Liu Qingshan finished his schoolwork for the day and returned to his apartment. Before he opened the door, he heard the phone in the room ringing non-stop.

He quickly opened the door and went in, and picked up the phone. From the other end came the question of Boss Huo:

"Brother Qingshan, why don't you study hard in the United States and make such a big fuss in Hong Kong Island? Why don't you bring me to play with you?"

Liu Qingshan was also a little confused by the question. After Boss Huo chattered on the phone for a while, he finally understood.

It turned out that the young master Li had agreed to the bet, but he also brought in the younger generation of several wealthy people in Hong Kong Island, raising a total of 1 billion Hong Kong dollars to participate in this big bet.

Young master Li also brought in HSBC to do financial supervision and provide over-the-counter options for both parties. Now the whole Hong Kong Island is in a sensation.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but blink his eyes while holding the microphone: It's so big.

But the bigger the better.

He won't feel any psychological pressure to harvest these wealthy people.

If the Hong Kong stock market is really shorted, I don't know how many small shareholders will jump off the building, which is not what they want.

But for those wealthy families, there is no problem of jumping off the building, just robbing the rich to help the poor.

At the beginning, Liu Qingshan also considered to pull Huo Lao Da to do it.

However, considering the complicated relationship of the Huo family in Hong Kong Island, he did not take the initiative to mention it. After all, taking people's money is like killing their parents, which is easy to make enemies.

After listening to Liu Qingshan's explanation, Huo Lao Da felt much more comfortable:

"Hey, brother Qingshan, this time I am also going to take out 200 million to accompany you and play with those little guys."

"Don't worry, my Huo family is in Hong Kong Island, and we don't have to look at other people's faces to do things!"

After the communication on the phone, Liu Qingshan brought in another ally, so that their funds have already reached 500 million Hong Kong dollars.

To bet with Li Dashao and others, they have to use double leverage.

Anyway, HSBC has a bottom line, so he doesn't have to worry about not getting money.

As for the risk of using leverage, for Liu Qingshan, there is no risk.

After dinner, Liu Qingshan received another call from Hong Kong Island. This time, it was from Pan Mingpai, who runs a luxury goods business.

At the beginning, the other party also had a tone of accusation: "Brother Qingshan, such an interesting thing, why don't you take me with you?"

"Now all the young talents in Hong Kong Island have joined this gambling game. I will be embarrassed if I leave me out."

To be honest, Liu Qingshan's friendship with Pan Mingpai is far from that of Boss Huo, so he will not take the initiative to call him.

After a conversation, Pan Mingpai was also willing to take out 100 million Hong Kong dollars to join Liu Qingshan's camp.

Liu Qingshan didn't understand: Why do these people have such great confidence in themselves?

So he couldn't help asking: "Brother Pan, aren't you afraid that this money will go down the drain?"

"I am optimistic about you." Pan Mingpai hung up the phone happily.

Then Yang Mingxing, who had been waiting by the side, stepped forward and took his arm: "Dison, do you believe in that man so much?"

Pan Mingpai kissed his girlfriend on the face: "I am indeed optimistic about him, and even if we lose the bet, we will not lose."

Yang Mingxing blinked, not quite understanding.

Pan Mingpai continued to laugh: "This bet has caused a sensation in Hong Kong. If I join in, it will be the best publicity for my luxury store. Just think of it as spending money on advertising."

"So that's how it is. I knew that you are the best, Dison." Yang Mingxing also smiled.

Pan Mingpai felt itchy in his heart, leaned over his girlfriend's ear, and gently bit her earlobe: "My place is better."

After saying that, he picked up Yang Mingxing by the waist and walked towards the bedroom.

While Pan Mingpai was making love, Liu Qingshan was working hard on his grid. He was writing a paper.

This is the homework issued by Professor Peter, the most influential professor in the School of Economics, to students to express his views on the current stock market.

Liu Qingshan just wanted to find a theoretical basis for his next action, so he wrote it very carefully.

