Equity 0057

  That night, Zheng Shuai was filled with self-blame in his dormitory.

  "It's really impossible to catch up!" Zheng Shuai lay on the bed, covering his head and complaining, "They got in the car and left, but I just can't hail a cab! It's too hard to get a taxi in Beijing now!"

  "It doesn't matter, you're not a professional detective." Lin Qiang just stared at the photo on his phone, "The man in the car... did you see him from the front?"

  "It's already nighttime, and the windshield is still blocking the light, I really can't see clearly." Zheng Shuai complained, "What a pity, I really wanted to take a look at this guy's appearance. Although Luo Yangsheng's wife is slightly better than Luosa... but she still has too heavy of a taste, what kind of person would treat themselves like this?"

  "Don't underestimate Luo Yangsheng's shares. I've checked, Luo Yangsheng owns 35% of Weixin's shares. Although it will be diluted after listing, it is still strong. If the stock performs well, he will directly become a billionaire."

  "That means Fang Wen might have inherited hundreds of millions in assets?"

  "Tens of millions are possible. If other shareholders invest and acquire shares, Fang Wen's American dream will no longer be short of money."

  "What the hell is this American Dream?" Zheng Shuai cursed angrily, "This is an American parasite! Sending money to America to live a life of luxury! Luo Yang's lifelong pursuit was to start a business in his hometown and contribute. His wife, on the other hand, aspires to be a wealthy patron of America!"

  "It's getting to the point where I'll have to hire a private investigator." Lin Qiang put away his phone and pursed his lips, "Luo Yangsheng is ruthless enough, planning to sue for divorce on the grounds of infidelity and not intending to give Fang Wen a single cent."

  "What's poisonous about it? You reap what you sow! A man without poison is no hero!" Zheng Shuai cursed.

  "Do you know any friends who work as detectives?"

  Yes.

  "Oh?"

  Kudou Shinichi.

  "Still causing trouble."

  "Nonsense! Who knows detectives? Does this kind of thing really exist? At most, I know one or two cops!"

  "Police... right, police..." Lin Qiang suddenly had an idea, "I seem to owe someone a meal... the police and all, they must have resources to monitor someone."

  "Haha, I see," Zheng Shuai said with a smile, shaking his finger. "You're going to ask Hu Xiao for help now, aren't you?"

  "Paid labor."

  "Ah... anyway, this matter can't be dropped." Zheng Shuai thought, "If Luo Yangsheng doesn't even plan to give a single cent, there must be a lot of homework that can be done in this regard."

  "Too much."

  ……

  On the fourth day, with everyone's hard work, the sales amount reached 37.25 million.

  Day 5, $38 million.

  The sixth day, 38.92 million.

  After six days of desperate sales, everyone seemed to have reached their limit. For a store like Longyuan Business Hall, with its scale and location, this performance was already a miracle. But when faced with the mountain of 100 million yuan, it always seemed just out of reach. The United Bank's goal was as elusive as the sun - only when you tried to catch up did you realize how far away it was.

  As for Lin Qiang, although he still appears confident on the surface, he is also aware that it is almost impossible to reach 100 million yuan at this rate. In just a few years, his old clients have undergone tremendous changes, and people like Qiu Zhi-chang who are still conservative with their finances are extremely rare. Most people have already invested their capital in real estate or overseas, leaving very little space for Lin Qiang. Of the 38.92 million yuan, 30 million yuan is Lin Qiang's personal performance, which is already the limit under normal marketing conditions.

  In the nightly summary meeting, everyone no longer dares to look at the sales amount, but instead cheers each other on, striving for a big order the next day.

  ……

  On the tenth day, a tired Zheng Shuai held the contract he had just finalized and prepared to file it in the archives room.

  In the corridor, Chen Zhang, full of spirit, called out to him: "Oh? Another single?"

  "Hehe, don't bother." Zheng Shuai didn't plan on paying attention to him and pushed open the door to enter the archive room.

  "I'm at least the deputy manager of this business hall, can't I review the contract? Chen Lian also flashed in and stretched out his right hand, "Zheng Shuai, won't you even cooperate with such a basic job?"

  Zheng Shuai reluctantly handed over the contract for Chen Ce to review.

  "Hmm..." Chen Lian glanced at it briefly and asked with a hint of confusion, "This is strange, Lin Qiang wasn't in the business hall all day today, so why is the bank representative's signature 'Lin Qiang'?"

  He widened his eyes and stared at Zheng Shuai in feigned surprise: "You can't be the ones who forged Lin Qiang's signature, can you?"

  "Nothing can be done." Zheng Shuai snatched back the contract and stuffed it into a filing cabinet.

  "These trivial matters... are also minor, you and I both understand." Chen Tong spread out his arms and smiled, "Zheng Shuai, Lin Qiang has been rarely seen in the past few days, it seems he's already given up?"

  “……”

  "Ugh... after all, it's 100 million, an impossible goal for ordinary people. Thinking of ignoring the terrible interpersonal relationships with 100 million is simply a pipe dream." Chen Ce patted Zheng Shuai on the shoulder, "If I were Lin Qiang, I should be contacting headhunters now and starting to prepare for job hopping."

  “……”

  "After all, Lin Qiang still has the ability. Changing to another bank, he still has a good chance." Chen Lu looked at Zheng Shuai with a frown and said, "It's just a pity for you, at this time, you're still working so hard for him."

  "Anything else?" Zheng Shuai pushed away Chen Cheng, unwilling to listen to him anymore.

  "Zheng Shuai, from the moment Lin Qiang overturned the table in Qian Hangchang's office, his ending was already sealed." Chen Lian said sternly, "Is it to follow him to death or turn back to the big ship? Such a simple choice question, you should be able to do it, right? Now Lin Qiang's transfer is already a trend, Zheng Shuai, as long as you can do a good job of ideological work on others... Let them send off Lin Qiang's transfer peacefully and stably, and the previous things, we can wipe the slate clean!"

