Volume 3: Fate's Escape (Revised Edition) Chapter 14
On November 5, two Hong Kong businessmen got to know Yuan Ze through an introduction and hit it off immediately over drinks. They invited Yuan Ze to join their business as a shareholder and were willing to offer him very favorable terms. Yuan Ze naturally thought he was the local snakehead, with Zheng Xue's uncle as his backing, this was a golden opportunity that had fallen into his lap, why wouldn't he take it!
Yuan Ze Xian showed off his abilities, talking to the Hong Kong businessman about the inner workings of the government and his understanding of Zheng's leadership. To smoothly resolve some matters related to the cooperation project, Yuan Ze also took the Hong Kong businessman to personally give gifts to Zheng's uncle, who pretended to decline but ultimately accepted the bribes worth 400,000 RMB.
The Hong Kong businessmen met Zheng Xue again under Yuan Ze's introduction, and as soon as they saw Zheng Xue, they found out that Zheng Xue was taking drugs, with a hint of evil spirit between his eyebrows, and the whole person looked very gloomy. They gave Zheng Xue a generous gift and also gave Zheng Xue's father a valuable bribe, and Zheng Xue's father promised to help them pave the way as much as possible.
The fourth-year students in the school have been talking about their career prospects after graduation, which is a top priority for them! Isn't it all about finding a satisfactory job after more than ten years of hard work?! Of course, there's another thing that's most stimulating, most helpless, most confusing, and most pressing - romance!
The fourth year is crazy, the fourth year is dusk, it's the dusk where day and night intersect, it's a bit blurry boundary between the ivory tower and the society. After stepping out of the ivory tower, everyone goes their separate ways, lives their own lives, walks different paths in life, from then on, each person faces life, society, emotions, and all the darkness and light, pain and helplessness, sorrow and joy in their own way. For a time, all the repression, all the resentment, all the ** are let loose!
Liao Yeshen was well aware of this principle, he clearly knew that his professional knowledge was general, and his family background was ordinary, it was difficult to find an ideal job. He wanted to work in the Chang Sheng's enterprise, but he also found that Chang Sheng had been keeping a distance from him recently, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding him, he wondered what was wrong.
That day, Liao Ye was stuck in the internet cafe, trying to crack Chang Cheng's email password. By chance, he discovered that Chang Cheng's password was actually Qiu Ya's birthday numbers. He saw the letters written by Long Bao. Liao Ye knew that Chang Cheng must have been highly guarded against him, and he knew it was all because of Long Bao's letter on October 1st! He secretly resented him. He took covert threats and hints towards Chang Cheng, who eventually agreed to let Liao Ye work at his company.
Baby Fen and Hai Tao returned to Hai Tao's hometown in Shandong together. Shi Wei and Du Ci, the two jokers, were still carefree about their jobs and careers, laughing and joking around. Du Ci hoped that Shi Wei would take the graduate school entrance exam, but instead Shi Wei persuaded Du Ci to take it, with neither of them ending up taking the exam in the end.
Jing'er's elegant beauty attracted many persistent pursuers, but Jing'er disdained them. She despised those who pursued her and also despised herself. Despite knowing that Longbiao and Qiuya had a certain engagement, she still stubbornly clung to this illusory and hopeless emotion. Longbiao treated her with complete indifference, ignoring her feelings, inner anxiety, and the pain of longing that gnawed at her gentle heart like a venomous snake. She poured out her grievances in writing, using words to weave a web of fantasy for herself.
That small knife still accompanied her through every warm yet sorrowful long night, she counted the days until Longbiao's next surgery to remove the steel plate, fantasizing about how her blood that had already merged into Longbiao's body flowed freely in every blood vessel of his, and she was completely immersed in such feelings.
Du Cixin carefully observed Jing'er's abnormal emotions and saw her secretly loving thoughts. Under Du Cixin's strong advocacy, Jing'er anxiously disobeyed Long Bao's instructions, took a photo, scanned it, and wrote an email. Du Cixin threatened Shi Wei to send the email to Long Bao's original email address unchanged.
Through Zheng Xue's mediation, Jin Ge and his gang established a relationship with some corrupt police officers. Jin Ge's so-called high-end nightclub was just a cover; his true intention was to monopolize the local drug market. He wanted to use the Zheng family's background to collude with the police and squeeze out other small-time drug dealers without powerful backing, using the pretext of attracting investment to set up underground casinos and absorb other small-time organized crime groups, becoming the top underworld figure in the area!
