"Hynix Girl: From Leveraging to Climbing the Bell"
——Legend has it, the most beautiful AI summer has yet to arrive
Today, the South Korean stock market plummeted by 6%, with Samsung and SK Hynix experiencing significant declines, triggering the 42nd trading halt this year. In a moment of inspiration, an AI was used to create a story about a "Hynix Girl," reflecting everyone’s madness and desires.
Note: The characters and market scenarios in this novel are fictitious, and all characters are adults. Any resemblance is purely coincidental!
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1️⃣Prologue: Historical High
The night Lin Wan first climbed the bell, Hynix reached a historical high.
When the financial software sent out a notification, she was standing in the bathroom of a hotel in Hong Kong, applying lipstick in front of the mirror.
Bright red.
Headwaiter Sister Tang said the guests tonight prefer something more flamboyant.
She had just taken a shower, with water droplets sliding down her shoulders and into her black spaghetti strap dress. The woman in the mirror had skin that was almost transparent, a clear collarbone, but her gaze resembled a dried-up well.
The phone vibrated again.
SK Hynix: +11.72%.
The stock price broke through the target she had called out countless times in interviews.
The news headline read:
HBM's new cycle officially begins, Hynix's market value sets a historical record.
Lin Wan stared at that line for a long time, suddenly smiling.
Three years ago, she had bet on Hynix and made 13.7 billion.
Two years ago, because of Hynix, she lost everything overnight.
And now, the asset that had destroyed her finally rose to the position she had predicted back then.
The direction was not wrong.
It was just that she hadn’t lived to see the day the answer was fulfilled.
There was a knock on the door outside.
Sister Tang reminded her from the other side:
“Wan Wan, 19th floor, suite 1908.”
“The guest specifically requested you.”
Lin Wan picked up the perfume and lightly sprayed a bit behind her ears.
“Who is it?”
“I don’t know, surname Gu.”
Her hand holding the perfume paused in mid-air.
At midnight, the clock in the room chimed the first hour.
Lin Wan opened the door to 1908.
The man stood with his back to her, looking out at the night view of Victoria Harbour.
He looked a bit thinner than two years ago, and his hair had grayed quite a bit, but his shoulders remained straight, as if nothing had ever happened.
Hearing footsteps, he slowly turned around.
“President Lin.”
Gu Jincheng raised his glass and smiled at her.
“Long time no see.”
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