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

Chapter 353 "You may not be in the martial world, but your legend lives on."

He pondered for a moment, then picked up his phone and dialed back.

The call was quickly connected, and Zhu Yi's voice came through: "Qingye, have you seen an article written by a reporter named Ding Haibin on Sina.com's finance channel?"

"Are you referring to the article that says I'm the ringleader, leading a group of big shots to jointly hype up Shanghai rubber futures? I saw it."

"I just saw it, so I wanted to remind you. It's fine if you see it too."

Since Zhu Yi had called about this, Fang Qingye wanted to chat a bit more to see if she could get some useful information, so she said, "Zhu Yi, don't you think this reporter is ridiculous? How could I possibly be the leader of these people? Do I have that kind of ability?!"

"You know what, those retail investors really think you're capable!" Zhu Yi laughed on the phone.
"You don't live in Shanghai and don't like to associate with people in the industry, but as this reporter named Ding Haibin said in his article, in the Zhengzhou cotton futures battle, what's that saying about driving out Zhao Yanjing and defeating the four kings of futures? You may not be in the game, but your legend lives on."

"Even if what you say is true, do you think Lin Guangmao and the others will submit to me? Others may not know, but I think you know best," Fang Qingye said.

“Of course they’re not happy, but there’s nothing they can do about it because your transactions are compliant and you don’t engage in any shady practices. Even if they wanted to report you, they wouldn’t be able to find any evidence,” Zhu Yi said.

"So what's with this speculation surrounding the Shanghai rubber RU1107 contract? Why did you all follow me in?" Fang Qingye finally asked the question she most wanted to know.

"Ha, I knew you wanted me to ask this, to know why?" Zhu Yi asked back with a smile.

"of course."

"Then come to Shanghai tomorrow and treat me to a meal."

"I'm in Shanghai right now, with my girlfriend. Let's arrange a time and place tomorrow, and my girlfriend and I will come over to invite you," Fang Qingye said.

"Oh my, what's the point of that?"

Fang Qingye did not answer, waiting quietly for Zhu Yi to continue.

Sure enough, Zhu Yi said, "Okay, okay, I'm not kidding anymore, so your girlfriend won't get jealous. I'll tell you the reason. Lin Guangmao and the others are watching your account."

"Watch me do the specifics?"

"Yes, your judgment on the Zhengzhou cotton futures speculation was accurate and your operations were very precise. Therefore, they believe that you are a high-ranking person in the China Securities Regulatory Commission or futures trading, so you can get some very accurate inside information."

"Of course, this time, Lin Guangmao and his group also had their eyes on Shanghai rubber futures and were preparing to speculate on it. Seeing you enter the market, they became even more convinced of their judgment and immediately followed suit. I had the same idea as them."

What the hell!

Some were things I thought of myself, and some were things I hadn't thought of.

Fang Qingye thought for a moment and then said, "But now, if Ding Haibin reports on this indiscriminately, we might get targeted by the China Securities Regulatory Commission again."

"Yes, that's what I wanted to remind you of when I called. But since you two didn't work together, you won't be able to find anything out," Zhu Yi comforted her.

Yes, they can't find anything wrong.

What infuriated him was that his every move was being watched by those people; how could he possibly play around with them in the future?
Of course, he couldn't point his finger at them and yell at them, since he had instructed Shi Guangrong to secretly investigate their actions.

each other
Fang Qingye naturally wouldn't tell Zhu Yi what was on his mind. Instead, he asked from a different angle, "Do you know this reporter named Ding Haibin?"

"do not know."

"Then tell me, what do you think Lin Guangmao and the others would do if they saw this news?" Fang Qingye asked again.

"Of course I'm not happy. Although you didn't team up with him, they are definitely still connected. Moreover, they like to manipulate multiple accounts to trade against each other. They could have done it quietly, but they were spotted by the China Securities Regulatory Commission. How can they be happy?"

This is true.
"Okay, Zhu Yi, thank you for calling me and telling me so much valuable information. I'll invite my girlfriend to dinner with you tomorrow, really," Fang Qingye said.

"Hehe, no thanks. I'm not in Shanghai right now, I'm in Lijiang having fun. Bye-bye."

