"Lock it down."
Picking up a call from Lu Liang again, hearing the somber tone on the other end, Xu Jiawei was struck with a shiver: "Mr. Lu, are we not participating in the upcoming market at all?"
Lu Liang replied in a deep voice, "Maintain a holding of at least 1.7 million coins, set aside another 2.5 billion US Dollars for developing offline businesses, and with the remaining funds and chips, you can handle them as you see fit."
"Understood, Mr. Lu." Xu Jiawei responded.
He could pick up on something off in Lu Liang's tone, as if restraining anger, and dared not inquire further.
As the call ended, Lu Liang was gripping the phone, the edges of his fingers somewhat whitening.
His eyes showed a hint of fierceness. He muttered to himself, "Nine more months, truly unbearable."
The setback in foreign exchange and the retreat in Bitcoin should let those old folks lower their guard to the bare minimum.
