The Great Sage Returns from Ten Years of Imprisonment

Boss Liu took a deep breath before explaining his purpose in a low voice.

"Xiaoling, I'd like to buy your crude oil futures investment strategy. We can trade privately, without going through the company."

"This way you can earn a lot of extra money, and I can also use your investment strategies to make a comeback in international crude oil futures trading."

He hesitated for a moment before giving his quote.

"Given your exceptionally strong investment track record, I can offer 200 million for each of your investment strategies..."

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Liu, I can't help you with this."

Ling Yun shook her head firmly, interrupting him directly.

"I am still an employee of Yuanda Group, and it is impossible for me to risk violating regulations by privately providing you with futures investment strategies."

"Our cooperation is underway, and the return on investment is excellent. Your investment has already increased more than tenfold, far exceeding the initial target. There's no need to create unnecessary complications."

"Whether it's you or Chairman Jin, I will not provide any investment strategies to anyone outside of the cooperation plan. I hope this cooperation will conclude smoothly."

Upon hearing his decisive refusal, Boss Liu's face darkened, and his expression turned awkward.

But he was unwilling to give up and wanted to try again.

"If two million isn't enough, then five million. There's no higher price on the market. This is something only heaven, earth, you, and I know."

"You don't need to worry about breaking the rules. I guarantee with my life savings that not a single word will leak out..."

For a gambler like you who's desperate to lose, if your guarantee were reliable, pigs would fly!

Ling Yun rolled his eyes inwardly and shook his head firmly again.

"This isn't about money, Mr. Liu. Even if you offered a hundred million, I couldn't agree!"

"I don't want to end up in Tilanqiao, eating cornbread. What's the point of making so much money if I do that? It'll all be confiscated by the regulatory authorities anyway."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the other person's bloodshot eyes.

"I don't know what big trouble you've run into that requires you to do this, but this is my attitude, and you don't need to say anything more."

These words completely blocked all possibilities. Boss Liu opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Seeing his face turn blue from holding it in, Ling Yun took the initiative to change the subject.

He briefly introduced the investment performance over the past two weeks and subtly reminded Boss Liu.

Investing in futures requires patience, and more importantly, it requires keeping a clear head at all times.

One should not lose one's footing due to temporary losses, and should not make impulsive decisions, as that will only lead to more serious losses.

Boss Liu is now in this predicament, like a gambler who has lost everything and is desperate to try and recover his losses through some crooked means.

Ling Yun didn't care at all whether Boss Liu would listen to these words.

His initiative in reminding us is already more than enough.

After this tripartite cooperation ends, he will immediately blacklist Boss Liu and never cooperate with him again.

Partnering with such a gambler with no moral compass is like planting a time bomb for yourself.

More than ten minutes had passed in the time it took to speak.

Lingyun picked up the coffee, which had long since gone cold, took a small sip, and prepared to say goodbye and leave.

Just then, Boss Liu, his eyes red, asked in a low voice:

"Okay, I understand you're unwilling to take the risk, but I still have one question."

Will international oil prices continue to surge, or will they soon correct themselves?

Ling Yun looked at this hopeless gambler, hesitated for a moment, and then sighed helplessly.

"In the futures market, no futures product will rise forever, and the same applies to international crude oil futures."

"But when international oil prices will significantly correct or even plummet is something even a god can't guarantee."

"Therefore, I cannot give you a definite answer. Regardless of your plans, I can only advise you to be cautious."

After saying that, he made an excuse to go upstairs to check on the market and got up to leave.

Mr. Liu nodded mechanically, then froze in his seat, his face full of dejection.

By the time he came to his senses, Ling Yun had already walked out of the coffee shop.

The next moment, Boss Liu slammed his fist on the dining table, gritting his teeth and muttering under his breath:

"You little bastard, you really think you're some kind of investment god? You're just lucky."

"I've been trading futures for so many years, how could I possibly lose to a little bastard like you? Let's wait and see who has the last laugh."