Zheng Xue has already fallen into the abyss of addiction and cannot extricate himself. Moreover, he still owes a large sum of money to Jin Ge and his gang, and now every day's worth of drugs is provided by Dongdong. He has come to understand what Jin Ge is doing but dares not speak out.
They agreed on the distribution of shares and interests in the underground casino, Brother Jin and several partners were responsible for all investments, and those corrupt police officers could get 3,000 to tens of thousands of yuan per month according to their powers.
With the police as a backing and Zheng Xue's background as a backing, the first underground casino was set up very smoothly. It had only been open for three days when it already made 200,000 yuan just from commission!
Brother Jin personally handed over 20,000 yuan to Zheng Xue and said in a tone that brooked no refusal: "Zheng Ge, this money is the fruit of labor! This is just the dividend for opening for three days. Later, it will be like snowflakes, pouring into your arms! How about it? Isn't it cool? If you want to make big money, you have to do what I said and make it big! You have to monopolize!"
Zheng Xue secretly calculated that one gambling den would make 200,000 yuan in a month and 2.4 million yuan in a year. Then five dens would make 12 million yuan in a year! What about two years? Three years? And if you add the profits from the nightclub...! Moreover, there are many skilled and beautiful ladies in the nightclub who can be played with at will!
Zheng Xue later took one of Jing Ge's partners to visit his uncle and father, who naturally offered a large sum of money as a gift.
Brother Jin took advantage of the hot iron and opened two more casinos, and invited some old swindlers from Guangdong to help out. He also started secretly selling ice poison, ecstasy, marijuana, white powder, and black sesame in various nightclubs, bars, and discos.
November 29th, the high seas, on board the Elizabeth gambling ship. The long-awaited showdown between Qian Tonghua and his opponent is underway.
Qian Tonghua sat in front of the gambling table, already drenched in sweat. He deeply regretted why he had gambled so big while just playing around! The cash exchanged for chips was all lost, and the chips exchanged for a private two-hundred-million-yuan blank check were almost gone too.
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To calm his inner tension, Qian Tonghua constantly smoked and drank the tea served by the waitress; in order to get a chance to turn the tables, he seemed to have completely lost his mind, without considering the consequences of issuing blank checks; in order to quickly reverse the situation, he insisted on following each card at least until the fourth card, and even asked for the betting limit to be relaxed!
He has completely lost his normal thinking, in his view, every card is the result of his own bad luck, he has thoroughly lost his normal analytical ability towards poker, and has fallen into madness, of course, there are already some special things in this tea.
In the final round, Qian Tonghua unexpectedly dared to open two blank checks of 800 million each, wanting to fight a life-and-death battle with his opponent. The outcome was naturally predictable. By the time it ended, the opponent counted the total amount of blank checks opened by Qian Tonghua, which surprisingly reached 7 billion and 200 million!
Looking at the thick stack of checks, Qian Tonghua's head suddenly exploded! He knew what it meant!
Among these people, two were familiar friends of Qian Tonghua, but the checks were not in his friend's hands, but in the hands of two other men who looked very honest. At this time, they finally showed their true colors. A middle-aged man changed that silly look and said coldly: "Chairman Qian, how do you explain these checks? Do you have so much money in your account?"
Qian Tonghua's hands and feet were cold, his whole body trembling as he said: "Two big... brothers, you have to give me a little time, the check has some... virtual numbers on it, but I promise to make up for it!" He looked at the two old friends with pleading eyes and said, "You know our family's financial situation, can you be my guarantor? Believe me, I've never owed anyone a single penny!"
These two friends had long known that this was a trap, and the two of them would get 150 million yuan from each other. They didn't care about Qian Tonghua at all. One of them deliberately said: "What's wrong, Director Qian? Is your check an empty check? You dare to open an empty check, you're quite bold."
Qian Tonghua saw that his request was in vain, so he thought of playing a trick and said: "I think... this time... the gamble... has a problem!"
The supervisor who had been watching from the side immediately stopped him and made veiled threats in words. In fact, this gambling boat is still relatively fair, and it will not allow gamblers to make any derogatory remarks about the gambling boat. Qian Tonghua lost today due to his poor skills, psychologically, losing to the joint efforts of these people, and losing to the tea water.
Qian Tonghua had nowhere to turn for help, and this huge sum of money thoroughly terrified him!
"Director Qian, you're also a major shareholder of the Li Heng Group. How about this: we won't pressure you today. You can use your shares as collateral instead. We'll give you seven days to come up with the money. If you return the check intact within seven days, we won't collect interest for now. But if you don't have the money after seven days, we'll calculate the interest according to the rules of those collection companies. And if you still can't pay off the debt in three months, then you'll have no choice but to sell your shares! What do you say?"
