Central, private club on the top floor of the building.
Through the large windows, you can clearly see the moon in the sky, with gloomy clouds drifting across the sky and covering the full moon.
Huang Shitong looked at the dark clouds covering the moonlight bit by bit, turned around, put the cut cigar into his mouth, lit it and took a long puff.
Other members of the landlord association were sitting or standing, discussing with serious expressions.
"Fenghua International's stock is only 22 cents. How can we make it worth 11 cents?"
"It will cost hundreds of millions, and it will be very troublesome."
"It would be good if you can make it for one dollar or two. Tell them not to be too greedy, or be careful about being investigated by the ICAC."
"How can they make money if they are not greedy for us? The ICAC cannot care about them."
"Are there any new players in the stock market recently? There is a new issue that only costs 50 cents. Now it has gone up to 7.1 yuan. It's even more ruthless than a ghost guy."
"It's just the ghost guys who are doing it. They are in a hurry to make money and run away. It's so ugly."
"How has the stock market performed in the past two years? Are we drinking from the northwest wind?"
Huang Shitong laughed, walked to everyone and sat down, "If they want to make money, let them make money. The stock market can't run away anyway. We still have the final say in the stock market in the future."
"Can we make some money along the way?" Mai Shengyun couldn't help but ask.
Chen Zhan shook his head, "The risk is too high. The main reason is that we have no news, so it's not easy to make a move."
Everyone fell silent.
Having money but not being able to make it makes them feel particularly uncomfortable. Seeing the flowing money going into other people's pockets makes them feel as heartbroken as if they were being cut off.
Huang Shitong took a puff of his cigar and blew out a smoke ring, "I have asked someone to inquire about that matter in the United States."
Everyone's eyes lit up, and everyone looked at Huang Shitong, nervously waiting for his next words.
"What that guy said is true. The Wall Street gang is indeed using computers to manipulate stock trading, but the method is different."
Mai Shengyun said impatiently, "Don't worry about the method, as long as it's easy to use, so what kind of computer server can really be controlled?"
"It should be possible," Chen Zhan nodded and said, "Now that technology is so advanced, we can't even imagine what computers can do."
Huang Shitong smiled and said, "This matter has been finalized, so the follow-up work must be done as soon as possible. What are your opinions?"
"Brother Tong, I listen to you."
"Yes, uncle Tong, you are the boss, you can make the decision!"
"High technology is the future, we must keep up with the times."
Luo Minsheng sat silently in the corner, lost in thought.
Huang Shitong looked at him, "Little Luo, what do you think?"
Luo Minsheng came to his senses and said quickly: "Uncle Tong, I have no objection."
"Well, since everyone agrees, it's settled." Huang Shitong said with greed in his eyes, "In the future, there will be no bankers in the Hong Kong stock market. We are the only trading bankers."
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"Azhan, call that man named Zhang and ask him when he will take action."
"I understand, Uncle Tong."
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"We have just started to prepare now. How can such a big thing be done so quickly?" Qin Yi said lazily, "Do you think it's just playing house and you can just find someone to do it?"
"It is high-tech and requires specialized computer programming experts to write specialized codes and professional servers."
"These all require money, understand?"
"Ten million? What ten million? That little money isn't even enough to buy a server. Don't be ridiculous." Qin Yi said dissatisfied, "When we agreed on 100 million US dollars, we gave me 10 million. Now,
I’m urged every day and I’m very busy.”
"You send the money first, and I'll have the server shipped back from the United States."
"Experts? The experts are in Silicon Valley. How could they come to Hong Kong Island? You are crazy."
"How can outsiders know such a thing? What I am looking for is the world's top hacker. The Hong Kong Exchange's server is not made of paper. Anyone can enter. There is a firewall."
"You asked me what a firewall is? Are you okay, sir? Can you make up for your lessons and learn some computer knowledge?!"
"What's your attitude?" Qin Yi asked angrily, "Can we cooperate? If not, let's break up. I'll find someone else."