He even went to the library to look up information for several days, and took out all the information about the 1929 US stock market crash for comparison.

With the conclusion, the rest is to find a theoretical basis, which is relatively easy.

The title of the paper was finally decided as: "On the Resistance of the Capital Market to Major Corrections".

The 10,000-word paper, through detailed data and careful analysis, finally came to an astonishing conclusion: In the near future, the US stock market will usher in another major stock market crash.

When this paper was placed on Professor Peter's desk, the white-haired old professor was also a little shocked.

As a member of the presidential think tank, Professor Peter has experienced too many major events, especially at the national economic level.

Professor Peter also felt a little flustered about the current extreme prosperity of the stock market, so he assigned such a paper.

Unexpectedly, some students actually made a prediction of a major stock market crash. Isn't this a bit too alarmist?

Professor Peter likes students who are down-to-earth and never suppresses students' genius ideas, but he has never had any good feelings towards students who deliberately create shocking information.

"Let me see which top student it is. I will consider giving him a Fail." The professor muttered while looking through the author's name.

In the university here, the grades are as follows: A is excellent, B is good, C is average, D is passing, and F is failing.

"Liu, he's that composer from the East. Oh, he should go to the Conservatory of Music instead of studying economics here!"

Professor Peter wrote a big F on the paper.

At this time, the assistant led several people to knock on the door and come in. When Professor Peter saw the visitor, he immediately went up to hug them one by one:

"Oh, Soros, and Rogers, welcome, my old friends."

These few people were invited by Professor Peter to give lectures to college students. This situation is very common in universities here in the United States.

Invites include professionals and even celebrities.

"Peter, you should hold an economic forum so that you can be more influential." Soros and Peter have been friends for many years, so they sat down on the professor's chair without any courtesy at all.

Professor Peter also smiled and said: "Your proposal is very good, then it is settled. Please ask our Mr. Soros to donate 200,000 US dollars in sponsorship fees every year."

"No problem, let's start from this year." Soros is not stingy at all.

Although Mr. Soros has a very bad reputation in the financial market, before the rise of Bill Gates, Soros was the person with the largest number of charitable donations in the United States.

No wonder some people say that he is half angel and half devil.

Rogers also came up to join in the fun: "Then it should be given a relatively high-end name. It sounds like the world's top one. How about calling it the Economist High-end Summit?"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh, but Professor Peter was quite serious: "If we start the first summit this year, wouldn't it be too hasty? We haven't prepared the topics yet."

Soros picked up a piece of paper from his desk: "Peter, the paper you assigned to the students is very suitable for discussion. The stock market is too hot now."

After saying that, he picked up a thick pile of manuscript paper and flipped through it casually: "Hey, someone actually badmouthed the stock market. For such a paper, I must give him an F."

"Let me see, George, you are too optimistic. We must always be in awe of the stock market, instead of just treating it as a tool to make money."

Rogers also took it and started reading. His point of view was different from Soros. He also felt that the bubble in the current US stock market was too big.

While watching, Rogers also picked out opinions he agreed with from time to time and read out a few sentences, which seemed to be quite appreciative.

After roughly finishing the reading, he said to Professor Peter seriously: "Professor, I think this paper should be given an A. It may sound a warning to all investors."

Professor Peter's face also became serious. He felt that he might have been a little biased just now. After all, this was a controversial paper and it was not easy to draw conclusions easily.

Soros didn't think so: "No, this little guy obviously wants to attract the professor's attention and get a high score. Let me see who this scheming little guy is."

After seeing the signature, Soros immediately widened his eyes and whistled softly: "Wow, Rogers, look who this little guy is?"

"Liu, it sounds like he is an international student from China." Rogers didn't know Liu Qingshan in detail, so he only knew his English name.

Soros held the paper as if he had found a treasure: "It's that young man named Mountain. I can't hold back anymore and want to refute his paper into a piece of shit."

Seeing his decades-old friend become as excited as a young boy, Rogers couldn't help but shrugged:

"Oh, old man, you're so vengeful."

