After the waiter left, Ron asked, "Mr. Luo, what are your plans with Fengshun Investment about short selling Tesla?"
"What's your stock god's plan?" Luofeng countered.
"Tesla has already announced publicly that they're being targeted by you. Are you still going to continue short selling them?" Ron, of course, wouldn't reveal the stock god's plan.
"Definitely!" Luofeng said, opening his phone and showing Ron the news about the "Tesla owner's brake failure, narrowly escaping death."
After reading, Ron gave a thumbs up, "Mr. Luo, amazing!"
Luofeng chuckled, "Heh, do you think this incident was orchestrated by Fengshun Investment?"
Ron was puzzled, "Isn't it?"
After all, at this critical juncture, Luofeng was targeting Tesla, and then such news broke out?
If not Luofeng, then could it be Tesla themselves?
"In Daxia, we have a saying: When mud gets into your pants, whether or not it's feces, it sure looks like it." Luofeng switched to Chinese.