Qian Tonghua was caught and killed psychologically. After negotiations, under the notarization of a lawyer, he finally signed an agreement. The agreement stipulated that Qian Tonghua had 15 days to raise funds, after which he would pay 5% monthly interest. Three months later, if the debt was still not settled, Qian Tonghua would have to sell his stocks and properties to repay the debt.
Qian Tonghua pushed himself to the edge!
Far across the ocean, Jiao Rong Sen learned of this foolish yet brilliant wonderful result and couldn't help but laugh loudly towards the sky, saying: "Qian old devil, take a look at your precious son!"
Jiao Rong Sen paced back and forth excitedly, feeling that there was nothing that could fully express the joy in his heart. His pupils were extremely dilated due to excitement, and then shrunk to the size of a needle hole due to tense desire for release. He suddenly picked up a golf club and wildly smashed it against the glass and furniture in his mansion. Hearing the crisp shattering sound of the glass and seeing the destroyed state of the tables and chairs, he instantly felt the thrill of power and the pleasure of destruction!
As a result of the selective promotion of grassroots cadres, employees who responded strongly to management were temporarily removed from their positions, and efforts were made to minimize the impact, with verbal warnings given to as many mid-level managers as possible. In this way, although the strength of production management at the grassroots level was strengthened, it did not disrupt the personnel power structure of various enterprises, nor did it truly harm the interests of various groups, but instead gained unanimous praise from high-ranking officials.
This personnel movement has had a significant impact, although not many new managers have been promoted, but it has also had a very good influence on the middle and lower management levels and the grassroots production departments. Various self-recommended materials flew to the headquarters' human resources department like snowflakes, most of which were written directly on the letter "Minister Xue Guowei or Vice President Xue Guowei", some even sent emails to Minister Xue's mailbox, or left messages in the message column on the group company's website!
The headquarters HR department became the busiest department, and several people were seconded from subordinate enterprises to assist in the personnel rectification work. A large number of potential candidates were identified.
Qian Lao seems to be very concerned about the progress of the shoe company, and within a month, he went to the shoe company for inspection twice without any hesitation. He praised Ye Ziheng highly, but didn't mention Qian Yuhui at all, which made Ye Ziheng extremely pleased!
What excited Ye Ziheng even more was that Qian Tonghua had an accident in the gambling house, which was actually a clever arrangement by him. However, even he did not expect Qian Tonghua to be so stupid! He took 20% of the 7 billion and 200 million, which was over 1 billion. He secretly planned and thought that as long as he exposed this matter at the right time according to strategic needs, Qian Lao's balance would completely tilt towards him.
He was certain that Qian Lao's physical condition was not good, so in order to show off his image as a model father, standard good son-in-law, best manager and best successor in front of Qian Lao, Ye Ziheng created the illusion that the shoe industry had turned around its operating trend. He signed low-profit secret agreements with individual agents and used his own pocket money to make up for the profit difference. Soon, the shoes were selling like hotcakes!
He became exceptionally affectionate towards Qian Suxue, exceptionally strict with his two daughters, and wore a smile for all employees. He fully supported Qian Lao's personnel adjustments, and under the suggestion of Zhao Siwen, Vice Minister of the Enterprise Management Department, he even organized a research team to conduct a systematic investigation on the situation of each enterprise under the group, which was praised by Qian Lao in person.
Unfortunately, Ye Ziheng did not know that the real planner of the gambling game was not him, but Jiao Rongsen.
One day in early December, Long Bo came to Shenzhen again. He sat in an internet cafe in Bao'an District, Shenzhen and opened his email account. He found a letter from Jing'er attached to Shi Wei's email.
As the photo opened, Jing'er's elegant figure slowly unfolded before my eyes. She was a bit thinner than before, and her smile seemed to carry a hint of bitterness and a tinge of sorrow. Her bright and clear eyes, which used to shine with a piercing light, now seemed to have lost their former luster, filled instead with a heart-wrenching anxiety.
The screen displayed the following text:
In my dream forest, everywhere grows unknown yet familiar plants, I can't see their true appearance, but I yearn to identify their names.
In the air I breathe every moment, there is a familiar yet strange aura everywhere. I am deliberately searching for it, but in my deliberate search, its traces disappear.
In my hazy twilight consciousness, the vast sky swallowed up the remaining clouds and mist. It seemed that at the moment closest to sunset, on the horizon where light and darkness were battling, a returning bird spread its wings in a beautiful flash of struggle.
