Everyone had their own thoughts. The dinner ended quickly. Ling Zijie paid the bill and the four of them left the restaurant. Liu Handong wanted to go back to the hospital and Song Shuang went home. They both came by car. Zhu Pengpeng didn't drive. She said I was going with Ling Zijie and dropped by.
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Ling Zijie's car was a white electric car. Zhu Pengpeng circled it twice and said that this car is good and I want to buy it, but I haven't dared to buy it recently.
"It's okay, this storm will be over soon." Ling Zijie said.
"Oh, do you know any inside information?" Song Shuangqi asked.
"You will know after a little analysis." Ling Zijie smiled reservedly, opened the car door and asked Zhu Pengpeng to sit in, get in the car and leave first.
Song Shuang looked at Liu Handong and felt slightly distressed: "Take care of yourself and don't suffer too much."
"You should also pay attention to your safety." After Liu Handong finished speaking, he got in the car and drove away without any intention of lingering.
Song Shuang felt disappointed, got into his Swift, started the gear, and drove away slowly. A black Passat parked on the roadside quietly followed him until he reached the door of the family compound of the Public Security Department before stopping on the roadside.
Down.
At 8:30 in the evening, Song Shuang received a mysterious phone call. The caller claimed to be the assistant manager of the public relations department of Qingshi High-Tech, surnamed Li, and asked Song Shuang if it was convenient and wanted to chat.
"What's going on?" Song Shuang became alert and pressed the record button on his phone.
"Well, regarding the 520 incident, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of Mr. An. According to industry regulations, you are a big V with more than one million fans. For each original post, we will pay you 5,000 yuan. For every original post you forward,
It's 3,000 yuan, so the total is 186,000 yuan. Could you please give me a bank account number?"
Song Shuang took a deep breath, suppressed his pounding heart, and said: "I don't know the rules, and I don't post for money. I do it for justice and the victims. You are insulting me by doing this."
The other party hurriedly explained: "That's not what we meant, we just wanted to express our gratitude. If you are unwilling to provide your account number, we can also do it in other ways, such as sponsoring you an electric supercar."
"No need." Song Shuang hung up the phone, her face flushed with anger. She grew up in a privileged family, her father was a leader of the Public Security Bureau, and her mother was a university teacher. Although she was not rich, she was not short of money, and she was very fond of money and material things.
The desire is not that strong, and the huge sum of 180,000 yuan and the electric supercar are not a psychological shock to her at all, but make her extremely unhappy.
Continuing to surf the Internet, I found a private message on Weibo, which was sent by the mysterious Mr. Li. He asked Song Shuang what his price was. He might as well make an offer directly. If he thought five thousand yuan per message was too low, he could still negotiate, seven thousand to eight.
Thousands of posts are not a problem, but you must ensure at least three posts per day, and the number of forwards must exceed 10,000.
Song Shuang replied directly to him with three words: "Go to shit."
After calming down, Song Shuang felt that something was wrong. If the public relations department of Qingshi Hi-Tech wanted to contact him, it would first go through Liu Handong's relationship. How could anyone call so rashly to discuss money? Maybe it was a trap.
She immediately called Liu Handong to confirm the matter. Liu Handong asked She Xiaoqing again, and the answer was no. The public relations department of Qingshi Hi-Tech did not call Song Shuang, and would not pay her any thank you fees, not even to employees named Li.
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Late at night, An Xin was still in front of the computer monitoring the changes in Nasdaq's Qingshi stock price. The panic selling had ended, and now it was all malicious suppression. Judging from this tyrannical operation method, the trader was very likely to
It's Feng Yong. This guy has a lot of state-owned funds in his hands. He doesn't feel bad if he sells his land. Anyway, he can pay his tuition fees by losing money.
Qingshi High-tech's resistance was very weak, and it could only watch the stock price being continuously lowered. An Xin's heart was as sharp as a knife, as if she was watching her child being slowly strangled to death, but there was nothing she could do. She thought of what Xia Qingshi once said
, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I went to Beijing to find Zheng Jeff from the State Council and dedicated Qingshi High-Tech to the country. Is it really going to go to this point?
