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

Chapter 71 Welcome to Reality!

Hangzhou Xiaoshan International Airport.

Lin Che pushed his suitcase and walked out of the international arrivals exit.

His suit jacket was draped over his arm, and his shirt collar was slightly open.

Thirteen hours of continuous flight did not make him show much fatigue.

On the contrary, the excitement of about to hunt down his prey was quietly rekindling in his veins.

"Lin Che!"

Lao Xiao stood at the very front of the crowd waiting to greet people at the airport.

But he didn't laugh.

The number two figure in Alibaba was now ashen-faced, his brows furrowed in a deep frown.

Behind him was not the company's Buick minivan, but a law enforcement vehicle painted with blue and white stripes.

The police lights on the roof of the vehicle were not turned on, but they still looked particularly glaring under the gloomy sky.

Three men in uniforms stood next to Lao Xiao.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a buzz cut and eyes as sharp as a freshly sharpened file.

The nameplate on his chest reads: Zhang Wei, Economic Inspection Team, Municipal Administration for Industry and Commerce.

Lin Che paused for half a second.

No need to ask.

His Wall Street experience gave him an instant sense of the conspiracy.

"Mr. Lin."

Zhang Wei stepped forward, blocking Lin Che's path.

There were no small talk, no formalities.

He took out a "Notice of Assistance in Investigation" stamped with a red seal from his briefcase and waved it in front of Lin Che.

The crisp sound of the paper drawing the attention of the surrounding travelers.

"We received a report filed under a real name."

Zhang Wei's voice was harsh, with a cold, businesslike tone. "Your company, 'Weiguang Logistics,' is suspected of using unfair means to exclude competitors and is suspected of serious tax violations. Please come back with us to assist in the investigation."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on the suitcase in Lin Che's hand.

"Furthermore, we need to temporarily seize all your electronic devices and ledgers."

Reported under real name.

Lin Che's gaze passed over Zhang Wei's shoulder and looked towards a corner of the parking lot in the distance.

There was a black Passat parked there.

The car windows were tinted dark, making it impossible to see the people inside.

But he knew.

Li Mo was there.

That venomous snake hiding in the ditch dies in the light; it only dares to use such methods to disgust people.

Old Xiao grew anxious and stepped forward to try and smooth things over: "Team Leader Zhang, can't we talk about this at the company? President Lin just returned from the US and hasn't..."

"Mr. Xiao."

Zhang Wei interrupted him, his tone leaving no room for argument, "There are no privileges before the law. Even people from Alibaba are not exempt."

The atmosphere froze instantly.

The air around us seemed to grow heavier.

Several Alibaba P8 colleagues who had just gotten off the plane were too scared to approach and kept their distance.

Lin Che looked at the notice.

He showed no anger, no panic.

He simply and slowly put on his suit jacket and buttoned it up.

Then, he straightened his cuffs and lifted his eyelids.

In those eyes, there was no fear of being intimidated by law enforcement, only a condescending mockery, as if looking at a clown.

"Team Leader Zhang, right?"

Lin Che's voice was very soft.

He reached out and gently pushed away the notice that was almost shoved in his face.

Do you know what's in this box?

Lin Che patted the silver Rimowa suitcase.

"This contains the core roadshow data that Alibaba will disclose on the NYSE next Monday, including but not limited to its strategic plan for the next three years, user privacy agreement, and..."

Lin Che paused, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice.

"Original performance-based agreements from twelve of the world's top investment banks, including Goldman Sachs, Morgan Stanley, and SoftBank."

Zhang Wei's eyes flickered.

He's a rough guy; he doesn't understand roadshows or betting.

But he understood those names.

Each one was heavy, carrying the weight of money and power.

"So what?" Zhang Wei said, forcing a smile. "We only investigate violations."

"Not very good."

Lin Che smiled.

He pulled the Nokia phone out of his pocket and pretended to dial a number.

"I'm just reminding you."

"Alibaba is currently in a quiet period before its IPO, and any slight movement will be interpreted by Wall Street as a major negative."

"If you take this box now..."

Lin Che pointed to the silver metal box.

"Even if it's just a leak of a punctuation mark, it could cause Alibaba's opening price to drop by one point next Monday."

"That's tens of billions of dollars evaporating."

Lin Che abruptly stopped smiling.

His gaze turned icy and piercing, like a sharp knife stabbing straight into Zhang Wei's heart.

"Responsibility for the loss of tens of billions of US dollars in state-owned assets."

