Chapter 222
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She soon pinpointed her objective and said, “Code G1569, buy in 38 billion! K5879, buy in 19.2 billion!”
Ethan observed her actions from behind, his brow creased with concern. Standing next to him, Neville also took note of Brenna’s maneuvers and, confused, asked, “By doing this, aren’t you aiding the opposition in undermining us?”
Pointing at the plummeting curve on the screen, he continued, “Look! Our stocks are dropping even more rapidly now, alarmingly so. Your actions have just erased 40 billion from our value in moments! Can you afford to compensate us for such a loss?”
Other staff members also shifted their focus to Brenna, showing their discontent and questioning her judgment.
“Do you understand? Before I got here, you all had been attempting to stabilize the market for a long time, hadn’t you? Was it working? Did you ever uncover the true intent behind your adversaries’ actions?” Brenna responded.
The staff, although annoyed, knew she had a point. They understood that their rivals were deliberately driving down the Black Dragon stock market and had acquired some shares, yet the rivals’ purchases were not as forceful, leaving them confused about their intentions.
An irritated Neville asked, “So, have you figured their intentions out?”
Brenna kept her eyes on the dynamic data on the right screen. “Obviously, I have. I’m much more capable than your ineffective team. Why else would I boldly use the code name King? If I’m correct, there’s a substantial reserve fund you haven’t yet tapped into.”
Ethan asked, “How did you come to know that?”
𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 g𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧿𝖼𝗈𝗺
Brenna answered, “It’s all in the data. Do you trust me now?”
Her fingers then flew over the keyboard, nearly blurring with speed. As she continued to work, the curve on the central screen began to ascend.
Both Ethan and Neville watched in disbelief, mouths open. Neville remarked, “I never thought you’d be able to turn things around like that.”
Brenna issued further instructions, and the staff, now convinced of her abilities, complied without hesitation.
Two hours later, Ethan’s stock, code-named Black Dragon, not only recovered to its former level but even exceeded it slightly.
Shortly thereafter, Brenna exited the derelict factory with Joe, each carrying two bags.
Brenna was tired of making money in such a demanding way, but her living expenses were skyrocketing.
That evening, when Brenna arrived home, she found Rosie in an unusually cheerful mood, lounging on the living room sofa, busy with work. Rosie’s laptop lay open on the coffee table, and she was grinning as she spoke into the phone, “Handle that order now. You can deliver within ten days, right?”
After ending the call, Rosie turned to Brenna with a challenging look and said, “I went shopping for a lot of new clothes today. Don’t pretend you were not the one who ruined my clothes.”
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