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

Night had fallen, but the snow was falling even heavier.

The lights on the top floor of the Weiguang Building finally went out.

Lin Che stood in the elevator, watching the numbers jump down one by one.

His figure was reflected in the mirrored stainless steel of the elevator car.

He was tall and aloof, but a hint of weariness was hidden between his brows.

Just now, he conducted a thorough inventory of his assets in the Abyss system.

The numbers are astonishing.

In addition to the profits of Ark Fund overseas, the physical assets acquired from the merger with Huayinghou, and the huge pool of funds accumulated on the Weiguang platform.

The scale of assets he personally controls has already crossed that invisible red line—

Three hundred billion.

This isn't a valuation; it's real control.

In this country, having 100 billion and having 10 billion are two completely different concepts.

A billionaire is a billionaire, someone who can make it onto the Forbes list and become a topic of public entertainment.

And one hundred billion...

Those are chaebols.

As for 300 billion...

It is a “giant” that could affect financial stability and even influence social resources.

"bite."

The elevator takes you to the second basement level underground parking garage.

The huge garage was empty, with only the monotonous hum of the exhaust fans echoing through it.

The black Maybach S680, like a lurking wild beast, was quietly parked in its designated parking space.

Xie Yu was already waiting by the car. When he saw Lin Che come out, he immediately opened the back door.

"Brother Che, shall we go back to Courtyard No. 1?"

"Um."

Lin Che got into the car and rubbed his temples.

"In addition, notify the finance department to re-examine the entry channels of that overseas fund from the beginning. The SEC (Securities and Exchange Commission) has been keeping a close eye on Chinese concept stocks recently, and I don't want to leave any loose ends."

"Don't worry, it's all processed using traditional Chinese currency and offshore trusts, so it can't be traced..."

Before Xie Yu could finish speaking, Lin Che suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him.

"There is no account in this world that cannot be investigated."

Lin Che's voice was soft, yet it carried a chill.

"As long as someone wants to investigate."

The car door closed.

It isolated them from the cold and damp outside.

The Maybach slowly drove out of the underground parking garage and disappeared into the snowy night of Beijing.

……

The car traveled to the East Third Ring Road.

There were very few cars on the road.

The snowflakes, illuminated by the car headlights, looked like countless white moths flying towards the windshield.

The windshield wipers swung tirelessly, making a swishing sound.

Lin Che leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

For some reason, his right eyelid has been twitching all night.

That instinct, like being targeted by a wild beast in the jungle, surged into my mind again.

And it was more intense than ever before.

Sudden.

The Maybach slowed down abruptly, then braked sharply.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the wet, slippery surface.

The inertia caused Lin Che's body to lurch forward, where he was firmly restrained by the seatbelt.

"What happened?"

Lin Che opened his eyes, his gaze instantly sharpening.

"Brother Che... there's a car ahead."

Xie Yu's voice carried a hint of panic.

Lin Che raised his head and looked ahead.

Three black Audi A6s, arranged in a triangular formation, blocked the front of the Maybach.

There were no police lights, no sirens.

It appeared so silently, like a ghostly chariot emerging from hell.

Even more bizarrely, these three vehicles had license plates.

It's all white background with black text.

That's a special license plate prefixed with "京V".

"Reverse."

Lin Che calmly gave the order.

Xie Yu immediately shifted into reverse, but at that moment, two blinding high beams lit up in the rearview mirror.

The area behind it was also blocked.

Two identical black Audis blocked the retreat route.

To catch a turtle in a jar.

The entire road seemed to have been instantly emptied, leaving a deathly silence.

Only the heavy snow continued to fall silently, covering this eerie standoff.

"Boss, should I crash into it?"

The bodyguard's hand was already reaching for his waist; it was an instinct he had as a retired special forces soldier.

"stop."

Lin Che held down the bodyguard's hand.

His gaze pierced through the windshield, fixed intently on the Audi directly in front of him.

"Don't do anything foolish."

"This level of pomp and circumstance is not something a kidnapper or an enemy could pull."

If they are kidnappers, they are after money.

If it's an enemy, I'd want their life.

But the aura emanating from these vehicles was one of coldness, tightness, and even a certain sense of sacredness that created a sense of oppression.

That was the aura of power.

Click.

The rear door of the Audi directly in front of us opened.

A foot wearing black cloth shoes stepped onto the snow.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped out.

They weren't heavily armed special police officers, nor were they thugs with menacing faces.

He was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

He was around fifty years old, with a buzz cut, slightly overweight, and a warm smile on his face.