In my world, I pay for the endless demands of my thoughts with memories that exist. I compose melodies for timid lyrics with illusory conceptions. I comfort the hollow silence with real legacies.
Distinguish what, seek what, listen to what? Yearn for what, the wind at dusk bathes in the sunset, and the sigh of dusk should echo in the wind.
Closing my tearful eyes, thinking of you, but forgetting myself.
"Along the Riverbank" and "Untitled"
Along the withered grass into dusk, a streak of residual red in the western sky. Most memorable is the youth that once had several greens, swaying and dripping dew, now dancing in the autumn wind.
The flute sounds lonely and desolate, its melancholy voice echoing. Climbing the old tower to gaze at the cold moon, I pity the green hills and get drunk on wine, feeling isolated without a care for others.
Quiet child
In an instant, what Long Biao had been deeply suppressing was suddenly stirred up!
He couldn't help but think of Autumn in Canada, and wildly and confusedly remembered the quiet daughter of this icy beauty, and somewhat anxiously flashed back to Wen Li's shadow, and seemed to feel Xue Bingying's bold entanglement...
Then I deeply missed Grandpa Qi, Dad and Mom, as well as my grandfather De in the United States...
He recalled his bumpy life journey, childhood, middle school, university, **convocation, robbery and injury, hurtful events, hiding and fleeing...
A wave of sour and intense heat rose from the bottom of his heart, entwining with the smoke of the burning cigarette in his hand, blurring his eyes, blocking his throat, making it hard for him to breathe, and causing his entire brain to throb with pain, especially the spot that had been beaten by Iron Pipe Gang before, which now felt like being pricked by needles.
Long Wan hastily closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. After a while, he felt almost recovered, then reopened his eyes.
He almost instinctively, involuntarily, wrote a reply to Jing'er with a poem.
"Riverbank Beauty: Feelings of the Present Moment"
The dim star and the remaining moonlight are heavy with frost, the withered willow and the cold crow smoke at dawn, the solitary guest is not aware of the small winter. The nearby riverbank is clear and green, the distant mountains are crimson in the evening.
The western hills are dark and dense with autumn foliage, the short flute at the corner tower sounds cold. I am accustomed to letting my autumn sorrows dissolve. The smoke between my fingers is not yet extinguished, the wine in my cup must not be emptied.
A certain office of the National Supervisory Commission.
A group of officials are studying the whistleblowing materials piled on the table, which involve bribery materials related to Zheng Xue's father and uncle. The whistleblowers include two Hong Kong businessmen and several private enterprise bosses. The detailed and accurate materials cannot be ignored, and the Hong Kong businessmen claim that if the corrupt officials are not brought to justice, they will publicly expose their criminal evidence in the Hong Kong media! They even plan to make it public on major websites in five languages: Chinese, English, French, German, and Japanese!
A task force was soon established to deal with the matter. The head of the task force concluded his speech in a severe tone, saying: "Comrades, you must think about the national emblem above your heads! You must think about the oath you took under the party flag! To build the party for the public interest, to govern for the people, and to serve the people wholeheartedly is the fundamental purpose of our efforts to strengthen the party's work style! The party's work style is related to the party's image, it is related to the hearts and minds of the people, and it is related to the life and death of the party and the country! ***Comrade*** pointed out in his report: If we do not resolutely punish [corruption], the flesh-and-blood connection between the party and the people will be severely damaged, the party's ruling position will be lost, and the party may walk towards self-destruction!
The deputy secretary's tone turned serious and solemn: "Comrades, it is true that they were once builders who made outstanding contributions to the party and the country. In the cities where they led and governed, there are indeed many commendable achievements. However, if they have become corrupt, then they will become a class of people who destroy the image of the party and government, and become parasites on the nation and the people! If they have broken the law, they must be severely punished by the law! Since the founding of our country, we have punished countless corrupt officials, and we have never been lenient. You should not have any worries or illusions; this case will definitely be investigated to the end!"
At night. Long Bao walked out of the internet cafe in Bao'an District, Shenzhen, and followed the road back to his hotel, feeling heavy-hearted and depressed.
It's already winter, and in this young and prosperous coastal city, there is also a bit of coolness. The streetlights are flashing with a white misty light, and there are still moths flying around, which is the instinct of these insects to be attracted to light. Large and small, they are densely packed, giving off a modern feel.
His throat still felt a bit blocked, and he also felt like he had smoked too much, his tongue was very bitter. He looked up at the front, the hotel's logo was shining brightly in the dark night sky, just a few more minutes to go.
Ding dong! The phone rang again, no need to say, it must be Xue Bingying again!
