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

Chapter 352 "Ye Zi, you are suspected of manipulating the securities and futures market."

What the hell!

When did I become a leader?

Fang Qingye was stunned for several seconds after seeing this news.

However, the reporter surnamed Ding in the article made it sound very serious, providing insider analysis on the recent surge in the Shanghai rubber RU1107 contract.

The main reason is that prominent figures in the futures market, including Fang Qingye, Ye Qingjun, and Lin Guangmao, jointly speculated on the stock.

The article also specifically introduces Fang Qingye.

He graduated from Shencai University and lives in his hometown of Nanxin County. He is usually very low-key and quite mysterious. He entered the futures market in less than three years and became famous overnight by speculating on Zhengzhou cotton futures.

This battle not only made him a fortune, but it was also full of exciting moments. First, he caused Zhao Yanjing, the former deputy general manager of Guotou Xin'an Shanghai branch, to suffer a margin call and be forced to resign and leave Shanghai.

Later, he engaged in a fierce battle with Rinko Shigeru and two others, first going long and then short. His precise timing and ruthless attacks led to a crushing defeat for Rinko Shigeru and his two companions.

Now, several people have joined forces to try and recreate the glory of Zhengzhou cotton futures last year on Shanghai rubber futures.

The article was so detailed and convincing, and considering the recent trend of Shanghai rubber futures, if Fang Qingye wasn't actually him, he would have believed it!

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Who exactly is Ding Haibin? Although the conclusion in the article is wrong, much of the content is true!
Fang Qingye was pondering when she suddenly heard Bai Ou call her: "Yezi".

"What's wrong?"

"You don't look well?" Bai Ou noticed Fang Qingye's unusual complexion and asked with concern.

"Nothing." Fang Qingye put her phone back in her pocket, her expression returning to calm. "What's wrong?"

"After discussing it with Manager Wang, we decided to use the style of this villa as the base, and then make adjustments based on the actual situation. What do you think?"

As Bai Ou spoke, she handed a picture album to Fang Qingye.

The image above shows the interior design of a villa, featuring a popular Italian minimalist luxury style. The base colors are camel, beige, and dark brown, accented with touches of Hermes orange or antique bronze to elevate the overall look. It includes a suede sofa, metal chandeliers, and a handmade wool rug.

Fang Qingye was more fond of the later Neo-Chinese style, which infused modern elements into traditional Eastern aesthetics, but it wasn't very popular in that era.

Since Bai Ou likes Italian-style understated luxury, let her have her way.

"Great, let's go with this one! It's understated yet luxurious, not bad," Fang Qingye said.

Bai Ou was very happy to receive Fang Qingye's affirmation and praise.

Once the overall decoration style was finalized, Manager Wang, along with two assistants, began measuring various dimensions of the interior to create 3D renderings of the villa. They worked until late at night before leaving, and before departing, Manager Wang asked Fang Qingye for the villa's floor plan and elevation dimensions.

It was almost 8 p.m. when the two returned to their hotel. Bai Ou was exhausted from the day and didn't want to go out for dinner, so Fang Qingye called the waiter to have dinner delivered to their room.

"Ye Zi, did you see any important news on your phone this afternoon?" Bai Ou asked Fang Qingye while eating.

Fang Qingye didn't intend to hide it from the girl, so she took out her phone, found the webpage in her browsing history, and handed it to her.

Bai Ou glanced at it a few times and exclaimed, "If what this reporter wrote is true, Ye Zi, you are suspected of manipulating the securities and futures markets."

"Unfortunately, he made it up. I never conspired with Lin Guangmao and the others; we were all doing our own thing," Fang Qingye laughed.

"Furthermore, according to the 'Interim Regulations on the Administration of Futures Trading,' the following are prohibited: self-buying and selling, repeated transactions between accounts more than 6 times, irrational trading within the same day, transferring custody more than twice, being among the top 1000 in cumulative trading volume, and being among the top 1000 in maximum open interest. Generally speaking, a market maker would need to use hundreds of accounts to manipulate a stock in order to be suspected of violating the law, and I don't even qualify."

"Heh, I didn't expect you to be able to recite legal verses so fluently," Bai Ou said with a smile.

"Of course, you should love what you do, including these legal provisions." Bai Ou also knew that Fang Qingye wouldn't do anything illegal or disorderly, because there was no need for it.

She read the article carefully again, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"Ye Zi, what do you think is the reporter's purpose in writing this article? To sensationalize? To grab attention? Or is there another purpose, as instructed by someone else?"

"I don't know either, but that's what I want to know." Fang Qingye nodded.

"What exactly is Ding Haibin trying to do?"

“If this article spreads widely and attracts attention in the market, then the Shanghai Futures Exchange or even the China Securities Regulatory Commission may send someone to talk to you, understand the situation, or even launch an investigation.” Bai Ou said, a worried look on her fair face.

"Don't worry, as the saying goes, if you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear." Fang Qingye looked relaxed. "I'm even looking forward to starting the investigation soon."

Seeing Fang Qingye's calm expression, Bai Ou felt more relaxed.

"Ye Zi, let's go back tomorrow. I'll go and look through the relevant laws and regulations on the securities market and some classic cases, and extract valuable information for your reference."

"No need," Fang Qingye said with a smile. "We're going to Disneyland tomorrow. Didn't you want to see that Xu Yunyun also runs a noodle stall? I'll take you there tomorrow night."

"Also, I'd like to meet that reporter named Ding Haibin."

"You want to see him?!" Bai Ou was very surprised.

"Yes, instead of guessing here, it's much simpler and more effective to just ask them directly about their purpose and motives."

"He might not tell you."

"I have a way of dealing with reporters like this," Fang Qingye said with a snort.

Bai Ou suddenly realized something, her expression changed drastically, and she quickly grabbed Fang Qingye's hand: "Yezi, this is still a society governed by law, you can't do anything reckless."

"What are you thinking?" Fang Qingye laughed. "Do you think I'd be like a gangster in a movie, picking up a knife and hacking people to pieces? I'm worth billions, I value my life a lot."

Hearing this, Bai Ou felt slightly relieved.

"Alright, after you finish eating, go back to your room, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep. We're going to Disneyland tomorrow!"

The two of them aren't living together yet.

After Bai Ou finished eating and returned to her room, Fang Qingye made herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then took out her phone to call Shi Guangrong.

The call connected, and the sound of a television came from the other end.

"Qingye, why don't you take a vacation with your girlfriend? Why are you calling me?" Shi Guangrong said on the other end of the phone.

"We're in Shanghai, but I saw an article on Sina Finance today written by a reporter named Ding Haibin. Did you read it?"

"Ah? No, I'm at Yiling's house in Suzhou right now," Shi Guangrong explained.

"Oh? Sorry to interrupt your family reunion."

"It's okay, let me check first, and I'll call you back later."

"OK!"

After making the call, Fang Qingye took a shower. When he came out, he found a missed call on his phone. He thought it was Shi Guangrong calling, but the caller ID showed it was Zhu Yi.

(End of this chapter)