According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.
...Chapter 394 On the Importance of Chicken
Zhao Shanhai explained the operation of the previous night to Xing Baohua in detail, assuring her that there was no need to worry about anything else.
What Zhao Shanhai couldn't understand was why they needed to scare him. If they had done something even more ruthless back then, that person probably wouldn't be seeing the sun rise today.
Actually, there's a little unspoken understanding involved: the other party didn't play dirty tricks on him; they only used overt methods.
As a last resort, Xing Baohua didn't want to resort to underhanded tactics.
This is the great United States! One of the most promiscuous countries, where money can buy anything.
Besides, Xing Baohua didn't know whether Da Lianpu was involved; he had no direct evidence, only suspicion.
Just from this, I bet Big Face Pu will have a lot to think about.
Nobody would believe that was an accident.
The remaining task was to do everything in their power to find Polstein's whereabouts.
Xing Baohua put in a lot of effort for this guy, including the chaotic faction in the south, the professional faction in the north, and the ragtag group recruited by Zhao Shanhai's stepson and brother-in-law.
The lineup can be described as impressive.
See, the cost of eliminating one person is exceptionally high.
The FBI has identified Jefferson as a prime suspect and is also investigating leads related to him.
Now, people from all walks of life are looking for him.
However, as if he had received some information, he went into hiding.
But it's okay, a turtle will always stick its head out eventually.
After Zhao Shanhai left, Huang Xingyao went to Xing Baohua's office.
Show Xing Baohua the information on the companies involved in the recent gambling dispute.
Several companies had close ties with the Jefferson Company. More often, there were diversified investments and even deep collaborations involving cross-shareholdings.
These are nothing compared to the fact that the funds pooled together flowed to and from Citibank.
Now I understand. I always thought it was either Citibank or Morgan Stanley. Ever since Xing Baohua established a strategic partnership with Morgan Stanley, his business with Citibank has decreased.
Citibank might not dare to openly reprimand a major client like Xing Baohua, but with so many subsidiaries under him, a little manipulation could easily give Xing Baohua's company a severe beating.
Although there is no direct evidence that Citibank was behind it, Xing Baohua believes, based on speculation, that Citibank must have been involved, and perhaps Morgan as well.
They still owe Citibank a lot of money, and getting rid of them won't be so easy.
They can only seek revenge when the opportunity arises.
We can't deal with the US so directly and brutally. We have to use a more overt strategy, one that's aboveboard and aboveboard.
In the office, I discussed with Huang Xingyao whether the company's large expenses and accounts could be cleared out of Citibank, and we should try our best to do so.
Reduce business dealings.
When it comes to stocks and futures, Citibank is also a financial sales platform, and its branches have opened many accounts for trading within their business.
Completely clearing it out would be quite difficult. The most direct issue is still the billions of dollars owed.
Xing Baohua guessed that it was those shares that were pledged that made Citibank want to target him.
Let those cannon fodder test him; once he can't repay the money, everything Xing Baohua has mortgaged will belong to the bank.
They might even be able to terminate the risk early, as they won't hold these shares and fixed assets; they'll simply auction them off at a high price.
The profit from this is greater than the interest earned.
They're a bunch of heartless scum who eat people alive.
After Huang Xingyao left, Xing Baohua felt it necessary to give Huaqi a notice, at least to tell them not to do anything underhanded to him.
But I'm still thinking about how to say it.
When she wasn't too busy, Xing Baohua looked at the computer on her desk.
After staring at it for a while, it suddenly occurred to me that the United States has laid out a network in its major cities.
This was also the early stage of the Internet, although there were only 56K telephone line modems.
But in reality, it doesn't reach that speed; the internet speed is only between 3-5k.
Sending an email might be quick, but browsing websites or web pages is a different story. It's incredibly laggy, and there's hardly any content.
During this period, the main task of online communication was sending emails, making it one of the most widely used software programs.
Xing Baohua tried it out: after three Ws, he entered the English name of Citibank, and finally added .COM.
Unexpectedly, the page slowly opened by scrolling down.
It's like a promotional poster; there are no secondary pagination options, and clicking on anything has no effect.
Xing Baohua stared at it for a while, a slight smile appearing on her lips.
If I don't kill you, I'll fucking disgust you to death.
He then got up and went to the business department to ask for a few floppy disks.
When this guy arrived at the office, before closing the door, he told the receptionist that he was busy, that it wasn't a very important matter, and that he wouldn't see any outsiders, wouldn't answer the phone, etc.
Why is this guy closing the door?
Writing mini-programs, as well as some malicious and encrypted software.
Xing Baohua, a cigarette dangling from his lips, typed rapidly, muttering to himself: "If I don't teach you a lesson, you'll never know what's going on."
Perhaps they have forgotten what Xing Baohua's original main job was?
Although that main business was progressing slowly, it was ultimately still within Xing Baohua's field.
He didn't know what "white hackers" were like in America. In our country, "red hackers" are called that because the country is red (representing communism). Those guarding the internet in other places might have other names.
None of that matters; let's test the enemy's firepower first.
Xing Baohua didn't spend much time writing the mini-program. He found the server location based on the website's IP address and entered the backend in less than 30 seconds.
It was too easy to get in. Xing Baohua didn't even know what to say. The administrator password hadn't even been changed!
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