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

Chapter 464 Don’t thank me for your kindness

dead?!
Wang Decai's expression changed drastically. He had arranged to meet with General Manager Zhang this morning, carrying homemade bombs, to settle scores with those people at Yong'an Futures!
Why would I die if someone were willing to lend me money to get through this?!
"Wang Decai, what are you standing there for? Tell me the account number," Fang Qingye urged.

"Okay, okay," Wang Decai said quickly after regaining his senses.

He gave Fang Qingye his bank account number, and soon 1000 million yuan in cash was deposited into his account.

"Buy more shares. If you can get through this, you won't lose money, you'll actually make a profit. Don't take a desperate path," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"No, it wasn't me, it was General Manager Zhang."

Now that they've temporarily overcome the difficulties, they absolutely don't want to be associated with murder and are quick to explain.

"President Zhang?!" Fang Qingye was stunned.

Doesn't he remember the rumors circulating online that it was Wang Decai who did it?!

Fang Qingye quickly calmed down and asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Zhang?"

Wang Decai then recounted in detail his encounter with General Manager Zhang the previous day, and the two of them drinking together at a small tavern.

"Mr. Zhang's name is Zhang Jianwei, and his studio is on the 16th floor," Wang Decai concluded.

Holy crap, it's still like this!

Fang Qingye mentally complained, and then said...
"Go to the 16th floor!"

Yue Kai had already run out.

Seeing the two run out of the room, Wang Decai gritted his teeth and followed them out, leaving Wang Ru looking shocked.

The three took the elevator to the 16th floor and arrived at Zhang Jianwei's studio, only to find the door locked.

“Wang Decai, do you know his phone number? Call him and tell him not to do anything foolish. As long as he’s alive, there’s always hope!” Fang Qingye said.

"Okay!" Wang Decai quickly took out his phone, turned it on, and called Zhang Jianwei.

"Turn it off, turn it off." Wang Decai stared blankly at Fang Qingye.

"What time did you agree to meet?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Meet at the Yong'an Futures business office at 9:30," Wang Decai said.

Fang Qingye glanced at her watch; it was already 9:25.

Zhang Jianwei is almost here!
It's definitely too late to get there!

"Let's call the police, Mr. Fang," Yue Kai suggested from the side.

"Okay, Wang Decai, call the police!" Fang Qingye hurriedly ordered.

"I?!"

"Don't you understand? This is our CEO Fang asking you to redeem yourself!" Yue Kai said sternly from the side.

"Okay, okay," Wang Decai quickly took out his phone again.

"Is this 110? I need to report a crime. Someone is trying to bomb Yong'an Futures!"

Wang Decai spoke for a full two minutes before hanging up the phone.

"Mr. Fang, what should we do now?" Wang Decai was already completely at a loss.

"Let's go take a look now."

The three of them took the elevator down the building. Yue Kai had just driven out of the underground parking garage and headed straight for the Yong'an Futures branch on Qixia Road when they heard a loud bang not far away! Immediately afterward, thick smoke billowed out.

late
What was supposed to happen happened.

Fang Qingye sighed.

"I'm not going, I'm going back." Fang Qingye's voice sounded somewhat tired.

The uproar at Yong'an Futures shocked the nation and caused a huge uproar in the futures industry. The authorities quickly intervened and launched an investigation.

Lin Guangmao had just come out of the Shanghai Securities Regulatory Bureau. Looking at the bright sunshine outside, he let out a long sigh and got into his Mercedes-Benz.

He came to accept the investigation at the request of the Securities Regulatory Bureau.

The investigators were not friendly; they told him that they had collected evidence that he was suspected of manipulating soybean meal futures prices and would face huge fines in the future.

Lin Guangmao did not offer any explanation; after the investigation concluded, he felt a sense of relief.

Fines are fine, they're better than losing your life or going to jail, right?
Shortly after I got on the bus, my phone rang. I saw it was Fu Haitang calling, so I answered it.

"Out?"

"Ah."

"What happened?" "Same as you, fined. Might have worked for nothing this time."

"Sigh," Fu Haitang sighed on the other end of the phone, "Yeah, all that work for nothing."

"So what if we worked for nothing? We're all still here," Lin Guangmao said.

On the other end of the phone, Fu Haitang paused for a moment before speaking:
"Tian Hao, Yan Qingliang, and Zhang Guangyao have all been arrested. The latest news is that only Zhu Dahu acted quickly and fled the country when he saw that things were not going well, thus escaping by chance."

