The richest man started taking advantage of loopholes after joining Alibaba.

Heavy rain.

In the depths of Beijing's winter, icy rain mixed with snow pellets pelted the glass curtain wall of the Weiguang Building, creating a crackling sound.

Across from the building, there was an inconspicuous black Santana parked.

The car window was half-rolled down.

A camera with a telephoto lens, like a venomous snake, is intently watching the building's every move.

There were two people sitting in the car.

They are corporate spies, or in jargon, "squatters."

BAT has given a firm order.

The entire city was locked down.

Any suspicious activity, especially signs of contact with licensed sellers, must be reported immediately.

"I've been squatting here for two days, and I haven't seen a single ghost."

The passenger complained and reached for his cigarette pack.

Sudden.

A commotion appeared in the footage.

In the lobby on the first floor of the Weiguang Building, in front of that huge revolving door.

A group of people were walking out in a crowd.

The one leading them was Lin Che.

He looked very irritable, his tie was askew, and his hair was a mess, completely lacking his usual composed and sophisticated demeanor.

Shen Nan followed behind, head down, like a primary school student who had made a mistake.

"waste!"

A roar pierced through the rain and faintly reached the other side of the road.

Followed by.

"Snapped!"

A delicate bone china teacup was smashed violently onto the marble floor by Lin Che.

Debris flew everywhere.

Under the dazzling lights of the lobby, the white porcelain tiles looked like exploding fireworks.

"You can't even handle something this simple?!"

Lin Che pointed at Shen Nan's nose, his finger trembling.

"I sent you to negotiate an acquisition, and they wouldn't even let you in the door? What am I paying you guys for?!"

His voice was hysterical, filled with despair and impotent rage.

The security guards and receptionists in the lobby were so frightened they didn't dare to breathe.

Shen Nan seemed to want to explain something, but before he could speak, Lin Che rudely interrupted him.

"roll!"

"Get out of here, all of you!"

Lin Che kicked over the trash can next to him and rushed into the elevator.

His back looked disheveled.

In the Santana, the two spies exchanged a glance.

That look in their eyes was pure ecstasy.

"Did you get a picture?"

"We got it! High-definition close-up! Lin Che has lost his temper and lashed out in public, suggesting a serious internal conflict!"

The photos were quickly sent out via an encrypted network.

Ten minutes later.

Hangzhou, Ant Financial headquarters.

Zhao Hong looked at the photos on his phone and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

It was indeed a desperate struggle.

With its licenses blocked and its cash flow running out, Weiguang is now like a pressure cooker, ready to explode at any moment.

He turned off his phone with peace of mind, picked up his wine glass, and took a small sip.

Stable.

................

Late at night, on the eleventh floor.

Outside the North Fourth Ring Road, there is a teahouse hidden deep in a hutong.

There's no sign here, just two swaying red lanterns hanging there.

The private room was very dark.

Only a dim floor lamp provided a meager illumination for the rosewood tea table.

Lin Che sat in the shadows.

He changed his clothes.

He wore a slightly worn black jacket and a baseball cap with the brim pulled low, obscuring most of his face.

A bald, middle-aged man was sitting opposite him.

That's the owner of "Hongtu Payment," who holds a full-featured third-party payment license.

But he was panicking at that moment.

His company was on the verge of bankruptcy and heavily in debt, so he desperately needed to find a sucker to take over.

"Mr. Liu... Mr. Liu."

The bald boss wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cautiously probed.

"You just said you're in the coal business? And you want to switch to the internet?"

Lin Che didn't speak.

He simply nodded, perfectly capturing the air of a nouveau riche.

He tossed out a Zhonghua cigarette, his movements casual and rude.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Lin Che's voice was hoarse, with a heavy Shanxi accent.

"I don't know anything about the internet. All I know is that I have money and want to make something like Alipay to play with. So, tell me, are you going to sell this company or not?"

That's just a hoax.

The most sophisticated form of deception is to disguise yourself as the kind of "foolish and rich" sucker that the other party most desires to see.

The doubts in the bald boss's eyes vanished instantly.

Coal mine owners are great.

Coal mine owners are clueless and easy targets for scams.

"Sell! Definitely sell!"

The boss, fearing that this big fish would get away, quickly pushed over the contract that he had already prepared.

"Mr. Liu, this is the transfer agreement. Once you sign and stamp it, the license plate will be yours."

Lin Che glanced at the contract.

The acquiring party is not Weiguang Group.

Instead, it is a company registered in the Cayman Islands, with eighteen layers of shareholding, that appears to have no connection with Weiguang on the surface: "Xinyuan Mining Investment Co., Ltd."

This is a maze that Shen Nan built over three days.

Even if the legal departments of BAT (Baidu, Alibaba, Tencent) came, they would still have to go through a lot to sort out this relationship.

Lin Che picked up the official seal on the table.

It was a radish seal engraved with "Xinyuan Mining".

He did not hesitate at all.

"Smack."

The bright red ink spread across the white paper.

The movement was extremely fast, carrying a chilling decisiveness, like an assassin retracting a dagger that had just drawn blood.

This is not a contract.

This is a merger.

From that moment on, the nuclear weapon that could render the BAT blockade ineffective had silently fallen into Lin Che's pocket.

The bald boss grinned from ear to ear as he looked at the bright red seal.

He thought he had gotten rid of a burden.

Little did he know that he had just handed over the key to a new world to this lurking wolf.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Lin Che stood up, pulled down the brim of his hat, did not shake hands, and turned to walk into the dark, rainy night.

................

Three o'clock in the morning.

The top floor of the Weiguang Building.

Lin Che pushed open the door and entered.

Shen Nan and Fatty Wang were sitting in front of the computer, their eyes bloodshot from staying up all night.

Upon seeing Lin Che return, Shen Nan suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with urgency.

"Brother Che, how's it going?"

Lin Che didn't speak.

He took a document out of his pocket and gently patted it on the table.

That's a copy of the license plate that was just changed.

It was stamped with a bright red official seal, which gleamed under the light.

call--

Shen Nan let out a long breath and slumped into the chair.

It became.

It really happened.

They carried out a perfect covert maneuver right under the noses of BAT (Baidu, Alibaba, Tencent).

"That idiot Zhao Hong is probably still celebrating our infighting."

Fatty Wang grinned, looking like a 300-pound child.

"Boss, the installation package is ready."

Technical Director Lao Zhou turned around, and a huge progress bar on the screen showed "Ready".

When will it be released?

Lin Che walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The rain stopped.

A faint glimmer of dawn appeared on the eastern horizon.

A new day is about to begin.

That will be a day of glimmer of light, and a day of the collapse of the old order.

"Now."

Lin Che looked out the window at the sleeping city, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Update released."

"Don't write all that nonsense when updating your log."

He turned around and held up three fingers.

"Just write three words."

"New Year Edition"