Long Bao pressed the answer button and said, "Hello?"
Xue Bingying's deliberately soft and gentle voice: "A Cheng, have you arrived?"
Long Wan replied blandly, "Not yet, I want to go eat something, you go ahead and busy yourself. I'll be back in a while." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and walked towards the "Cloud Dream Snack Shop" by the side of the road.
Long Bao was really hungry, so he ordered a large bowl of spicy beef noodles and sat on a stool eating while watching the cars flowing by on the road and people strolling around. After finishing his meal, Long Bao found a patch of grass to lie down on, gazing up at the starry sky above, letting the cool night breeze blow over him until 11pm before returning to the hotel.
As soon as he entered the hotel room, he saw Xue Bingying sitting in his room, glaring at him. Long Bao knew why she was angry and greeted her politely.
The two of them didn't say a word, and after a while, they jumped up and tightly hugged Longbiao.
Xue Bingying likes him, Long Bao knows it, and has been harassing him many times in these days. Long Bao has been trying to avoid being alone with her. Long Bao sympathizes with her emotions, so he said softly: "Bingying, you and I both have our own friends, don't do this, okay?"
Xue Bingying didn't know which nerve was wrong, she tiptoed and approached Long Bao's face, Long Bao dodged and said: "Bingying, calm down, don't make it difficult for me!"
Xue Bingying saw that she had taken the initiative to hug and kiss, but was rejected by Long Bao again. She felt a bit ashamed and angry, so she bit Long Bao's shoulder hard, pushed him away, and kicked his injured right leg with her foot, right on the knee! She didn't know that Long Bao's right leg was injured! She cursed: "Bastard! Screw your mother!"
Long Bao didn't expect that it had been a year since he was injured, and he could still do physical exercises normally, thinking that he had fully recovered. But unexpectedly, he couldn't withstand the stimulation, and suddenly felt a sharp pain from deep within his bones shooting up to the top of his head, spreading throughout his entire right half-body! He let out a low hum, feeling somewhat unstable on his feet, and hastily sat down on the bed sideways.
He lifted his pant leg and saw two long, serrated scars on his right leg, like two terrifying giant centipedes attached to his skin. Long Biao straightened his leg and gently rubbed the spot where Xue Bingying had kicked him, but the pain didn't decrease, instead it started to intensify!
Especially the brain, which felt the intense impact of blood flow, and the temples clearly showed a fluctuation that beat with the heartbeat. Long Bao didn't even have time to massage for a while before he suddenly felt a dizziness in his brain.
Xue Bingying looked at Long Bao's scarred right leg in surprise, feeling guilty in her heart, but still not admitting her mistake, and continued to scold: "Kick you to death, you rascal!" She sat on another bed with an annoyed expression, but her eyes were tightly fixed on Long Bao. Seeing that Long Bao's expression was somewhat painful, she couldn't help but ask: "Laozi, are you okay?"
Long Bao struggled to resist the dizziness and faintness in his head, closed his eyes and lay down on the bed, ignoring Xue Bingying's eccentric and unpredictable temper. For a moment, all sorts of memories entwined him, vaguely, he felt that Qiu Ya was using a hot towel to apply heat to his injured area, her gentle hands gently massaging the wound.
A throbbing pain in his head began to blur his will, and his brain seemed to have turned into a pot of thin porridge being stirred and rotated by an invisible force, with the center point being where he had been heavily hit before!
Xue Bingying was a bit scared and hastily shook Long Bao's body, asking: "Hey, are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Long Bao shook his head and insisted on answering: "Don't call them, I'm fine, just a bit of a headache. Lying down will be okay. Don't tell them about today's matter, remember."
The dragon's eyes were dull and lifeless, as if his soul had left his body. His whole body felt limp and powerless.
Xue Bingying couldn't tell whether Long Bao was serious or not, and she didn't understand the situation at all. She didn't dare call President Xue either. Seeing Long Bao like that made her heart ache again, and in a rush of emotions, she burst into tears. She covered Long Bao with the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, sobbing.
Long Bao's condition was very strange, and he didn't wake up until midnight. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that Xue Bingying was actually sleeping in the same bed with him! Xue Bingying slept on his left side, with her left hand wrapped around his waist, her head resting on his arm, her face facing his neck, and her legs placed on top of his left leg. Her whole body was tightly pressed against Long Bao's, and she was sleeping soundly.
Taking advantage of the dim light in the room, Long Bao leaned his head to look at Xue Bingying's face. Not bad, this face is very beautiful, with a sexy and avant-garde charm, yet still retaining a natural elegance. Her tightly closed eyes still had a hint of tears.