Seeing her boss's exasperated state, the female secretary in the next booth flashed a look of disdain in her eyes.

You old rogue, that's all you've got. All you do when you lose is curse. If you don't go bankrupt, who will?

After muttering a few complaints to herself, she quickly turned around and looked at the entrance of the coffee shop.

Only after realizing that Ling Yun had left the coffee shop did she composed herself and walk towards Boss Liu, feigning weakness.

As soon as he left the coffee shop, Ling Yun took out his phone and turned off the recording.

He had already started recording on his phone before entering the coffee shop.

Every word he said to Boss Liu after that was secretly recorded, not a single word was missed.

Under normal circumstances, he would not release this recording or give it to Attorney Zhang.

What if Boss Liu is unethical and tries to use this incident to retaliate, attempting to falsely accuse someone of refusing to pay the 20% commission that should have been paid?

If such a thing were to happen, Ling Yun would naturally not hold back.

He will immediately produce this audio evidence to retaliate and teach Boss Liu a lesson!

During his ten years behind bars at Tilanqiao, he learned a great deal, far beyond profound financial expertise.

After turning off the recording function, Lingyun began to check the unread text messages.

According to priority, the first text message was from my mom.

Lately, my mom's text messages have only one theme: constantly introducing potential partners to Lingyun and urging him to go back home for blind dates.

Ling Yun could only force a smile and say that once she finished her work, she would resign and return to Beijing immediately.

Sure enough, the text message my mom sent today was the same.

"Hey kid, remember your dad's old classmate, Uncle Xu? His daughter's a graduate student at Renmin University, about to graduate, and single. You'd be perfect for her..."

Ling Yun was speechless for a moment, then casually replied to his mother.

"Of course I remember. Xu Jiajia perfectly inherited Uncle Xu's square face. I can't handle that big face, so I'd better stop now!"

After replying to her mother's text message, Ling Yun looked at the text messages sent by Li Wen and her parents.

This family has two completely different styles, and Li Wen keeps reminding Ling Yun not to pay attention to her crazy parents.

Her parents, on the other hand, tried every possible means to force Lingyun to pay a large sum of money as compensation for the loss of her youth, completely shameless!

The text messages they sent today were the same, the same old threats.

They claimed that if Lingyun did not pay a large sum of money as compensation for the loss of their youth, they would call the police.

Looking at these threatening text messages, Ling Yun sneered disdainfully and forwarded several of them to Lawyer Zhang to preserve evidence.

Next, Lingyun looked at the other messages.

He replied to each of the text messages sent by his colleagues and friends.

As for those spam text messages, just delete them.

As he spoke, he arrived at the restaurant.

He then turned off his phone, took his tray, and went to get his food.

Half an hour later, after finishing his lunch, he carried the several lunch boxes he had packed for Zhou Hua and the others back to the small conference room upstairs.

He saw it as soon as he entered the door.

Li Jie was talking animatedly with Zhou Hua and the others, looking very happy.

"Is there some good news? Tell me about it."

Ling Yun asked with a smile.

As he spoke, he walked straight to the rest area and placed the lunchbox he was carrying on the coffee table.

The next moment, Li Jie said excitedly:

"There is indeed good news. Xiaoyin just told me that her parents know I'm buying a house in Shanghai, so they've decided not to ask for a dowry."

"Not only that, her parents are also planning to buy us a car. Although I don't need them to buy me one, I still appreciate their thoughtfulness!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Yun was taken aback.

The next moment, he complained irritably:

"It's true what they say, comparisons are odious! Xiaoyin's parents handled this matter brilliantly."

"Dude, why am I so unlucky? Li Wen's parents are like mad dogs now, they won't let me go."

"They're demanding millions in compensation for my lost youth, and they just sent me a text message extorting money from me. Utterly shameless!"

"Hahaha"

Li Jie and the others exchanged a glance and burst into laughter in unison.