Liu Qingshan didn't know that he was already being noticed. As usual, he had breakfast and went to school.

There was a big class by Professor Peter in the morning, and the professor announced a message: requiring his students to attend the forum tomorrow.

He also specifically emphasized that several well-known economists will be present, including many Wall Street investors.

After class, the students were very excited.

In the past two years, as the U.S. stock market has soared, many top students from prestigious schools who originally disdained to work on Wall Street have put on suits, ties, and slicked-back hair to become analysts or traders on Wall Street.

Now I heard that seniors from Wall Street are giving lectures. Of course, these students who are eager to get rich are all as if they have been given blood.

Listening to the chattering around him, Liu Qingshan was not very interested. He packed up his belongings and prepared to leave.

He is not going to attend any summit tomorrow. If he has that time, he might as well study by himself in the classroom.

"Liu, wait a minute, I hope to see you in the forum tomorrow, otherwise... you know."

Professor Peter's words came from behind. Liu Qingshan could only shrug his shoulders helplessly and responded with "OK, there is nothing I can do about it." Professor Peter's nickname is "The Great", which means tyrant.

The forum on the second day was held in a large lecture hall, which could accommodate thousands of people. Students from several grades of the School of Economics filled the place early.

The layout of the front desk is also very interesting. There are actually two rows of chairs facing each other, a bit like a ring.

When the time came, Professor Peter took the stage and began to introduce the guests present today: "Let us welcome the most successful investor on Wall Street, Mr. George Soros."

Wow! There was an exclamation from below, and then warm applause broke out, accompanied by the clicking of cameras, and reporters were everywhere, sneaking into the venue.

These young students admire successful people and wealth, and Soros is such an incarnation.

Then several heavyweights came on stage.

"Finally, let's welcome Mr. Jim Rogers."

Professor Peter led the applause, and the applause was also overwhelming. For free investors like Rogers, they are idols of students studying economics.

After Rogers bowed, he did not sit with Soros and others, but sat in the row of chairs opposite them. For the time being, he was alone.

After sitting down, Rogers looked around and said to the microphone: "I think this is very unfair, so I need to find allies and partners."

"Professor Peter, can you sit next to me?"

A chuckle sounded in the lecture hall.

"No, Jim, I am the chairman of the meeting, or you can think of me as a referee." Professor Peter also spread his hands exaggeratedly, causing another laugh.

Rogers shook his head: "It seems that I can only find teammates myself."

His eyes looked into the hall.

The crowd immediately became excited, and countless arms were raised high.

If you can partner with Mr. Rogers and participate in a debate, you will definitely be able to brag about it for years.

"Students, please don't get excited. Mr. Rogers's view in today's forum is that the US stock market is bearish." Professor Peter added quickly.

With a swish, as if hearing a command, all the arms fell.

What a joke, the current stock market is thriving and booming, how could it fall?

Even if someone wants to be in the limelight, they will immediately give up the idea:

What can you say after going up? You can't lie with your eyes open. If you do that, Professor Peter, who has always been known as the emperor, will definitely give you a failing grade.

Rogers on the stage is also quite good at acting. He immediately put his hands on his head and said, "Oh, haven't you heard that the truth is often in the hands of a few people."

"Then I can only call the roll, Professor Peter, can you give me the roll call list?" Rogers continued to talk nonsense on the stage.

Professor Peter also shook his head in cooperation: "No, only professors have the right to call names."

Accompanied by a burst of light laughter, Rogers suddenly took out a stack of papers from his briefcase and wiped his forehead: "Fortunately, I was prepared."

"This classmate's views coincide with mine, and he is just right to be my teammate."

"Qingshan-Liu classmate, come on, let's fight side by side."

Who is it? Most of the students began to look around.

Then they saw a handsome Asian student stand up and walk forward with a helpless look on his face.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky is gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, spreading crimson lightning and rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim bloody rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that used to be bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fur had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with ragged clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog, and sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement will cause it to take off instantly.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely buried its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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