Author: Smoking Clownfish

It took several minutes for Fuxing Guo to recover.

He dialed a phone number with slightly trembling legs, wanting to confirm his suspicion, but at the same time hoping that he was wrong.

"He helped me find out!"

The other end of the phone promised Donglai: "Call me back in two hours."

Once his brain returned to normal operation, Fuxing Guo's strongman temperament was restored, and he picked up the demonstration again and made a call.

"Pang Zizhao, let me come to his office!"

After a while, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses walked into Fuxing Guo's office.

"Mr. Guo, do you have anything to do with him?"

"What method can I use to find out all the information about the financial director of Lu Group, including where he lives, before twelve o'clock tomorrow morning?"

Fuxing Guo turned to Pang Zi and said, "Whatever the price is for your farm, just ask for it!"

Pang Zizhao nodded and left neatly.

Then Fuxing Guo started calling his own financial director.

“How much spare cash does the company have now?”

Listening to the financial director's report, Fuxing Guo frowned slightly: "Seven hundred thousand yuan, he called Pei Xing. I must withdraw two million in cash before seven o'clock. He is waiting for my news at the company!"

I made phone calls one after another and arranged one thing after another until I was done going east at around eight o'clock.

What needs to be done has been done. Fuxing Guo is walking on a swivel chair and smoking a cigarette, waiting for feedback from all aspects of the news.

"Chairman, you haven't eaten much dinner, so he ordered a takeaway for you."

The female assistant came in, walked to the desk and asked cautiously: "You want to eat something to fill your stomach, right?"

Fuxing Guo was thinking about something when his thoughts were interrupted by his assistant, who suddenly looked up at her.

The assistant was stared at by that look and trembled all over.

You must have been scolded like a storm when you received Donglai, right?

"come over!"

"?"

The female assistant was stunned for a moment, but then Minghong came over and quickly walked around the desk.

A few minutes later, the protest rang, and Fuxing Guo looked at the number to see if it was a call from Pang Zizhao, who was helping him get information about the financial director of Lu Group.

"Mr. Guo, I have heard about it, including the information about where his home is. He will edit the relevant information now and send it to you to show your presence!"

"good!"

Fuxing Guo also hung up the phone neatly. After waiting for a few minutes, he opened the text message showing Wang the reading prompt.

He suddenly paused in the middle of reading. He took several deep breaths in succession. After he recovered, he focused his attention on the content of the information again.

No, because he wanted to know the relevant information about the financial director of the Lu Group, and at the same time called Pei Xing to withdraw money without mercy, he rushed to Yong City overnight and bought it from the financial director with two million.

A piece of information: What is the current financial status of Ruming’s Lu Group?

The Hong Kong stock market is in a relatively stable state. With Yonghua Bank repeatedly mentioning it, the boss Guo finally began to get closer to the truth of the crisis after drawing all his attention.

So what Hong Jieru said is right, a first-class boss like Fuxing Guo. Which one is not a simple person?

And once the direction is clear, the ability to implement it vigorously and resolutely is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

"Bring the takeout in and he'll have something to eat!"

After the assistant had finished leaving, Fuxing Guo thought that he would like to rush to Yongshi overnight and decided to have something to eat.

Keke was really hungry, even a simple takeout meal was eaten quickly.

"Takeaway is really convenient now. I wonder if there is a Guoke I Daishiwang. You can almost order food directly on the APP without leaving home."

The little assistant was nagging while clearing the table.

Fuxing Guo's face darkened again, because he discovered one thing: whether it was the demonstration mentioned by his assistant or the takeaway he had just eaten, it was all related to Wang Yu. Unknowingly,

, Wang Yu Qidong’s corporate products have begun to penetrate into daily life in the city.

Just as he was sighing with emotion, the financial director of his own group called and said that the two million had been collected and the car had now returned to the parking lot in the east basement of the company building.

There was no time to sigh, Fuxing Guo stood up and said to his assistant: "Leave it there and let the administrative secretary come take care of it. I will accompany him to Ningbo City overnight!"

Now he just needs a call back from his friend.

At early ten o'clock, on the Shanghai-Hangzhou-Ningbo Expressway, Fuxing Guo received a call from a friend.

"Lao Guo, I am too courageous to cause such a big disturbance on Zhejiang Road!"