"Bye, good night."

Fang Qingye hung up on Zhu Yi, and then Shi Guangrong called.

"Holy crap! How could this happen? Is that reporter Ding Haibin crazy? Damn it, I just can't help but want to punch him!" Shi Guangrong said on the phone.

"I reckon we won't be needed; someone will beat him up." Fang Qingye briefly recounted the contents of Zhu Yi's call.

"Zhu Yi's analysis is correct. In that case, let's ignore it for now and see what Lin Guangmao and his group do, especially Lin Guangmao himself, who is a bit of a fool," Shi Guangrong laughed on the phone.

"Do you know Ding Haibin?" Fang Qingye suddenly asked again.

“I don’t know him, but I have a friend on Sina Finance Channel, I can find out about him soon.” “Then find a way to get me Ding Haibin’s basic information and contact details.”

"Qingye, what are you doing? Meeting that Ding Haibin? There's really no need. Some people are even more anxious than we are," Shi Guangrong said.

"You should inquire first, just in case," Fang Qingye said slowly.

"it is good"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qingye sipped her tea and fell into deep thought.

Fang Qingye understood the whole story from Zhu Yi's words. Now, besides being annoyed that Lin Guangmao was staring at him, he was also thinking about a question he had discussed with Bai Ou: what was Ding Haibin's motive?
Could it be that he did this intentionally under the instruction of someone or some organization?
If that's the case, then this person or institution is shorting the RU1107 contract!
Seeing the contract price surge, I was worried about being liquidated, so I deliberately wrote this article.

Otherwise, by doing something like this, you would offend a group of big shots in the futures market and end up not gaining any benefit yourself. No one would do something that harms others and doesn't benefit themselves.

But these are all just my guesses; perhaps I can find out the truth when I meet this person.

I'm not going to think about it anymore. I'll just wait for Shi Guangrong's call.

The next day, Fang Qingye drove Bai Ou to Disneyland for a happy trip. They put aside the article for now, since it was still a holiday and no one was working, including the China Securities Regulatory Commission.

In the afternoon, the two drove back to the hotel from Disneyland. On the way, Fang Qingye received a call from Shi Guangrong.

"Qingye, we've found out everything about Ding Haibin."

"I'm driving and it's inconvenient for me to answer the phone. Send it to my QQ and I'll contact you when I get back."

"OK!"

Back at the hotel, Fang Qingye took out her phone and logged onto QQ, and Bai Ou also came over to take a look.

Shi Guangrong sent Ding Haibin's basic personal information.

Ding Haibin, a native of Anhui, graduated from the School of Business, Anhui Normal University, majoring in finance. He is 31 years old this year. He used to work at the Securities Daily. Two years ago, he was hired by Sina.com's finance channel and became a reporter stationed in Shanghai for Sina.com, specializing in financial and securities news reporting.

His phone number was also attached.

"Ye Zi, do you want to see him?" Bai Ou asked.

"Ah."

"What if he doesn't want to see you?" Bai Ou asked back.

Fang Qingye smiled.

“I will tell him that I will only chat with him at most, and if Lin Guangmao and the others come to him, they may not be so polite.”

"Then I'll go with you, or you can ask Shi Guangrong to come along," Bai Ou suggested again.

It was obvious that the girl was worried about his safety.

“No need.” Fang Qingye shook his head: “He’s a reporter, not a gangster. He’s writing this article either for fame or for money. He won’t get violent towards me.”

After saying that, Fang Qingye dialed Ding Haibin's phone number.

Bai Ou listened nervously from the side, only to see Fang Qingye's lips twitch slightly before she hung up the phone.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ou asked hurriedly.

"The other party's phone is off," Fang Qingye said with a wry smile.

"Huh? His phone is off?!" Bai Ou was surprised. "Could it be that he did it on purpose? Knowing you would look for him?"

"possible."

“That will make it harder for you to find me, Yezi. If you still can’t get in touch with me tomorrow, I suggest you send a lawyer’s letter to Sina.com and Ding Haibin personally!” Bai Ou said.

Fang Qingye nodded and smiled, "Then I'll have to trouble Judge Bai."

"I knew you'd rely on me! I'll take care of this for you."

(End of this chapter)