Through the thin pants, Long Bao felt Xue Bingying's tight and soft body emitting a scorching heat that made him feel suffocated. He suddenly had the urge to possess this heat, to thoroughly enjoy this heat! Long Bao felt that Xue Bingying's soft and fiery limbs had ignited a primal flame within him, a flame that seemed to have been forgotten for a long time, a flame that had been suppressed for a long time, a flame that he had always restrained.
Since he was aware of his own **, Long Bao had always been afraid of this **. From Wen Li to Qiu Ya to Jing Er, he had been using his willpower and the instinct of this ** to struggle against it. This was a very hard thing to do. The ** that rose vigorously made him feel uncomfortable all over, especially when he was alone with Qiu Ya. Except for slightly kissing Qiu Ya's mouth, he always avoided excessive physical contact with her, although he really wanted to explore Qiu Ya's secrets further.
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This is a woman who adores herself, this is the body of a mature and sexy woman! Long Biao felt his whole body burning with desire, urgently making him want to stretch out wildly**, **already in extreme hardness ordering Long Biao not to make any compromises with morality and willpower!
Long Baoxiang reached out his right hand, lightly touching Xue Bingying's chest, which was pressed against his own, through the thin sweater that covered it.
Xue Bingying suddenly woke up, but pretended not to know. With her rich experience, she secretly found Long Bao's sneaky behavior amusing, yet felt a kind of shyness. This shyness came from her anticipation, her excitement. Her face flushed with a girlish redness. The scent of Long Bao made her feel a bewildering numbness. A stream of empty yet full heat flowed from below her navel, from the place where Long Bao was playing, responding to her needs!
Long Bao's clumsy fingers touched hers, and for a moment she felt a numbness that pricked at her bodily instincts, causing her to shrink back!
This made Longwang extremely embarrassed, and he hastily withdrew his hand.
Xue Bingying suddenly turned over and lay on Long Bao's body, actively kissing Long Bao's mouth, and skillfully extending her tongue into Long Bao's mouth, agilely wriggling inside like a snake!
This was an unprecedented momentum for Long Bao, although he had also kissed three girls before. But compared to Wen Li, it was just a child's play, and with Qiu Ya, it was just a brief taste. And with Jing Er, it was just a gentle touch. Where did Xue Bingying's familiarity and maturity come from? This was simply a shocking wave for him!
He was also a bit lost, clumsily responding, trying to make some spatial connection with her agile soft tongue, but instead provoking Ice Jade's even more intense sucking and rolling, Ice Jade's tender soft tongue making his **even more violently throb!
Bingying kept rubbing her soft body against Longbiao's, and grabbed his right hand to hint at him to caress her sacred **, Longbiao passively yet actively accepted this wonderful implication.
Within a few minutes, the body temperature of both people soared, and they felt hot and unbearable. Xue Bingying decisively took off her thin sweater, revealing her enticing chest with only a bra, and immediately flipped over to lie down, using her hand to pull Longbiao onto her body, and the two continued to kiss wildly!
Xue Bingying unbuttoned Long Bao's undershirt and also removed her own bra, their upper bodies tightly pressed together. This time, they thoroughly felt the excitement of skin-to-skin contact, feeling the stimulation of warmth and softness versus firmness.
Long Bao covered Ice Jing's white and delicate ** with his right hand, clumsily rubbing it. However, Ice Jing's hands reached into Long Bao's pants through the fabric, firmly grabbing onto his **.
Perhaps Xue Bingying was too impatient, or perhaps Long Bao was too sensitive. Xue Bingying never thought that her action would cause Long Bao to immediately stop their intense kissing and get off her body, also withdrawing his hands!
Never thought that Long Bao would quickly put on his clothes, coldly saying: "Sorry, Bingying, I have a girlfriend, let's stop here." After speaking, he stood up and wanted to leave.
Xue Bingying felt that she had lost all face, Long Bao's inhumane behavior had thoroughly hurt her self-esteem, and she was both ashamed and angry and hateful, saying: "Stop right there! Are you still a man?"
Long Bao regretted his frivolous behavior earlier and couldn't let himself get caught up in inexplicable emotional turmoil again. As he opened the door, he said: "Bingying, I'm sorry, let's stop here."
Xue Bingying then picked up a pillow and an ashtray and threw them over.
Longbiao returned to the internet cafe and surfed the web again, repeatedly viewing web pages related to financial markets, staying up all night.
