Li Zitan watched the transaction confirm on his phone screen. He had just executed a 5x leveraged margin trade on Zhao Financial, betting his entire newly acquired fortune of ¥300,000 RMB. It was a play that would make even seasoned Wall Street traders sweat, but for Zitan, it was a mathematical certainty.
[System Prompt]
Leveraged Position Executed (5x).
Asset: Zhao Financial (002148)
Volume: 61,224 shares
Entry Price: ¥24.50 RMB
Total Exposure: ¥1,500,000 RMB
Market Eye (LV. 2) had shown him the future, and now, the [Risk Radar] had shown him the immediate past. The past was Brother Tiger. The past was fear. The past was ¥150,000 in compound interest designed to keep him in the mud.
The transition didn't feel oppressive this time; it felt necessary. Zitan lifted his hood, the movement smooth and confident. He wasn't a scared kid hiding from his debts anymore; he was a shark navigating the waters he now owned.
He hailed a premium ride.
As the sleek sedan pulled up to the curb of his old apartment building, Zitan could already see the figures lurking under the flickering yellow streetlamp. Three large men. Brother Tiger was unmistakable—a mountain of muscle, a thick silver chain visible through his open leather jacket.
He was crushing a cigarette butt with his heavy boot.
Zitan stepped out of the car, looking nothing like the ragged runaway they had been hunting.
"Well, if it isn't little Zitan," Brother Tiger sneered, his two underlings flanking him. "Didn't think you'd actually show. Our boys were about to repossess your mother’s old sofa as a down payment."
The Risk Radar pulsed a faint amber light in Zitan’s vision.
[Alert: Risk Radar]
Hostile Entities Detected: 3
Aggression Level: High (80%)
Immediate Intent: Financial extraction via physical coercion.
"I said I would have the money," Zitan said, standing before them without flinching. His voice was flat, devoid of emotion. "I’m here to settle the debt. All of it."
Brother Tiger eyed him suspiciously. The boy’s demeanor had changed. He wasn't radiating desperation anymore. He was radiating authority.
"¥150,000 RMB," Tiger said, taking a threatening step forward. "Not a penny less. Or we start breaking your toys."
Zitan pulled out his cracked phone, but his fingers moved across the smooth screen with deliber grace. He displayed the balance page of his bank app. The initial ¥80,000 liquidity was still sitting in the main account.
"Fifty grand now," Zitan said, his gaze locking with Tiger's scarred face. "The final ¥100,000 in one hour."
"An hour? You trying to play me, kid?" Tiger’s grip tightened on his own phone.
"In an hour, the deal is final," Zitan countered. "You want your money or not?"
Zitan’s system interface flared a single message:
[Market Eye Update]
Zhao Financial Group Acquisition Finalized!
Zhao Financial Stock (002148) Price: ¥27.05 -> UP 10.4%!
The real game had officially begun.
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