Fuxing Guo's friend is not outside the Yongcheng city system. The first sentence he said was very serious: "It's hard to count the number of small bosses involved now. I offer such a high rate of return."

"How big is the whole thing?"

The person on the phone was stunned for a moment: "I don't even know?"

"Let me answer him first. Based on the information I found, how big was the financing scale of Zhedong Road?"

Fuxing Guo's question went straight to the core. Although his tone was calm during the phone call, Fei's legs holding the token had begun to shake slightly and uncontrollably.

"He knows the exact amount. Some say three to four billion, and some say five or six billion."

His friend said in a very serious tone: "It is estimated that it will not be less than three billion, and it will not be less than one hundred thousand, several million, or tens of thousands of small funds. There are many enterprises among small bosses."

Mutual guarantee, borrowing money from the bank to support my financing, whether you value my name, Lao Guo, there is a 15% rate of return!"

"grass!"

After listening to the set of data, Fuxing Guo felt cold and couldn't help but curse.

"?"

The person on the other end of the phone also felt something good: "Lao Guo, don't talk about that thing about me. Yes, did I say that Lu Zhifeng was up to something in there?"

The two parties on the call were silent for a long time.

"He was on his way to Yongshi. He was a female horseman. At the end of the month, he was hunting geese and was pecked by geese."

"Lao Guo, please tell me if that matter is shocking, I can't get away from it!"

Fuxing Guo's friend sighed on the phone: "The key thing is that it is not a spontaneous act among the people. Even if you know about it in person, you can easily intervene. I have to take care of all the big and small things."

"What kind of storm has he not seen?"

Although my scalp was numb, it was still Big Brother Guo, and my mind was particularly clear at that time.

He analyzed it logically: "The scale of his financing is only over one billion, and all the money is in his account. At worst, he will lose tens of millions and clear it out in advance. As for the money the Lu family borrowed in his name,

Didn't he ask to clarify the matter when he came over? Don't let Lu Zhifeng take the responsibility for it!"

He said that, but after he hung up the phone, Guo's temple fluid started to jump.

He raised more than 2 billion from Hualong Fund, and then the money was locked in the Oceanwide account; then he raised the first financing from Zhejiang Road to expand, and consumed half of the money in the process of building the Fuxing Department.

Therefore, the bloody fight on the Hong Kong stock market after receiving Donglai has held back the remaining capital of Dongfang.

After finally raising money for the second time, the billions were used to fight back and cope with unexpected situations, but Yonghua Bank suddenly sent him a letter, asking him to increase capital for the originally pledged equity.

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What followed was a bigger crisis. Lu Zhifeng actually used his financing name to secretly raise money for the Lu Group, causing a huge disaster in the private capital market of East Zhejiang Road.

Once a thunderstorm breaks out and the Lu family father and son run away, they will wonder whether he can revive Guo to shoulder the responsibility.

If it weren't for the caution from Yonghua Bank that made me pay attention to the crisis, the Fuxing Department would have disappeared in a short time. When I think of that ending

Yan Zhenchao, the financial director of Lu Group, did not expect that Fuxing Guo would be at the door at twelve o'clock in the night. He stopped his wife who asked to call the police and let him into his home.

"Mr. Guo."

Yan Zhenchao was not stupid. He knew in his heart that he was looking for something. Fuxing Guo must have noticed something, so he couldn't even say polite words.

Two bodyguards placed the four black legged suitcases on the glass coffee table and opened them one by one, revealing that they were filled with cash.

"Two million, buy me a piece of news!"

Fuxing Guo looked into Yan Zhenchao's eyes and said, "What's the financial situation of Lu Group?"

Yan Zhenchao glanced at the cash on the coffee table, and then said in embarrassment: "Mr. Guo, isn't that right?"

"I want to know, if there is no problem with Mr. Lu, the news I gave him will not matter. If there is a problem with Mr. Lu, have I ever thought about my future? Do I plan to sink the ship with the Lu Group?"

Fuxing Guo Ying looked at the financial director: "Please leave a way out for yourself!"

Gritting his teeth, Yan Zhenchao looked at his wife who was standing aside and looked a little stupid: "Bring him the cigarettes from the study!"

"Slap him!"

Fuxing Guo motioned to his assistant.

After lighting a cigarette, Yan Zhenchao took a few puffs, and then slowly said: "In fact, since 2006, Lu's Group has been going downhill, especially in 2008, when the company was heading eastward.
To be continued...