Chapter 32

Furen was about to head to the Hongli Hotel when Xie Yixin called him, saying, "Alen, 0494 has plunged again. Should we enter the market?"

Furen was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Don't enter. I'm afraid this time 0494 will be reduced to scrap paper."

Xie Yixin, hearing this, playfully stuck out her tongue and turned back to start working seriously.

At the Fengli headquarters.

"Ah? Our stock prices have already stabilized since yesterday afternoon. Why are they...?" Ma Huazhi was stunned, suddenly thinking of a possibility, and couldn't help but shiver all over. He stumbled into the trading room, completely ignoring his disheveled secretary.

When he saw that the stock prices were indeed plummeting, Ma Huazhi shouted frantically, "Invest the reserve funds to stabilize the prices, we must stabilize them!"

The deputy manager, who had followed, advised, "General Manager, don't do it. I just used my authority to invest two-fifths of the reserve funds, but it didn't stop the fall; it only made it worse."

Ma Huazhi was taken aback and asked, "Where are my father and my uncle?"

The deputy manager flipped through his notes and said, "They went to Mr. Lü Youzhi's place to discuss the hotel convenience store. They might not be back until this afternoon!"

Ma Huazhi was getting anxious, "Quick, call them and tell them the situation here. Ask them to come back immediately. Tell them I have important matters to report!"

Upon learning that their stocks were plummeting again, the Ma brothers had no mood for business and rushed back.

Ma Huazhi had been waiting in Ma Guojin's office. Seeing his uncle and father walk in with grim faces, the courage he had mustered up earlier wavered, and he stammered, "Dad, Uncle!"

Ma Guolun responded, but Ma Guojin ignored him and said, "Guolun, I've already notified Rui to return from America. When she gets here, she will take over as the general manager of the securities department!"

"Big brother, that's right," Ma Guolun nodded slightly and then glared at Ma Huazhi.

Ma Huazhi was even more hesitant to speak. He bowed slightly to his elders and was about to slip out of the office. Ma Guolun, however, remembered what the deputy manager had said on the phone and called him back, "Zhi, didn't you say you had something to report?"

Ma Huazhi was startled and said awkwardly, "No, nothing. I just wanted to talk about stepping down and letting someone else take over. Since Uncle mentioned it first, there's no need to say it again."

Ma Guolun knew his son too well and didn't believe him for a moment. He pressed, "Zhi, are you hiding something from us?"

"No, really not!" Ma Huazhi waved his hands.

At that moment, the deputy manager burst in, looking panicked, "General Manager, our stocks have already fallen by more than half, and the decline continues. What should we do?" The deputy manager was a smart person; in this situation, they could either liquidate all the stocks to make some money or try to outbid the other party to raise the price. Unfortunately, he didn't have the authority to move large sums of money, so he came to seek instructions.

Ma Guolun said urgently, "Big brother, we need to stabilize the market quickly!"

"No!" Ma Guojin made a stopping gesture, "The other party is doing this wave after wave. No matter how much money we throw in, the result won't be good. It's better to let them continue and see what they're up to. As long as we hold more than 50% of the shares, Fengli will still be ours!"

Ma Guolun was enlightened and agreed with his brother's idea.

Hearing this, Ma Huazhi was reminded of Furen's words, "Make you uncomfortable for life," and shouted, "Dad, Uncle, the other party is just playing with us. He just wants to make us uncomfortable!"

"Playing? Uncomfortable?" The Ma brothers looked at each other, "Who is he?"

"A lousy cop I offended!" Ma Huazhi pouted and recounted what happened at the horse racing club, adding, "Dad, I think that lousy cop is probably a relative of the Li family. Otherwise, where would he get the money to suppress our stocks?"

"Bullshit!" Ma Guojin had more experience than Ma Huazhi. When he heard that Furen called Li Zheqian "Little Li," and Li Zheqian didn't mind, he knew Furen was not just a relative of the Li family.

Ma Guolun also glared at his son and scolded, "What are you still standing here for? Get out of here!"

"Ah? Oh, oh!" Ma Huazhi bowed and hurried out, sighing in relief outside the door, "Thank goodness, this trouble isn't on me... Damn, is the stock issue really caused by that lousy cop? If not, I'll kill him!"

Ignoring Ma Huazhi's irresponsible thoughts, Ma Guojin immediately called Li Chaoren once his nephew left.

"Hello? This is Li Chaoren!"

"Brother Li, it's Guojin here!" Ma Guojin spoke politely but was inwardly criticizing Li Chaoren for pretending to be casual.

