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

Chapter 361 360 "Although I can't directly investigate the organization, I can contact Ding Haibin."

Tian Qian knew that her husband valued Fang Qingye highly, and it was normal for them to meet and talk. So she asked, "Should I tell Xia He?"

"No need, I'll call Fang Qingye tomorrow. I won't bother them tonight."

"Ok."

Fang Qingye finished eating and rested for a while before going to play badminton with Xia He. He didn't need to worry about sportswear, rackets, or anything else; Xia He had already prepared everything.

The two drove to the Emperor Lingkong Badminton Hall, which was close to Xia He's residential area, had a good environment, and was convenient for parking. There were also milk tea shops, bars, and cafes nearby, making it a good place to take a break.

Fang Qingye hadn't played ball in a long time, and he was drenched in sweat during the game. After finishing, he took a shower and felt refreshed.

After changing her clothes and packing her luggage, Xia He wanted to go get some milk tea, so Fang Qingye accompanied her. As they left the badminton hall to get their car, Fang Qingye took out her phone and saw a missed call from Zhu Yi.

He handed the car keys to Xia He: "You drive, I'll return a call."

Sitting in the passenger seat, Fang Qingye dialed Zhu Yi's cell phone number.

The call was answered quickly, and Zhu Yi's voice came through: "Qingye, are you busy tonight?"

"I played a game of badminton with a friend. Is something wrong?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Lin Guangmao told me to tell you that you can close your position, but be slow and don't rush. It would be bad if you dumped the stock like Zheng Mian did."

Fang Qingye smiled and asked in return, "Did they start running today?"

"Heh, you figured it out?"

"What smokescreen are you spouting?" Fang Qingye sneered.

On the other end of the phone, Zhu Yi laughed: "Qingye, didn't you run away too?"

"Looks like you're keeping a close eye on me," Fang Qingye replied casually.

"You're wrong. It's Lin Guangmao and the others, not me. I'm just temporarily acting as a messenger," Zhu Yi said leisurely.

"Alright, let's not talk about that. Have we found the mastermind behind this?" That's what Fang Qingye is concerned about now.

"No news yet."

"Okay, bye-bye."

After Fang Qingye hung up the phone, Xia He asked, "Was it a woman?"

“Yes, her name is Zhu Yi, and she also trades futures.” Fang Qingye said, then looked at Xia He: “Focus on driving, don’t let your mind wander.”

"Who's thinking such nonsense?!" Xia He retorted angrily.

The next morning, although the two of them had been up most of the night, neither of them slept in. Xia He had to go to work, so Fang Qingye got up as well.

He decided to go fishing at Huashen Lake today. It used to be a reservoir with a unique shape, and fishing there is said to be quite difficult. Many fishing enthusiasts come every day, but few actually catch anything.

Fang Qingye naturally wanted to give it a try.

The two were having breakfast at the restaurant when Fang Qingye's phone rang. He saw that it was Qiao Yongfeng calling, so he answered it.

"Good morning, Mr. Qiao," Fang Qingye greeted.

"Good morning. I heard from Tian Qian that you came to Huijing to stay with Xia He?"

"Yes."

"Are you free today? We've met before, let's talk about something you're interested in, like Shanghai rubber futures?"

Oh?
Fang Qingye had originally planned to go fishing today, but when she heard Qiao Yongfeng mention Shanghai rubber futures, she immediately became interested.

Qiao Yongfeng has a powerful background and extensive connections; perhaps he really has heard some news?
So he immediately changed his mind: "Nothing much, where shall we meet?"

"Come to my company, on the 38th floor of Zifeng Tower."

"Okay, I'll come right after I finish eating."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qingye said to Xia He, "I'm not going fishing today. I'm going to Qiao Yongfeng's company."

"He's looking for you?"

He said he wanted to talk about Shanghai rubber futures.

"Will he help you find the mastermind behind this?" Xia He suddenly thought of a question and asked.

"Why do you think that?" Fang Qingye looked at her.

"I'm just guessing, it's a woman's sixth sense," Xia He said.

