hiss--
A collective gasp immediately filled the air.
Old Li asked tremblingly, "You just said you did it all, what evidence do you have?"
"Does this require evidence? If I didn't do it, then who did it?" Chen Dong's tone changed as he looked at the group of people who were acting like they were old and arrogant.
"Speak properly," Old Lin reminded him. Even if this matter could be resolved perfectly, he didn't want Chen Dong to be in a state of being besieged on all sides.
Chen Dong wasn't stupid. He understood Lin Lao's obvious reminder perfectly. Although he was very unhappy with these people, he still answered seriously on the surface: "What Lin Lao said is right. It's very simple to get evidence. At this time, I think many news media and newspapers have already reported the news of the cargo ship entering the port."
"Two million tons of wheat entering China—such a huge goal, I think anyone with eyes can tell what it means."
Old Lin's eyes widened. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that it was indeed true. After all, it was impossible for 2 million tons of wheat to be transported back to China without being seen by anyone, let alone the fact that Chen Dong had deliberately leaked the news.
After hearing Chen Dong's words, the elderly people around him pondered for a moment and then understood. One of them, surnamed Wang, said, "I'm afraid that's not enough."
“Yes!” Chen Dong nodded, not denying it, and explained, “That’s definitely not enough. In addition to proactively leaking the information and letting them know that China imported two million tons of wheat from Russia, I also placed a large number of short positions on the September wheat futures contract.”
"Aren't you worried that if they insist on maintaining the international wheat futures price, what will you do then?"
The speaker was another elderly man, and his question was the same one everyone wanted to ask. At this moment, Chen Dong also became the focus of everyone's attention.
"Simply put, going long in the futures market means raising the price of grain, and then trading at that price at a certain time. Going short means the opposite; you deliver the specified quantity at a certain time."
"We are having a decisive battle on the September contract for international wheat futures. In other words, September is the delivery period for the contract. Whether you are a buyer or a seller, if you don't want it to actually become a spot transaction, you need to close out your delivery orders before this time."
At this point, Chen Dong looked around and continued, "You've forgotten what I just said: global wheat production has been booming, increasing by 7%-11% compared to the same period last year. The four major grain traders certainly won't choose spot trading, let alone trade at such a high price. So, they only have one option: to close their positions."
"That's why I chose to short sell at this time. I want them to know that we can't control other countries' food supply, but they can forget about controlling China's food supply."
With Chen Dong's explanation and gestures, the group finally understood the intricacies of the situation.
"I'm sorry, Brother Chen Dong. This is our fault. We didn't understand the situation and almost hurt the heart of a patriotic businessman who is devoted to the country."
"Don't say that. You are all veterans who came through the war years. Compared to what I've done, it's nothing. I've only done what I could," Chen Dong said modestly.
In fact, Chen Dong isn't being overly sympathetic. Looking at the global landscape, without a powerful backer, one would likely be devoured by these underhanded forces. Consider this conflict between Russia and Russia: they can confiscate your property just like that.
When faced with real interests, this fig leaf has long since been discarded, leaving nothing but bare underwear.
Looking at Chen Dong, Old Lin felt a sense of relief, but then his gaze toward Old Xu turned murderous.
"Secretary Wang, bring out what I asked for."
"Yes, Elder Lin." Secretary Wang nodded and quickly walked into a room. This was the task Elder Lin had assigned him last month: to thoroughly investigate the crimes committed by members of the Xu family in recent years and compile irrefutable evidence.
Previously, Old Lin did not bring it up because he was still worried about issues such as grain prices. But now it's different. According to Chen Dong, the analysis has been done, and the facts are already clear: the September contract for international wheat futures has fallen, and the four major grain traders have completely given up on using grain as leverage.
Then, it's time to settle accounts.
Not long after, Secretary Wang took out a file bag a foot thick, which contained all the information about the Xu family abusing their power for personal gain, colluding with foreign businessmen, seizing private enterprises by trickery and extortion, smuggling civilian vehicles through customs, and even several murder cases.
These irrefutable pieces of evidence, piled up to more than a foot long, were all thrown at Old Xu's face by Old Lin, who shouted, "Open your eyes wide and take a good look at your son, your daughter-in-law, and your relatives. What have they done with your power? I'm not afraid to tell you, this mountain of evidence is enough to kill your whole family a hundred times over."
"Smack!"
The documents were scattered all over the floor. Chen Dong also discovered that there were many photos mixed in with the documents. The girl in the photos had no less than a hundred scars and bloodstains of all sizes on her body.
"That beast."
Although Chen Dong was a person who had traveled from the modern era and had watched many historical films on this subject, this was the first time he had ever witnessed something truly real and happening right next to him.
Elder Li and Elder Wang, these elderly men who are several hundred years old combined, also saw the scattered documents and photos on the ground and looked on incredulously.
Old Xu picked up the document from the ground, glanced at it, and his pupils dilated instantly. After looking at the text and then at the expressions of Secretary Wang, Old Lin, and the others, he questioned, "This isn't real, this absolutely isn't real."
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