering.
"I say, this guy's pickup line is too cliché."
"As expected of the goddess I fancy, I like her cold and aloof nature."
"This guy was so flippant as soon as he arrived, it's normal to be rejected."
"..."
Jiang Cheng naturally heard the whispering of those guys, turned his head, and said to them: "How about I show you a trick and see how I win over the goddess?"
"Dressed in designer labels and thinking he can win over a goddess, keep dreaming."
"Yeah, she didn't even give him the time of day, and he's still fantasizing."
"Saying such things in front of so many people, isn't this guy afraid of losing face later?"
"..."
Jiang Cheng didn't get angry upon hearing this; he smiled and beckoned to a nearby salesperson.
Soon, a young man wearing a suit and tie walked over...