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Chapter 493 - 272: Opportunity for Cultural Export (3)
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Chapter 493: Chapter 272: Opportunity for Cultural Export (3)

He emphasized: "I don’t want the trust we’ve just built to be lost because of greed from either side."

"I stake my career on it!" Scoot’s voice was full of vigor.

He knew that from this moment on, he, Lin Yu’an, and Justin were truly tied together.

"That’s it, until the good news of you becoming a billionaire."

The two ended their conversation. As Lin Yu’an just took the phone from his ear, before the screen dimmed, another call promptly appeared.

He glanced at the incoming call display, the corners of his mouth curled into a knowing smile.

It seemed almost planned; Mad Dog Lawyer Matty Singh should also be feeling restless about his Five Million Dollar call options.

Lin Yu’an walked to the window of the study, looking at the snowy field outside illuminated silver-white by moonlight, and pressed the answer button.

As soon as the call connected, Matty’s distinctive low roar was heard, but this time, instead of his usual arrogance, it was filled with suppressed anxiety.

"Lin, I just finished a call with my trader. My options have tripled. This is great."

"But," his tone shifted to extreme seriousness, "I spent the whole day studying cases handled by the SEC U.S. Securities and Exchange Commission’s Enforcement Division over the past twenty years regarding abnormal market fluctuations. I’ve reached a conclusion."

"What conclusion?" Lin Yu’an asked calmly.

"The conclusion is that we think we’re exploiting loopholes in the rules, but in the eyes of the regulatory structures, our behavior has a simpler definition — market manipulation."

Matty’s pace wasn’t fast, but each word carried legal weight, "The emergency powers provision of Section 12(k) of the Trading Law is tailor-made for these situations."

"Its purpose is not procedural justice, but to maintain system stability. When our actions threaten the system itself, procedures can be sacrificed."

This was top-level legal thinking. He saw not the cold letters but the unseen "big hand" that maintained the power structure behind them.

"So, Lin," Matty’s voice became light but more pressuring, "the gains from your perfect information don’t exist in a casino where the table can be turned over at any time."

"Tell me, how do you respond to this risk outside of rules? If you can’t convince me, I will immediately liquidate all my positions, and as your lawyer, I’ll advise you to do the same."

He didn’t rage, but used the coolest logic to point a gun at Lin Yu’an’s plan.

Facing these almost irrefutable questioning, Lin Yu’an just chuckled lightly.

"Matty, you’re a fine lawyer. You believe in rules, study rules, utilize rules. You’re a believer in rules."

"But that’s your blind spot."

Lin Yu’an’s voice became remote: "You only see the rules themselves but not the people who write them, nor their true purpose in making them."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Yu’an hit the nail on the head: "The SEC’s power is not to protect a few retail investors or punish a few hedge funds. Its sole purpose is to maintain Wall Street’s credibility as the heart of global capital."

"So, when they intervene depends on which side’s actions harm this credibility more."

"Now, it’s a crowd of retail investors using public information to retaliate against greedy hedge funds. This is a good story; the public loves it and politicians like it too."

"If the SEC intervenes now, they’ll be openly protecting villainy, which will shake global investors’ fundamental trust in the fairness of the United States market. This cost is unbearable to them."

"So they have to wait!" Lin Yu’an continued assertively, "wait until the retail frenzy turns into an out-of-control, irrational stampede, wait until the revenge story becomes a disaster rehearsal for market collapse before they act."

"At that time, their actions will be no longer protecting the elite, but rescuing the market. Justified and not to be criticized."

"Moreover," Lin Yu’an’s voice carried a trace of cold smile, "they won’t halt trading directly. That’s too stupid."

"They will pressure brokers to unilaterally restrict buying. Thus, the blame is perfectly shifted to the brokers’ liquidity risk, and the SEC can cleanly dissociate itself."

On the other end, it sank into a deathly silence.

Matty was stunned by Lin Yu’an’s words, his scalp tingling.

Lin Yu’an was analyzing not just legal clauses, but the humanity, politics, and public opinion battles behind them. He stood at a far higher dimension, overlooking the entire chessboard.

"How...how could you...know this?" Matty’s voice was dry, like sandpaper grinding.

"Because my friends not only like studying scripts but also like researching the people who write them." Lin Yu’an didn’t continue dwelling on it, changing the subject, "Matty, don’t just focus on the risk. Have you considered what happens after this grand show ends?"

Matty’s instinct as a top lawyer led him to respond reflexively: "...litigation. Overwhelming class-action lawsuits capable of dragging down the American judicial system."

"Exactly." Lin Yu’an’s mouth formed a smirk of approval, "A legal war where All of America’s top law firms will rake in unprecedented profits. And you, Matty,"

"are the only lawyer in the world who knows the script and ending in advance."

"You know not only who wins and who loses, but even when and how the referee blows the whistle."

"How much do you think this information advantage is worth in this legal feast?"

Matty’s pupils, in the dark study, contracted to the extreme.

He instantly understood! Lin Yu’an was telling him that his real battlefield should be in the legal court after the storm, rather than entangled with the current in-game profits.

The call ended.

Matty Singh sat in his study by the window overlooking the entire Los Angeles night view, motionless for a long time. He poured himself the strongest whiskey but did not drink it immediately, just looked at the amber liquid in the glass.

All the excitement and madness in his mind had settled, leaving only absolute rationality.

And the upcoming legal storm would be the greatest, most lucrative battle in his career!

He picked up another untraceable phone and dialed his firm’s chief partner’s number.

"Gather our best securities litigation team, and start researching all GME-related materials now, especially the user agreement loopholes in brokers like Robin Hood and Interactive Brokers! I want the most detailed report!"

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