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

Chapter 612 Hunting Down a US-Listed Company

"Come to my house and tell me in person."

"ok!"

Fang Qingye told him the specific address. An hour later, Fang Qingye was clearing weeds in the garden when he saw a Ford car drive up from a distance and stop outside the fence. A black man got out of the car; it was Smith.

"Mr. Smith, please come in and have a seat," Fang Qingye invited Smith into the living room.

"Thank you."

Smith followed Fang Qingye into the living room and saw a cute little girl and a beautiful young woman with blankets covering their legs.

It seems this is my client.

After exchanging greetings, Smith sat down on the sofa, looked around, and inwardly praised the sights.

This villa must cost at least four or five million yuan. If I can buy one in my lifetime, then it will be worth it!

"Mr. Smith, where are the documents?" Fang Qingye asked, sitting on the sofa next to him.

Smith quickly took a document from his briefcase and handed it to the other person.

"Let's have some coffee."

Fang Qingye called out again and began to carefully examine the documents.

Christopher is indeed a company owner!

Bedrock Ag Processing, a medium-sized corn processing company in New York State that produces fuel ethanol, is highly dependent on stable corn raw material costs and is also a publicly traded company.

Fang Qingye carefully examined the company's basic information, and then heard Smith continue speaking:
“Christopher’s business is a family business. The agricultural company was founded by his grandfather and has been passed down to him for three generations. It used to produce syrup, but his father, Christopher Sr., switched to producing fuel ethanol.”

"Christopher himself is an only child. His father passed away three years ago. He has a son and a daughter and lives in Queens."

"interesting."

Fang Qingye suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"What's interesting? You mean family businesses?" Smith quickly explained, "Mr. Fang, there are many such businesses in the United States, but their products are relatively simple and their scale is not very large. They cannot be compared with multinational corporations, but their wealth accumulation is not small."

“That’s not what I meant.” Fang Qingye didn’t explain further, but casually asked while looking at the documents in her hand, “This company’s business address is in Poughkeepsie. How far is New York from Poughkeepsie?”

“It’s not too far. I’ve been to Poughkeepsie once; it’s about 100 miles away. If you take Interstate 84, it takes about two and a half hours,” Smith replied.

“Oh, Mr. Smith, could you accompany me to Poughkeepsie tomorrow? I’d like to visit the company in person,” Fang Qingye suddenly said.

Smith immediately felt a deep sense of dread.

Why.
Isn't this just asking for trouble?

I should have talked about it further away.

"What, Mr. Smith doesn't want to go?" Fang Qingye's face darkened. "As a lawyer, shouldn't you be dedicated to serving your clients?"

"I offer services, but I'm not going to run errands for you!"

Smith muttered to himself, but considering the guy's tendency to complain at the drop of a hat and the extra allowance, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"OK, get to our house before 8 a.m. tomorrow morning. We'll leave early and try to get back by tonight."

"Ok."

Smith walked away dejectedly.

I originally wanted to fool this Asian man and earn some lawyer fees, but I didn't expect him to be so difficult to deal with.

"God, I hope nothing else goes wrong," Smith prayed silently.

After Smith left, Xia He, who hadn't spoken until now, asked curiously, "Qingye, why did you go to Panshi Agriculture for an on-site inspection? What exactly are you planning to do?"

“This Christopher hit you and then tried to rip you off on the compensation. I’m going to get my revenge,” Fang Qingye laughed. “You went to inspect the company in person to understand their current production situation? Are you planning to steal their business? Or even acquire them directly? Panshi Agriculture is a listed company, you know,” Xia He immediately thought of two answers.

Fang Qingye shook her head: "I don't own an ethanol manufacturing company, so how can I steal their business? Besides, I have no interest in this company at all."

"So what do you want to do?"

"Do you know what I'm best at?" Fang Qingye smiled slightly, picked up her coffee cup and took a sip.

"Pick up girls."

"Pfft." Fang Qingye almost spat out the coffee she had just drunk.

"Xia He, are you kidding me?"

Xia He giggled. Qingqing, who was playing with toys nearby, laughed along with her mother when she saw her laugh.

"Qingqing, what are you laughing at? Your mother is talking nonsense!" Fang Qingye pinched her daughter's cheek before giving the answer.

"Futures, I'm going to hunt him down in the futures market!"

Xia He was still puzzled.

"Aoba, how did you know this company also trades futures? Is it listed in their financial statements?"

"No, but industry insiders know that commodity trading or processing companies, because they hold a large amount of spot raw materials, must use futures contracts to hedge price risks to prevent the impact of large fluctuations in raw material prices on the company in the future. This is especially common in financially developed countries like the United States."

"Oh," Xia He understood this time.

"You play with Qingqing first. I'll go upstairs and study the company's financial reports. I'll find the secrets in them," Fang Qingye said, standing up.

Fang Qingye went to the study, turned on the computer, and began to investigate and study the relevant information carefully.

He watched for two whole hours until the Filipino maid came up to call him down for dinner. Only then did he rub his sleepy eyes and prepare to go down for dinner.

Although we were in the United States, dinner was still mainly Chinese food, mainly because our former nanny, Hu Quanjing, could cook Cantonese dishes, especially her slow-cooked soups, which were particularly delicious.

While eating, Fang Qingye also fed her daughter a meal of lean meat porridge that she had specially made for her, which she fed her spoonful by spoonful after it had cooled down to a warm temperature.

"Hey, what time is it in Hong Kong now?" Fang Qingye suddenly thought of a question.

"It should be seven in the morning, what's wrong?" Xia He asked.

“Ouyang Shaoqiang hasn’t started work yet.”

Xia He now knows about Fang Qingye's latest business empire. There is a branch of Tuofang Technology in Hong Kong, managed by Ouyang Shaoqiang, who has built a team specializing in investments in the stock, futures, and foreign exchange markets.

Upon hearing Fang Qingye's words, she immediately realized: "You're planning to involve the Hong Kong branch?"

"If that's the plan, I'll first have Ouyang Shaoqiang analyze Panshi Agriculture's financial report, and I'll also send a copy to Tomorrow Technology. Three heads are better than one."

Fang Qingye knew in her heart that she couldn't use any more cheat codes to hunt down Panshi Agriculture in the futures market this time.

He was not familiar with the historical trends of corn futures, and in 2014, there seemed to be no major events in the US corn futures market, unlike the previous speculation on US soybeans.

He needs to proceed with caution.

Although I spent half the afternoon reviewing the financial report and discovered the other party's fatal weakness, further verification is still needed.

After finishing his meal, he went to his study and made a phone call to Ouyang Shaoqiang, who was far away in Hong Kong.

On the other end of the phone, when Ouyang Shaoqiang heard Fang Qingye ask him to analyze the financial report of a US-listed company, he immediately realized something: "You've set your sights on this Panshi Agriculture. Are you trying to invest or hunt it down?"

“Hunt! Help me find weaknesses in their financial statements!” Fang Qingye answered crisply.

"OK!"

Ouyang Shaoqiang hung up the phone and immediately went to the office next door, his face beaming with excitement: "The boss has assigned us a task! We're going to hunt down a US-listed company!"

(End of this chapter)