The next day, Long Bao received a call from Xue Zong and returned directly to Chang'an. Xue Bingying and several others remained in Shenzhen, supervising the personnel work of Liheng Building Materials Enterprise.
Long Bao and Xue Zong discussed in the study for a whole day. At dinner time, Qian Lao arrived at Xue Zong's study. Xue Zong made tea for Qian Lao and added a soft back cushion to his stool. Then Qian Lao spoke up: "Long Bao, Xue Zong said you requested to start the financial emergency program ahead of schedule. Tell me your reasons."
Long Bo opened the computer on Mr. Xue's desk, logged in and went online, then printed out charts of the US Dow Jones Index, Nasdaq Index, S&P Index, Hong Kong Hang Seng Index, and international crude oil prices, divided into three months, six months, one year, two years, and five years. He placed them on the table and drew a few simple pressure lines and support lines. Qian Lao and Mr. Xue did not speak, watching Long Bo operate.
A faint light seemed to float on the dragon's forehead, and he lit a cigarette, his brow furrowed as he said: "This year has been a particularly turbulent one for European and American financial markets. The US economy, which suffered a severe blow in the 9/11 attacks, has not shown any signs of recovery. Business scandals have continued to erupt, from retail giant Kmart and telecommunications giant Global Crossing filing for bankruptcy protection in January to WorldCom's suspected massive financial fraud case in June, which was another blow to the US economy. Since July, stock markets and currency markets in Latin American countries have plummeted, with national risk indexes soaring, and signs of a financial crisis have begun to emerge in the region."
"The US Congress has passed a resolution authorizing Bush to launch a military strike against Iraq with an overwhelming majority vote. The UN Security Council's resolution on the Iraqi issue adds another excuse and international public opinion chip for the United States and Britain, and after entering November, more and more signs indicate that the war momentum is further building up, and the situation of attacking Iraq is ready to go. This is a scenario that financial professionals have been looking forward to, and such a scenario often means that the market will make big moves. Looking at the major US indexes, which have been repeatedly bottoming out after plummeting in the previous period, the Dow Jones index has just touched this downward pressure line (Longwang points with his pen), and the bottom support is solid."
Xue and Qian nodded.
He picked up the international crude oil price trend and continued: "Pulling one hair to move the whole body, the most critical layout of a master has always been to suppress first and then expand, to retreat first and then advance. The closer the war is, the calmer the market will be. This is especially true for those speculative fund operators. Venezuela's strike against the president two days ago has inevitably affected oil production and exports, directly affecting US oil supplies, and international oil prices will surge in the near future. This week's crude oil futures trading was too unusually light, and when combined with various index charts, a larger oil storm is brewing in the near future.
"The situation in Venezuela will not calm down soon, this will be a fuse that will lead to a sharp rise in international oil prices. The price of Brent crude is likely to rise by more than 38% from the current $25 within two months. The fluctuation in oil prices will also cause major stock markets to decline, with the Dow Jones index continuing to test the support level of 7,500 points from its current level of over 8,800 points. The Hang Seng Index will also fall accordingly."
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"American politicians are well aware of the logic of war and politics and domestic economy, the US economy has been too dependent on oil and too sensitive to crude prices. This war against Iraq is undoubtedly another game of manipulating the oil market. Moreover, Bush must wage this war, now it's just a show for the whole world. It's a great financial opportunity, real financial sharks will not miss this chance, they will create public opinion around this war and make a lot of money! This is their most skilled 'looting in the fire' tactic!"
Long Bao finished speaking in a calm and collected tone, his eyes fixed firmly on Qian Lao and Xue Zong.
Qian Lao's expression looked very solemn, Xue Zong was not very good at financial analysis, seeing Qian Lao had no reaction, he asked Long Bao: "Long Bao, what is your specific plan?"
Long Bao looked at Qian Lao and said in a low voice, "Jiao Rongsen's current attention should be focused on the major futures markets. With his skills, he has no reason not to see this opportunity. Moreover, he has close ties with many speculators and will seize this chance to make a profit and gain more capital. He won't attack us at this time."
"I think, first, immediately gather the already selected manipulators and enter the financial base. Second, mobilize all secret funds to enter the market. Third, secretly short-sell some of this group's stocks, while publicly disclosing some negative news about the shoe industry company, and arrange for external publicity to boost investors' confidence in Li Heng and their resistance, while also revealing some internal problems, which will disrupt Jiao Rongsen's layout. Fourth, use all the gathered funds to buy futures contracts, specifically targeting New York's January crude oil futures contract."