"Okay, that's it, my phone is out of gas."
Qin Yi hung up the phone and looked at Li Jie and Azu with a smile, "Look, they can't wait now."
Azu clenched his fist and waved it hard, "I finally got the trap!"
"This is just the beginning, don't be so excited." Qin Yi snapped his fingers, "The fun is yet to come."
"I'm going to buy a plane ticket now and go to Silicon Valley early tomorrow morning."
"Don't worry, wait until their money arrives before you go." Qin Yi waved his hand, "They are the ones who are anxious now."
Li Jie frowned, "Then what will you do next?"
"Wait." Qin Yi said calmly, "It's the nesting stage now. They haven't put enough bait yet, and no fish have come in."
Brother Shapi and the others haven't come back yet, so it's not the time to take action now.
After sending away his two subordinates, Qin Yi picked up Qin Yi's exclusive phone and called Jian Aowei, "Jian Dazhuang, please tell Mr. Huo that I will sell Changhe Industrial's stocks, but not now. Ask him to wait for two days.
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"Okay." Jian Aowei agreed.
"In addition, you should pay more attention to Ou Yuanbo's running for parliament this year. This is a big deal." Qin Yi warned, "I have prepared his campaign platform for him. Please help him more."
"Don't worry, boss, he and I are best friends, and I will definitely take care of his future." Jian Aowei chuckled, "I didn't expect you to be interested in politics, boss."
"If I were interested, I would have chosen it myself. Do you still need me?" Qin Yi said lightly, "You should also make more progress. What's the future of just being a lawyer? You can become a judge."
"What's so good about being a judge?"
"Do you want to be the Secretary for Justice?" Qin Yi asked.
"Me?" Jian Aowei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't be ridiculous, how am I qualified?"
"That's impossible to say."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! While Jian Aowei was still stunned, Qin Yi hung up the phone, threw the phone away, slumped on the chair, facing a piece of white paper
Thought.
In less than a minute, the phone rang again.
Qin Yi picked up the phone impatiently, "Who?"
"Qin, it's me, Richard." Richard said in a hoarse voice.
"What's the matter? I'm busy right now?"
"Did Jian Aowei agree?"
"No, we are talking." Qin Yi said casually, eyes still staring at the white paper.
"Can you fucking hurry up!" Richard yelled, "I have to wait for the money now!"
"Arrived for money?!" Qin Yi frowned, feeling something was wrong, "What happened?"
"I'm leaving, Qin." Richard said loudly and excitedly, "I'm leaving Hong Kong Island, leaving this hellish place. I've been here for twenty years, and someone kicked me away! I
I’m going back to China to retire!”
"Those sons of bitches, threw me away like toilet paper! Frank MI5! Falk Hugerson!"
"Huh?!" Qin Yi pondered for two seconds, "Are you drunk?"
"I'm not drunk, I'm sober now, I want money now!" Richard roared, "When can I get the money!"
"I'll have a talk with Jian Aowei tomorrow, maybe this month?" Qin Yi Wenyan reassured, "This will take some time. After all, it's not a small sum, it's hundreds of millions of dollars."
"Okay, I'll wait for your news!"
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Qin Yi frowned, thought for two seconds, then stood up and walked outside.
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In the night, Qin Yi sneaked into Richard's villa by familiar means.
Different from the last time when security was tight, many servants were missing in Richard's villa, and even half of the Gurkha bodyguards were missing. The remaining people worked extremely perfunctorily, or even just slacked off.
Qin Yi silently climbed up to the balcony on the second floor in the dark night, opened the floor-to-ceiling window and sneaked in.
The study room was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol, and various wine bottles were thrown on the floor.
Drunk Richard was lying on the floor in his pajamas, snoring loudly.
On the table, a large stack of documents was scattered and piled up in a mess.
Qin Yi stepped over the sleeping Richard and walked to the desk. He glanced at the documents on it and his face suddenly darkened.