What's alarming is that he was only wearing a thin gray Zhongshan suit in this heavy snow.

He wore his Zhongshan suit meticulously, with the top button fastened all the way up.

He wasn't using an umbrella.

Let the snowflakes fall on my shoulders.

He walked over unhurriedly, his steps steady, as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

I walked to the window of the Maybach.

He tapped gently on the glass.

Thump, thump, thump.

The voice was soft, and the person was very polite.

But to Lin Che, each sound felt like a blow to his heart.

Xie Yu's palms were covered in cold sweat as he looked at Lin Che.

Lin Che took a deep breath and straightened his collar.

"Lower the car window."

The glass slowly descended.

A cold wind, mixed with snowflakes, rushed in.

The middle-aged man bent down slightly, looking at Lin Che inside the car.

His eyes were peaceful, without any aggression, and could even be described as kind.

But it was precisely this tranquility that made Lin Che feel a sense of dread, as if he were standing on the edge of an abyss.

That's the look an elephant gives an ant.

"Lin Che, Mr. Lin?"

The middle-aged man's voice was deep and resonant, with a standard Beijing accent.

"Yes, that's me." Lin Che nodded, trying to keep his voice steady.

"It's so late, why aren't you resting yet?"

The man seemed to be chatting casually with a neighbor.

"Just got off work."

"It's good that young people are energetic. But..."

The man smiled and reached out to pat the car window frame.

"If you drive this car too fast, it's easy to lose sight of the road, especially in snowy weather when the roads are slippery and it's easy to overturn."

Double entendre.

Lin Che's pupils contracted slightly.

"You stopped me just to remind me to be careful on the road?"

"Of course not."

The man took out a business card from the pocket of his Zhongshan suit jacket.

He handed it over with both hands.

"I have something to discuss with Mr. Lin; I'd like to invite him for a cup of tea."

"I wonder if Mr. Lin would do me the honor?"

It is said to be "please".

But look at the roads blocked in front and behind, and look at those few silent Beijing-registered Audis.

This was clearly an order that could not be refused.

Lin Che accepted the business card.

Using the car's reading light, he could make out the business card.

The white cardstock is of excellent quality.

There was no title, no organization, and not even a name on it.

There is only a red badge mark.

And a landline number.

But it was that badge that made Lin Che's breath catch in his throat.

In his previous life, he had only heard of this department through rumors.

They are not responsible for commercial crimes or public security.

They are only responsible for one thing—

National economic security and strategic risks.

"deep sea."

Lin Che uttered the name in his heart.

If the China Securities Regulatory Commission (CSRC) is the police, then these agents are the secret agents.

If business competition is a boxing match, then they are the ones who set the rules and can overturn the ring at any time.

My own "faint light" is ultimately too bright.

The light was so bright it stung the eyes of some giants.

The assets have been overstepped.

A monopoly has been formed.

Therefore, judgment came.

"Good tea, of course we have to drink it."

Lin Che looked up, put the business card in his pocket, and regained his composure.

Even an unprecedented calm.

Since we can't avoid it, we should face it.

This is the last bit of confidence the reborn possess.

"Is my car following behind?" Lin Che asked.

"No need."

The middle-aged man turned to the side, made a "please" gesture, and pointed to the Audi A6.

"Take my car. It's quiet there, and it's easy to talk to you."

"Xie Yu, you guys go back first."

Without any hesitation, Lin Che pushed open the door and got out of the car.

"Brother Che!" Xie Yu exclaimed anxiously, trying to get out of the car to stop him.

"go back!"

Lin Che turned around and sternly shouted to stop him.

That was a stern look in Xie Yu's eyes that he had never seen before.

"Keep tonight's events a secret, don't tell anyone, especially not at the company."

"Wait for me to come back."

After saying that, Lin Che straightened his coat and walked into the snowstorm.

His figure looked somewhat frail against the snow.

But he walked very steadily.

Step by step, they walked toward the black sedan that symbolized supreme power.

The middle-aged man smiled and helped him open the car door.

That's proper etiquette for treating guests.

This is also the treatment given to "special targets".

boom.

The car door closed.

Three Audis started simultaneously and made a U-turn.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, like those of a machine.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast night, as if it had never existed.

Only Xie Yu and his lone Maybach remained, parked on the East Third Ring Road amidst the heavy snow.

Xie Yu gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He looked in the direction where the red taillights disappeared.

He knew that the sky over Beijing had truly changed that night.

That's not a business game.

That was a gaze from the abyss.

Lin Che, on the other hand, had just jumped into the abyss all by himself.