I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 309 Could he have people in the Supervisory Commission as well?

"They're hoarding goods," Chen Jiahe sneered.
"Playing with futures is one thing, but daring to hoard hundreds of thousands of tons of physical cotton! Many cotton mills are currently short of cotton and desperately need it, yet they are doing this. To put it bluntly, this is profiteering from a national crisis!"

"Yeah, they're pretty bold. I didn't dare to play along with them because I heard them talking about hoarding goods." Ye Qingjun said with a smile.

“The cotton futures price was originally driven down, but they managed to pull it up again. Now, both futures and spot prices are rising. Do you think the higher-ups can stand this?!” Chen Jiahe added.

"Alright, let's not talk about them anymore. They brought this on themselves." Ye Qingjun picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Jiahe, tell me, who was unloading those 40,000 contracts a couple of days ago? Did you investigate?"

Chen Jiahe smiled slightly: "Actually, I know who it is without even investigating."

"Fang Qingye?" Ye Qingjun asked in return.

“Yes, and Shi Guangrong too. The information our people at the securities company revealed at the end also confirmed my guess: Fang Qingye first sold off all his contracts, and then Shi Guangrong did the same,” Chen Jiahe said.

Ye Qingjun laughed after hearing this, "Now Shi Guangrong is following Fang Qingye very closely, he's practically become her shadow."

"Yes, but if you follow the right path and sell everything, the China Securities Regulatory Commission won't bother with them."

After listening, Ye Qingjun looked thoughtful: "This Fang Qingye has a very keen sense of smell. Could it be that he has people in the China Securities Regulatory Commission?"

“I don’t know about that. Anyway, this Fang Qingye seems a bit mysterious. He’s very accurate in timing the market, dares to go against Zhao Yanjing, and this time he’s suppressing Lin Guangmao and the others. He’s practically fearless, as if he has some powerful backing. But when you check his family background, he’s just a young man from a small county town. In the securities market, his only good relationship is with Shi Guangrong,” Chen Jiahe said.

Ye Qingjun nodded: "Yes. Okay, let's not talk about him anymore. Let's prepare to establish a short position." After saying that, he stood up.

In fact, Fang Qingye did know someone at the China Securities Regulatory Commission—Li Lei, Liu Shuai's girlfriend.

However, having only met once and not exchanging contact information, Fang Qingye did not intend to learn any inside information about the China Securities Regulatory Commission from Li Lei.

But today, I received a call from Liu Shuai.

At this moment, he was organizing workers in the nursery to clean up the branches and leaves on the ground. The leaves of the roses had just been pruned yesterday, and they were scattered all over the ground. If they were not cleaned up in time, they could easily breed bacteria.

If Fang Qingye didn't have much to do at this time, she would usually work with the workers as a form of exercise. Just then, her phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was Liu Shuai calling, so she answered it.

"What's Aoba busy with?"

"I'm clearing away the branches and leaves on the ground in the nursery," Fang Qingye answered truthfully.

"Heh. A big boss like you still does these kinds of manual labor?"

"It's nothing. The weather's nice today, the sun's warm here, so I came out to stretch my legs," Fang Qingye replied, then added, "Liu Shuai, you rarely call me, we usually chat on QQ. What's up today?"

"You haven't replied to my messages on QQ, so I'm a little worried. Is it a convenient time for you to talk now?" Liu Shuai seemed to lower his voice on the other end of the phone.

“It’s convenient. What’s inconvenient about being in my own nursery? Just say what you need to say!” Fang Qingye said, then walked to the side, avoiding the workers.

"When I was having lunch with Li Lei today, I heard her say that her company is preparing to investigate a case involving suspected unfair trading in futures contracts, specifically Zhengzhou cotton futures! She didn't tell me who was being investigated. I heard you're trading Zhengzhou cotton futures, so you should be careful."

"Thank you for telling me all this," Fang Qingye said. "However, all my transactions were legal and have been cleared out."