"It was expected. How could we explain to the public if we didn't arrest a few people? We really have to thank Fang Qingye for this, otherwise we would have ended up like him," Lin Guangmao said.

“Yes, Fang Qingye saved us this time. Why don’t we make a special trip to Nanxin to thank him in person?” Fu Haitang suggested.

Lin Guangmao paused for a moment, then said, "Never mind. You can see that Fang Qingye doesn't like associating with us. As the saying goes, great kindness needs no thanks. If there's anything I, Lin Guangmao, can do for you in the future, I'll do my utmost!"

"Me too. Should we have Shi Guangrong pass on the message?"

"Just send a text message."

Nanxin County Town.

It's Sunday morning, and Fang Qingye is watering the seedlings in the nursery.

After the rainy season, the weather became unusually dry and hot, and the seedlings were severely dehydrated, requiring frequent watering. Since the workers weren't on weekends, Fang Qingye took on the task.

Wearing a vest and shorts, with a straw hat, he was watering a large patch of Monstera deliciosa plants with a hose.

Besides Fang Qingye, there was also Bai Ou. The girl had also taken off her judge's uniform today, put on a T-shirt and denim shorts, wore a straw hat, and was spraying pesticides on the orchids while covering her face with a mask.

Just then, he heard Wangcai barking wildly at the gate. He looked up and saw a middle-aged man walking towards the nursery.

It turned out to be Wang Decai.

At this moment, Wang Decai no longer looked as dejected as he had been when he was first seen. He was wearing a T-shirt and casual pants, and carrying a suitcase.

Fang Qingye stopped Wangcai from barking, turned off the tap, clapped her hands, and went over.

Wang Decai walked up to Fang Qingye and suddenly knelt down with a thud!
"Mr. Wang, what are you doing?!" Fang Qingye quickly bent down and helped the other person up.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Fang, for saving my life," Wang Decai said.

"If it weren't for you, I would either have been blown up or committed suicide by jumping off a building. I would never be where I am today," Wang Decai said with gratitude.

"Alright, that's all in the past." Fang Qingye looked him up and down: "Are you going on a long trip?"

“Yes, back to my hometown in Anhui Province.” Wang Decai said, “I have closed out my positions and cleared all contracts. By the way, I have already transferred the 1000 million I lent you, along with the interest, into your account.”

“Actually, you can hold the position for a while longer; soybean meal futures prices will fall further,” Fang Qingye said with a smile.

Wang Decai smiled and said:
“I have paid off all my debts, redeemed the house and given it to my ex-wife and children. I still have 800 million yuan in my hands, which is enough for me to live a peaceful life in my hometown in the county for the rest of my life. I plan to go back and open a convenience store or something. I will never come to Shanghai again and will never touch futures.”

"Alright, have a safe trip."

"Thank you, Mr. Fang. I'm leaving now. If you ever need my help again, just give me a call, and I'll do my best to help you!" Wang Decai said.

"What big thing could I possibly be in?" Fang Qingye laughed. "You should just go back to your peaceful life."

Wang Decai left with his suitcase, and Bai Ou came to his side at that moment.

The girls all knew about Fang Qingye's affairs in Shanghai, including Wang Decai.

Of course, he didn't tell the truth. He only said that he saw Wang Decai post about his experience on the forum, which made him feel sorry for him, so he wanted to help him.

Watching the other person's figure disappear through the door, he laughed and said, "It felt good to save someone, didn't it?"

"Of course, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

"Alright, let's hurry up and save these flowers and plants." The girl took Fang Qingye's hand and walked into the nursery.

So Fang Qing returned to his old ways.

"Oh, by the way, White Lotus Root, I'm planning to go to Huijing in a couple of days," Fang Qingye said while watering the lotus root.

"What are you going to Huijing for?" Bai Ou glanced at him meaningfully.

“Go see Qiao Yongfeng. He’s back from the US. Let’s talk to him about the soybeans,” Fang Qingye said.

"Okay, go ahead. Be careful not to get heatstroke in this heat. Huijing is a real furnace," Bai Ou said.

"I know."

Fang Qingye was not lying. He really did want to meet with Qiao Yongfeng to hear what he had seen and heard in the United States before deciding on the next step in his soybean futures trading. This would be a more prudent approach.

Of course, he wasn't telling the whole truth; he still needed to see Xia He.

(End of this chapter)