After finishing their meal, the two drove off separately. Fang Qingye headed straight for the Zifeng Tower on Zhongshan North Road, parked her car in the underground parking lot, and took the elevator up.

Upon reaching the 38th floor, he stepped out of the elevator and saw a sign for Bangcheng International Trade on the wall, along with a young woman in an office lady uniform sitting behind a bar. "Sir, who are you looking for?" the woman greeted him.

"I'm looking for your General Manager Qiao."

"You must be Mr. Fang Qingye? Please come with me."

The girl led him into an office, which was very spacious, where Qiao Yongfeng sat behind a large executive desk.

Seeing Fang Qingye enter, he immediately stood up with a smile and greeted her, "Qingye, you're here early. Please have a seat."

"Xiao Zhang, pour the tea! Use Yuhua tea."

A pretty secretary-like girl came out of another room, poured Fang Qingye a cup of tea, and then returned to her own office.

"Try our local tea," Qiao Yongfeng said with a smile.

Fang Qingye picked up the teacup, took a sip, and couldn't help but praise, "Indeed, it's excellent tea, with a sweet aftertaste. It truly deserves to be one of the Three Needles."

After a few casual words, the two got down to business: "Brother Qiao, what about Shanghai rubber futures?"

"Hehe. Have you closed your position?" Qiao Yongfeng asked in return.

"Closed position."

"Have you found the mastermind behind the defamation?"

"No, to be honest, it's not easy to find," Fang Qingye said frankly.

"I understand. The Shanghai rubber market is large, and there must be quite a few large investors and institutions shorting it. Even if Lin Guangmao has some influence in Shanghai's futures circle, it won't be easy to find out the truth in a short period of time."

After hearing Qiao Yongfeng's words, Fang Qingye nodded and suddenly remembered what Xia He had said during dinner, so she tentatively asked, "Brother Qiao, do you have a solution?"

"In Shanghai's futures trading circle, I'm not as powerful as Lin Guangmao and his ilk; they're the real local bullies." Qiao Yongfeng chuckled after saying this. "However..."

"But what?"

"Although I can't directly check the organization, I can contact Ding Haibin."

Looking for Ding Haibin?!
Fang Qingye was a little surprised.

In his view, finding a person is more difficult than investigating an organization, especially since this person has disappeared into the crowd and is nowhere to be found, unless the police force is used!

Could it be?

Qiao Yongfeng took a sip of tea and continued calmly:

“I have seen Ding Haibin’s public information online. He graduated from Huijing Normal University and his hometown is also in Huijing, so I guess he should have gone back to his hometown.”

“But Huijing has nearly ten million people. This is like finding a needle in a haystack. How are you going to investigate?” Fang Qingye asked tentatively.

"I've lived in Huijing for so many years, I have some friends who might be able to help."

Qiao Yongfeng's answer was vague, so Fang Qingye naturally couldn't press him further. She smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

Fang Qingye also knew that if Qiao Yongfeng really found out Ding Haibin's whereabouts, she would owe him a favor.

But it was worth it.

Not to mention Rin Guangmao and his group, I also hate those who stab people in the back.

I stabbed you in the back today, and I can stab you in the back a second time tomorrow!

Therefore, we must find him, even if it comes at a price.

Qiao Yongfeng laughed and said, "Why are you being so polite with me? Stay in Huijing for a couple more days, and you might get results soon."

"No problem," Fang Qingye readily agreed. "I was even planning to go fishing."

"Hehe, what a refined taste, I can't learn that."

After chatting for a few minutes, Fang Qingye knew he was busy with work and prepared to leave. Just then, the door was knocked open, and a middle-aged woman of similar age to Qiao Yongfeng walked in carrying a stack of documents.

She was taken aback when she saw a strange young man in the office.

"Oh, let me introduce you to each other." Qiao Yongfeng stood up.

"This is Yang Qiuyan, the executive vice president of my company. She is very capable."

"This is Fang Qingye."

He's Fang Qingye?!
Yang Qiuyan immediately examined the other person carefully.

(End of this chapter)