"Team Leader Zhang."

"Can you carry that uniform?"

Dead silence.

Absolute silence.

Zhang Wei's hand froze in mid-air.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples.

He was indeed entrusted by "above" to investigate this young man, but he did not expect that what this young man was holding in his hands was the most important "economic and political task" in the entire city of Hangzhou, and even the entire province—Alibaba's listing.

Old Xiao seized the opportunity.

He stepped between the two, blocking Zhang Wei's view.

"Team Leader Zhang!"

Old Xiao took out his phone, and the screen showed that he was on a call with the contact name "[Municipal Party Committee Secretary Liu]".

"Secretary Liu is online right now, why don't you report to him about your work?"

Zhang Wei's face turned pale instantly.

He glanced at the Passat in the distance, then at Lin Che's confident and fearless face.

He knew he was being used as a pawn.

Moreover, this gun almost went off and blew his hand apart.

"Since...since there are important trade secrets..."

Zhang Wei put away the notification letter, his voice a little dry, "Then we'll reschedule for another day. But Mr. Lin, please keep your communication channels open and cooperate with the investigation at any time."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand.

"Fall back!"

The blue and white striped car came quickly and went quickly.

The black Passat in the distance seemed to realize that the operation had failed, and silently started up and blended into the traffic.

"call......"

Old Xiao let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"You little brat, you've got some nerve! If you had really started causing trouble just now..."

"It won't cause any trouble."

Lin Che picked up his suitcase and walked towards the black Audi A6 that had been waiting for a long time by the roadside.

"Before the IPO bell-ringing ceremony."

He opened the car door, glanced back at Lao Xiao, and gave him a meaningful look.

"I am Alibaba's stock price."

"Anyone who dares to touch me is risking Mr. Ma's life."

......

The car door closed.

It isolates you from the outside heat and noise.

The car was air-conditioned, so it was a bit chilly.

In the driver's seat, a massive body was struggling to turn its head.

It's Fatty Wang.

In just half a month, he had gained weight again, and his eye bags were as dark as a panda's, but his eyes were sparkling with an excited light.

"Brother Che! Awesome!"

Fatty Wang gave a thumbs up. He had seen the whole scene. "Even the people from the Industry and Commerce Bureau were scared away by you. That bastard Li Mo is probably smashing the steering wheel in his car right now."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Lin Che loosened his tie and leaned back in the seat.

Although the standoff just now lasted only a few minutes, it was as exhausting as a high-intensity negotiation.

"How's the matter I asked you to handle going?"

"It's all here."

Fatty Wang handed over a tablet computer.

The data on the screen is not logistics data.

Instead, it's a WeChat interface.

"Brother Che, take a look at this."

Wang Pangzi's voice was trembling with excitement.

"From the moment you boarded the plane until now, when you landed."

"The backend data of WePinTuan has exploded."

Lin Che took the tablet.

The screen displays a typical family WeChat group.

【A Loving Family (12)】

The message is flooding the screen:

"Second Aunt: @Everyone, help me cut the price! It's really free! I've already received a box of Qingfeng tissues!"

"[Link] Help me cut the price and get a free gift!"

"Cousin: I received it too! I'm still 0.5 yuan short, can someone help me count it?"

"[Link] Pinduoduo... oh no, I mean Micro Group Buying, help get cash!"

It's not just this one group.

Fatty Wang switched between several interfaces.

Classmate groups, colleague groups, and even neighborhood residents' groups.

The red links, like a red virus, are spreading at an alarming rate through Tencent's social media ecosystem.

"Tencent has blocked our domain name."

As Wang Pangzi drove, he excitedly said, "But Che-ge, your 'resurrection' trick is brilliant! We used a second-level domain name that Taobao was using for redirection. If Tencent dares to block us, it's the same as blocking Taobao! They're too afraid to act now!"

Lin Che stared at the frantically fluctuating numbers on the screen.

Real-time Users: 10,240,000

Ten million.

In just the time it takes to complete a flight, the number of users has exceeded ten million.

He reached out and gently stroked the red link on the screen.

It's like petting a monster that has just hatched.

A monster that grows inside the enemy's body, feeding on the enemy's blood.

"Fatty."

Lin Che turned off the tablet and looked out the window at the rapidly receding night view of Hangzhou.

In the distance, Alibaba's Binjiang campus is brightly lit, resembling a city that never sleeps.

Further afield are hundreds of millions of ordinary people who crave to get a bargain and save money.

"drive."