"Is it Guojin? What's up?" Li Chaoren still sounded relaxed.

"Brother Li, do you know about the recent situation of our stocks?"

" Haven't had time to check. What's wrong?"

Li Chaoren's words almost made Ma Guojin jump. How could the top person in the city not care about the stocks with potential and background? But at this critical moment, Ma Guojin had to describe the dire situation of their stocks in detail, finally asking, "Who is that cop who calls Zheqian 'brother'? I hope you can tell me!"

"I do know a bit about him..." Li Chaoren didn't plan to hide everything from Ma Guojin, "His name is Furen. He used to be British and now works as a police officer out of interest. His wealth is not less than yours or mine. He's a nobleman! As for his specific situation, I'm not very clear." He paused and added, "I'm very busy, so I won't chat more." Then he hung up.

Ma Guojin held the phone, stunned, for a long time, his mind reeling. The Ma family's wealth was less than one-fifth of the Li family's, but Li Chaoren said Furen's wealth was "not less than yours or mine," which clearly referred to the combined wealth of both families.

The stock market, in essence, is a capital market. The Ma family had offended such a financial tycoon, and they might indeed be uncomfortable for life. Ma Guojin's mind was in chaos, and he hadn't figured out what to do next.

Furen arrived at the Hongli Hotel again. Before he could even sit down, Shi Qiang rushed over excitedly.

"Sir Furen, I found out. According to the two top girls under me, they last saw Wei Danhong last Friday."

Furen made a gesture to stop him and said, "Shi Qiang, don't rush. Call those two girls over, and I'll ask them myself."

Shi Qiang pretended to be difficult, "This... might affect their business, right?"

Furen raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Do you want me to take them to the police station for a detailed questioning? Or send them to Stanley Prison, where they won't be bothered by business?"

"No, no, no..." Shi Qiang waved his hands, "I'll call them over right away!"

Soon, two women of average beauty, dressed provocatively, followed Shi Qiang, swaying their hips.

One of them wore an extremely short skirt and had a very large chest, at least an F-cup, clearly augmented. When she was three steps away from Furen, she lunged forward.

If this vulgar woman had thrown herself into Furen's arms, one of Shi Qiang's subordinates, hiding somewhere, would have taken a photo and published it in the newspaper, making it impossible for Furen to clear his name.

Fortunately, Furen wasn't fooled by such a crude trick. He casually pulled a high-back chair in front of him. When the big-breasted woman rushed over, the back of the chair hit her stomach.

Although her lunge was stopped, her upper body still thrust forward, almost smashing into Furen's face. Fortunately, he fell back onto the sofa and then rolled backward, flipping over the armrest and standing up. He pointed at her F-cup breasts and joked, "Shi Qiang, call 999 and get a bomb disposal expert!"

"What?!" Shi Qiang, a rough man, didn't understand at first, "Sir Furen, why call a bomb disposal expert?"

Furen knew that Shi Qiang was outwardly simple but inwardly sharp, and might have orchestrated the big-breasted woman's actions. He didn't expect him to admit it and pointed at the two women, "Alright, no more talk! Shi Qiang, you said these two last saw Wei Danhong, right?"

"Right, right, right, it's them!" Shi Qiang nodded quickly, "When Sir Furen asks, don't hide anything. Tell him everything!"

"Got it, Brother Qiang!" the two women responded in a coquettish tone.

Shi Qiang nodded slightly, looking somewhat pleased, and intended to stay to listen, but was driven away by Furen's sharp gaze.

Furen didn't bother to sit and asked, "When did you last see Wei Danhong? Don't rush, you go first!" He pointed at the woman without the big breasts.

"It should have been around 4 PM last Friday. I saw Wei Danhong on the street nearby!" the woman without the big breasts said.

Furen asked, "What was the weather like? Do you have myopia? Are you sure it was her?"

"Oh, Sir Furen, my eyesight is excellent!" the woman without the big breasts pouted, "Besides, Wei Danhong is so beautiful; it's hard not to recognize her."

"4 PM, why do you remember this time so clearly?" Furen pointed at the big-breasted woman, "Hold on, let her answer this question!"

"Sir Furen, you're asking such a question, it seems you haven't visited us before!" the big-breasted woman smiled seductively, "It was only 4 PM, so there was no business. But that day, when we met Wei Danhong, she had already taken two clients and was about to go upstairs for a threesome!"

Hearing this, Furen's heart stirred, "Were those two clients regulars? What were their names? Do you recognize them?"

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