"That's good, hurry up and sell. These people really dare to drive the price up so high, they're risking their lives for money." Liu Shuai breathed a sigh of relief, his tone becoming more relaxed: "No need to thank me, we're old classmates, so try to help me out as much as you can. If you come to Shanghai, give me a call and we can have a meal together."

“Okay, bring Li Lei and come visit Nanxin sometime. You’ve never been here before,” Fang Qingye said.

"Sigh, it's almost the end of the year, and there's so much to do. I'm free now."

"Goodbye."

"Bye-Bye."

Fang Qingye hung up the phone and continued working. Although Liu Shuai's sudden call wasn't particularly useful to him, he was still very grateful.

More importantly, it reveals that the China Securities Regulatory Commission (CSRC) is about to take action, indicating that Lin Guangmao and his associates' actions have indeed angered the top leadership, who are preparing for a thorough investigation.

Of course, the extent to which the matter is resolved depends on the negotiation between the two sides.

That morning, Fang Qingye had just gotten up when she suddenly received a call from Shi Guangrong: "Qingye, I'm planning to come to Nanxin for a few days."

Fang Qingye was a little puzzled: "You were doing just fine in Shanghai, why did you suddenly come to Nanxin? Are you going to buy orchids?"

"Haha. Buy! Of course I'll buy it, how can I go home empty-handed?" Shi Guangrong laughed loudly on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, let's do it then."

Around noon, Fang Qingye was working in the nursery when she heard a car horn coming from the gate. A few minutes later, she saw Shi Guangrong walk in wearing a black woolen overcoat and shiny leather shoes.

"Qingye, what are you busy with?" Shi Guangrong called out loudly.

"Prune the bougainvillea," Fang Qingye said as she worked.

"Come on, I'll do it." Shi Guangrong said, getting down on the ground.

"Don't get your clothes dirty," Fang Qingye couldn't help but remind him, looking at his slicked-back attire.

"It's alright. Give me the scissors. Look at how you've cut them!" Shi Guangrong said disdainfully when he saw the branches Fang Qingye had pruned, then took the scissors and began to prune skillfully.

"For plants like this, you should prune lightly and thin out the branches, trying to retain as many branches as possible, keeping about 2/3 of the branch length. This will promote the growth of lateral branches and make the plant fuller."

Shi Guangrong said as he cut the paper.

This guy is indeed quite skilled.

Shi Guangrong was busy when Fang Qingye's grandfather, Fang Guisheng, came over and greeted him warmly when he saw him.

"Boss Shi, you're here! How can we let you do the work? Xiao Ye, please take Boss Shi to his office and pour him some tea!"

Fang Qingye curled his lips when he heard that.

Every time Shi Guangrong came, Grandpa would treat him like a distinguished guest.

So what if I bought a few orchids?

He made so much money following my advice in the futures market that he could buy tens of thousands of orchids!
But Fang Qingye couldn't disobey her grandfather, so she invited Shi Guangrong to her office for tea.

Unexpectedly, Shi Guangrong didn't want to leave.

"It's alright. I've been driving all day, so pruning a few branches is a good way to stretch my muscles. I haven't worked in the fields for a long time, so my skills have become rusty," Shi Guangrong said with a smile.

"Boss Shi, I can tell from your technique that you've definitely worked in the fields before," Fang Guisheng exclaimed from the side.

"You're right, old man. When I was little, I often worked in the nursery with my dad. But I haven't been working in the fields as much these past two years, and if I don't do it again soon, I'll forget everything. Your bougainvillea variety should be Water September, right?"

“Mr. Shi has a good eye. It’s the Water September. The flowers change color as they bloom. It used to be very valuable, selling for over two hundred yuan a plant. But it’s worthless now,” Fang Guisheng said with a smile, stroking his beard.

The two were chatting so enthusiastically that they simply left Fang Qingye aside.

(End of this chapter)