"Now that the crude oil market is about to ignite a war, Jiao Rongsen has seized this opportunity to make money, and we can also seize this opportunity to expand our own financial strength. Only in this way do we have the capital to fight back. I am confident that within these two months, I can triple the existing funds!"
Longbiao stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.
Qian Lao had an increasingly strong premonition of something, and as he looked at Long Bao, the special assistant he had specifically appointed, he felt a sense of comfort in his heart, and couldn't help but think of that poem by the reclusive high-ranking official.
Yes, it's a poem prophecy. He has an extremely profound understanding of this poem prophecy!
But to make such a big decision, it's really a bit difficult for him. If he fails, he will drag Li Heng down! But he was obviously convinced by Long Biao! And he also believed in the obscure hints in that poem without any doubt!
He has always had a inexplicable feeling about the financial industry, and he is also deeply aware of the huge risks and profiteering nature of the futures industry. He has always been engaged in real industries, so in the group's financial capital operation, it has always been a weakness, and also a hard injury to the group's diversification. This is also one of the key areas that Longbiao wants to improve in the Chang'an plan.
Qian Lao looked at Long Bao's confident eyes and finally spoke up: "Long Bao, give me one more reason!"
Long Bao didn't hesitate, saying decisively: "If you still need a reason, then I think this is the key to ensuring the smooth implementation of the entire Chang'an plan. Without this step, the plan will not get effective financial support, and the group will not be able to smoothly achieve its strategic transformation, and will lack effective combat power in the face of Jiao Rongsen's attack!"
Xue Zong interrupted and asked, "Long Bao, you have never actually traded futures before, and you don't even have any real combat experience. Suddenly wanting to be in charge of such a large amount of funds is a bit too much, isn't it?"
Qian Lao heard the voice and looked at Long Bao, waiting for his response.
"This is indeed a very difficult question to answer, Long Bao hesitated for a moment before answering calmly: "All along, I have been doing online simulated trading in the financial market. Although I haven't had actual combat experience, my investment record has remained undefeated so far. Although the financial industry, especially the futures industry, is highly speculative and uncertain, making it difficult to accurately predict the market, this time my investment advice is based on a rational analysis of the current global political and economic situation, which is also consistent with market analysis. Therefore, this action is not a simple speculation for profit, I have logical analysis as theoretical guarantee, and I have a strong sense of market intuition. The timing to enter the market is in these few days, please trust me, I won't let you down."
In the afternoon, Qian Lao finally made up his mind and decided to bring in the two most reliable traders from Hong Kong after discussing with Xue Zong. By 6 pm, the two traders arrived and they agreed with Long Bao's views on the US and Hong Kong stock markets.
As this was a covert operation and involved a large amount of funds, the three had to be closely guarded, cutting off all contact with the outside world. Zhou Jing, Kang Tie, Sun Wenquan, and two other security guards were assigned to take on the protection task. The location was in a nearby villa.
Things matching this action have been carried out one after another. The US dollars were divided into several accounts and transferred from Hong Kong to the United States, and the operation was launched as planned.
The investigation team's investigation of Zheng Xue's uncle went smoothly, without encountering too much difficulty. Zheng Xue's father, in order to achieve political achievements, overdrawn local financial and material resources, and planned a series of political achievement projects on a large scale. He disregarded organizational procedures for personal gain and promoted a large number of incompetent officials, accepting huge bribes! Zheng Xue's uncle was simply an official who only knew how to boast and flatter, being selfish and having no achievements at all.
More and more letters of accusation are flying towards the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, among which there is a bizarre letter of accusation that accuses an important fact: these two leaders actually served as protectors for underground casinos and drug dealers manipulated and controlled by foreign black evil forces! And they also lured a group of people's police to go down with them! Zheng Xue is even a drug addict!
This is consistent with the highly classified intelligence of the Ministry of Public Security.
The task force has collected enough evidence to sentence the two leaders to death, and with approval, Zheng Xue's father and uncle were immediately taken into custody and held in separate locations.
Long Bao didn't know all this surprising news, he and the two traders secretly stayed in the financial base, not daring to relax for a moment, studying the international situation. The situation was developing as expected, and the market's worries about the Iraq war deepened. The first batch of funds invested in the New York Mercantile Exchange immediately gained a paper return! Immediately afterwards, Qian Lao also invested the second and third batches of funds in the international crude oil futures market!
Xue Bingying cried to Qian Yuhui, the vice president, on the phone that night. She had never encountered such an absurd situation of slamming on the brakes before a date in her life, and she had never heard of a tom cat who could smell fishy smell but still not eat fish!
Xue Bingying couldn't understand, completely couldn't understand!