  Chen Tong lowered his voice again and added in a low tone, "I absolutely didn't mean to provoke you. I really do have some connection with Director Luo Ruosi. You're still young, there are plenty of opportunities."

  "Director Chen, there's something you don't understand..." Zheng Shuai shook his head and pushed away Chen Cheng. "I came to the bank not to please anyone, nor to sell out anyone for money. If I'm not suitable here, I'll leave and find a place that suits me. No need to sell myself for that little money."

  Zheng Shuai's eyebrows rose in a challenge as he retorted, "How about you, Director Chen? Have you ever sold yourself out for money?"

  "What do you mean?"

  "It's nothing, just asking casually." Zheng Shuai pushed the door and left with a swagger.

  Chen Lian stood alone in the file room, muttering to himself: "What does this little kid know... how dare he accuse others? Hmph... anyway, it's all irrelevant now, just a few more days and everything will be settled. By then I... won't have to hide in the bank either..."

  At this time, his phone rang.

  "What's wrong, dear?"

  “……”

  "Who? Sue you?"

  "What's going on?!"

  "Hmph, this is looking for death, since it's like this, we also don't need to show mercy."

  "Don't worry, there won't be any problem, all shareholders are on our side."

  In the evening, at a roadside stall in Longyuan District, Lin Qiang, Zheng Shuai and Hu Xiaoren each held a bowl of hot dry noodles, eating with gusto.

  "Wow, Xiao Jie, your informant is really powerful!" Zheng Shuai exclaimed, holding his phone and looking at the photos with a smile. "You even managed to capture evidence of the car accident, impressive."

  He laughed without caring about his image, swallowed a long strand of noodles, and then drank a big mouthful of beer, feeling refreshed: "How many times have I said it? It's not an informant, it's social resources! Have you watched too many Hong Kong police movies?"

  Lin Qiang, who was beside him, pushed an envelope to Hu Xiao: "This is the commission fee, I don't know how much to give, just take it as is."

  Hu smiled and put away the envelope, stuffing it into her handbag: "Your client is quite generous, isn't he? This must be worth at least 50,000."

  "He was going to give ten thousand, I let him save a little." Lin Qiang finished eating noodles, wiped his mouth and leaned back on the chair, "The saved amount is earned, sorry about that."

  "You guys are really good at saving money." Hu smiled helplessly and shook his head, "Every time we eat, it's just snacks. When inviting guests, you're so unscrupulous!"

  "Who would have thought that it was actually him..." Zheng Shuai stared at his phone, letting out a long sigh. "I just can't figure it out, how could things be so coincidental."

  "What a coincidence, he was Fang Wen's client manager before." Lin Qiang also stared at the photo, his eyes fixed.

  The photo was taken during the daytime in a remote scenic area, where a man and a woman were engaging in intimate acts inside a sedan. Through a series of snapshots, their faces can be vaguely made out through the tinted glass. The female lead is Fang Wen, wife of Luo Yangsheng, while the male lead is Chen Zhen, a young executive at United Bank.

  In the previous tracking photography, a large number of cohabitation evidences of the two have been grasped. However, these two still want to play some exciting things and gave Hu Xiao "informant" a great opportunity to show off his photography art in their extremely indulgent enjoyment.

  At the same time, in a high-end apartment in Beijing's Chaoyang District, Chen Lian sat on the sofa watching TV, while Fang Wen was anxious and pacing back and forth in the living room.

  "How can you still have the mood to watch TV?!" Fang Wen snatched the remote control from Chen Liang's hand and turned off the TV, "He has filed a lawsuit! Don't you make some plans?"

  "It's just a lawsuit, it's like a dog jumping over the wall. It's the same as what happened to one of my colleagues." Chen Yan didn't get angry, slowly stood up, and hugged Fang Wei, smiling and saying, "Our lawyer has already spoken out, we can definitely get the shares... The board of directors also has my friends, they will acquire these shares. With Weixin's strong company, as long as it can be listed, even if this part of the shares is worth hundreds of millions, it's still possible."

  "What if something goes wrong? What if there's a mistake?" Fang Wen suddenly pushed Chen Lian away, sat down on the sofa with a huff, "Until now, I still don't know who his lawyer is. If it's that man we met last time, he might resort to some underhanded tactics."

  "Hey, don't always be afraid of that person." Chen Cheng walked to Fang Wei's side and hugged her again, "That person is just good at talking big, if it really goes to court, the judge won't care about his nonsense."

  "I just feel it's not right." Fang Wen shook her body, couldn't argue with Chen Cheng, and finally compromised, leaning into his arms and whispering, "What if this time... we don't get that much, let alone going to the US, even survival is a problem. Now I'm relying on his bank card to survive."

  "What's there to be afraid of? Wenwen, I'm telling you this, even if you don't have a single penny, I'll still support you." Chen said solemnly.

  "Is that all you've got?" Fang Wen raised an eyebrow, "A month's salary is only a little over 10,000 yuan, and the monthly rent for this apartment is already over 20,000 yuan."

  "Hehe, a few hundred thousand is temporary, it will rise soon." Chen Yan smiled complacently, "Wenwen, I'm from the bank, as long as we get on the right boat, are you afraid there won't be a way to make money?"

  "Ah..." Fang Wen leaned into Chen Cheng's arms, "In any case, we must be careful."

  "Hmm." Chen Liang looked at Fang Wei in his arms and frowned, revealing a disgusted expression.

  His hands were gentle, but his heart was nauseated.

  "Didn't get that share of stock, no way would I be with an old woman like you."