Hostile acquisitions are usually a long process. Acquisitions between large companies sometimes take several months or even adults, but this also depends on the strength and fighting will of both parties. In fact, when Xia Qingshi passed away, Qingshi's credit
The rating was downgraded, and the stock price fell for a time. Xia Qingshi was with Qingshi High-tech, just like Steve Jobs was with Apple. In the eyes of the world, the glory of this company has been eclipsed with the departure of its founder.
When An Xin was feeling sad alone in the dark night, the sun was shining brightly at noon in the United States. Feng Yong was lying in the garden of his home in Long Island, New York, basking in the sun. His sunglasses reflected the green lawn, light blue swimming pool, and white roof.
and parasols. On the tennis court, two girls were swinging rackets. They were children from relatives. They came to the United States to study before finishing junior high school.
Most of the relatives of the Feng family are in Canada, and Feng Yong himself also bought half a street of real estate there, but he doesn't like the Maple Leaf Country. He likes the Big Apple, Manhattan, Wall Street, and this kind of luxurious life.
Feng Yong claims to be a top student at Harvard Business School. In fact, he didn’t even graduate from high school. He got into Beiqing University through family connections. Failure in all subjects did not affect his graduation. His father’s friend arranged to study in the United States, so he basically didn’t get into it.
After taking classes, I spent all four years just playing. I still got my diploma and green card. I even got into Harvard through some connections. I hung out as an auditor for a while, and then I brazenly called myself a Harvard graduate and often posted on Weibo.
Posting an alumni reunion or something like that is just a fool's errand. Anyway, the old uncles and uncles in China won't come to verify it.
The funds to block Qingshi High-tech come from three aspects. The first is the money from state-owned investment companies. Feng Yong has a very high level and can use billions of funds. Although he has been tricked into losing his pants by the old foxes on Wall Street many times, he occasionally has
Xiaosheng, the leader still trusts him.
Secondly, it is the Feng Yong family’s own funds, which is also a large sum. The Feng family buys real estate, wineries, famous paintings and antiques, and high-quality stocks around the world. Qingshi High-tech is a blue-chip blue-chip stock, which is excellent.
Investment direction.
Third, it is the funds from Liu Fei. In fact, Liu Fei is relatively clean and does not have huge assets. These funds are donations from the Fei Fund account controlled by Xu Jiaojiao. They are laundered from Hong Kong through special channels and used for speculation.
, using money to make money.
When the opening time came, Feng Yong did not need to look at the computer at all. He used his mobile phone to give orders: "Smash it, hit it hard."
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At 8:30 in the morning, Song Shuang yawned and entered the office. Her colleagues from the news department had already arrived, and they all looked at her strangely.
"What's wrong? What are you looking at me doing?" Song Shuang asked carelessly. She was very popular. Her colleagues all liked this little sister, protected her and doted on her. Everyone knew that Song Shuang fought with people online.
, and paid close attention to the whole process, helping to repost and build momentum. Regarding the tram explosion case, everyone has the same understanding. It must be arson.
"Shuang'er, someone is framing you, go online and check it out." My colleague whispered.
Song Shuang's heart sank. He guessed what happened last night. When he turned on his computer, he saw that it was indeed a slanderous post, saying that "cute and soft Shuang'er" had taken Qingshi Hi-tech's black money and had gone to great lengths to clear the ground for capitalists. , the ghosts of those who died on Route 520 will not let her go, and they also presented evidence, screenshots of private messages on Weibo, which of course have been photoshopped.
"Please help him transfer it to 500," Song Shuang said with a sneer.
Colleagues burst into laughter and began to forward it. They knew Song Shuang's background very clearly. She was the daughter of the former director of the Public Security Bureau. Some blind guy spread rumors about her. She was just lighting a lamp in the toilet and looking for shit.
Everyone was gathering firewood, and the flames were high. In addition, people from all walks of life were watching the excitement and stirring up trouble, fearing that the world would not be in chaos. The number of forwards soon exceeded 500. Song Shuang took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Shen Hongyi to call the police. The top leader of the city bureau was Her father's former secretary could handle reporting crimes and other matters with just one text message.
When Shen Hongyi received Song Shuang's text message, he did not dare to neglect it and ordered the Internet Supervision Detachment to investigate and deal with it seriously. The Internet police were very familiar with this kind of thing and solved the case in less than half a day. The person who spread the rumors and slander was a part-time commentator of a navy company. After being captured by the police, he still argued plausibly, saying that Song Shuang must have taken black money from Qingshi High-tech, otherwise how could he work so hard to launder their money.
"Do you think others are like you, getting paid to post?" the policeman handling the case asked mockingly.
The man was stunned for a moment and continued talking: "You don't understand. Qingshi High-tech's background is Goldman Sachs and Freemasonry. It is not a national industry at all. What's wrong with me spreading rumors? I admit spreading rumors, but I only spread rumors out of patriotism." of."
The police dug deep and found that a mysterious person was hired by a navy company to charge a commission of 200,000 yuan to build momentum online and attack Qingshi Hi-Tech. After technical investigation, they identified the suspect, who turned out to be the owner of the Black Forest Entertainment Center, a Northeastern native with a surname of Hei. .
The person in charge of the navy company was also invited by the police. He cried and said that he was wronged. We did not confiscate the black money at all. He didn't even give a white note for 200,000 yuan. Hei Lin just said it out of thin air.
Heilin is the eldest brother of Heisen, the security director of the municipal bureau. After Li Suifeng, Long Kaijiang, Wang Shifeng and others were cracked down, Heilin rose rapidly, taking over more than ten entertainment venues in the city, and established the Heilin Culture and Entertainment Development Corporation, involving In the catering, bathing, hotel, film and television industries, due to his deep background and the number 10 Siberian Tiger under his command, he suddenly became as popular as Brother Omi.
Several policemen went to the Black Forest to ask Hei Lin to assist in the investigation. They were stopped at the front desk. After showing their IDs and explaining their purpose of visit, the Black Forest staff said that Mr. Hei had gone to a meeting of the CPPCC, so you can come back next time.
The police were rejected and left helplessly. People like Hei Lin were untouchable. They could only hand over the problem to Shen Hongyi.
Shen Hongyi already had a thick stack of files on Black Forest's gangs on his desk. Black Forest was suspected of intentional injury, extortion, illegal detention, drug trafficking, and organizing women to engage in prostitution services. All of them were suppressed. Just because he is Heisen's eldest brother, he doesn't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face. Director Hei's face doesn't matter, but Mayor Liu's face must be taken into account.
Shen Hongyi could turn a blind eye no matter how much trouble Heilin made, but he couldn't tolerate it when he extended his hand to Song Shuang. Even if it was a misunderstanding, you have to explain it, apologize and give an explanation, Song Jianfeng Can my daughter be bullied at will?
In fact, Shen Hongyi has long disliked Heisen. It is said that Liu Fei's next step is to promote this guy to the position of director of the Political Department of the Public Security Bureau, and this position was originally reserved for Xu Gongtie.
While Shen Hongyi was thinking about it, Heisen called, with a loud and hearty voice: "Director Shen, why did I hear that someone wanted to disturb the Black Forest? Is there such a thing?"
"I don't know." Shen Hongyi naturally wouldn't accept the move.
Hesse said: "I can guarantee that the Black Forest is absolutely clean and there are no illegal projects. Director Shen, you know, my brother is a straightforward person, loyal and impulsive. If there is anything wrong, I will do it for you." He apologized, and if someone deliberately caused trouble, I would never let him go."
Shen Hongyi explained patiently: "Director Hei, you think too much. Let me ask you later."
"Haha, okay, I'll buy you a drink when I have time. I won't talk anymore, the boss is going out." Heizi hung up the phone.
Shen Hongyi picked up the landline receiver and dialed a number: "Old Xu, come to my place for a moment. I have something to do."