Chapter 281 Underground Transactions Exposed
"Why?" Huo Qibang looked at his mother, puzzled. "Mom, shouldn't we press our advantage?"
“Because the other party hasn’t run out of funds yet.” Fang Lanxin turned around. “Qibang, you must remember, the competition in the capital market is about endurance, not explosive power.”
"The other side still has at least four billion yuan in funds. If we rashly retaliate, we will only deplete our own strength."
"What we need to do is wait. Wait until the enemy runs out of ammunition and supplies, and then deliver the fatal blow."
Kenneth Fok nodded thoughtfully.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Fang Lanxin's phone rang.
It's Lingye.
"Madam, I've found it!" Ling Ye's voice was low, but he couldn't hide his excitement. "I've found the underground trading points between the fourth branch of the family and those overseas capital entities!"
Fang Lanxin immediately sat up straight. "Where?"
“It’s an old factory in Mong Kok that’s ostensibly a scrap metal recycling business, but it’s actually a money laundering operation,” Ling Ye said. “I have a brother who works there, and he told me that people come here to make deals every night after 10 p.m.
"Is it also tonight?"
"Yes. And tonight's transaction volume is huge, at least three billion."
Fang Lanxin tapped her fingers on the table.
Three billion.
This should be the funds the other party plans to use to continue dumping shares tomorrow.
"A-Ye, where are you now?"
“I’m right outside the factory,” Ling Ye said. “Madam, would you like me to go in and take a look?”
"Don't act rashly." Fang Lanxin stood up. "Give me the address, I'll be there right away."
"Madam, it's dangerous here, you can't come!" Ling Ye exclaimed anxiously. "These people are armed, what if something happens..."
“I know what I'm doing,” Fang Lanxin interrupted him. “Aye, trust me.”
Ling Ye was silent for a few seconds. "Okay, I'll send you the location. But Madam, you must be careful."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Lanxin picked up her coat and prepared to go out.
Kenneth Fok pushed the door open and came in. "Mom, where are you going so late?"
"I have something to take care of." Fang Lanxin buttoned up her coat. "Qibang, you should go back and rest. We have a tough battle to fight tomorrow."
"Mother..."
"Listen to me." Fang Lanxin patted her son's shoulder and turned to leave the office.
Half an hour later, Fang Lanxin's car stopped on a secluded street in Mong Kok.
Lingye emerged from the shadows.
"lady."
"How is the situation?"
“Those people haven’t arrived yet.” Ling Ye pointed to the scrap metal factory in front of them. “But my brother said they usually don’t arrive until 10:30.”
Fang Lanxin glanced at her watch. It was 10:10.
Is your brother reliable?
“Reliable.” Ling Ye nodded. “He grew up with me, he wouldn’t lie to me.”
“Okay.” Fang Lanxin took out a voice recorder from her bag. “Later, try to get close to them and record the transaction.”
"Madam, what are you doing?"
"Get the evidence." Fang Lanxin's eyes were cold. "With these recordings, I can bring down the fourth branch of the family and all those overseas capital."
Ling Ye took the recorder. "I understand."
The two hid in the alley opposite the factory, waiting quietly.
At 10:25, three black cars stopped at the factory gate.
Seven or eight people got off the bus, led by a middle-aged man wearing glasses.
“It’s Lin Haitao.” Fang Lanxin recognized the man.
Ling Ye narrowed his eyes. "That trader from Wall Street?"
"right."
A few minutes later, two more cars drove up.
Fang Lanxin also knew the people who came down this time.
He is Lao Zhang, a confidant of Huo Zhenxiong and the steward of the fourth branch of the Huo family.
"It really was them." Fang Lanxin clenched her fist.
Ling Ye was about to get up when Fang Lanxin stopped him. "Wait."
"lady?"
"Wait a little longer." Fang Lanxin stared at the factory gate. "There are still people who haven't arrived."
Sure enough, five minutes later, another car drove up.
A young man in a suit got out of the car.
Fang Lanxin froze when she saw the person's face clearly.
They are from the Huo family.
But it's not a four-bedroom house.
It belongs to the eldest son's family.
He is Mr. Huo's nephew, Huo Zhenhua.
"How could it be him?" Fang Lanxin murmured to herself.
In her past life, she never knew that the first wife's family had also participated in this capital hunt.
Ling Ye noticed Fang Lanxin's shock. "Madam, do you know that person?"
“I know them.” Fang Lanxin took a deep breath. “Aye, go and record them right now. Remember, you must record every single word they say.”
"good!"
Ling Ye crouched down and quietly crept to the window next to the factory.
Fang Lanxin stood in the alley, her palms sweaty.
She never expected that the first wife would also betray the Huo family.
In her past life, she always believed that the first wife's family was on her side.
But now it seems that everyone in the Huo family, except for her, Huo Qibang, and Huo Siya, is plotting against her.
Voices could be heard coming from inside the factory.
"Mr. Lin, here is tonight's three billion." Old Zhang's voice said.
“Very good.” Lin Haitao’s voice. “I will continue to dump shares tomorrow. In three days at most, the Huo Group will be finished.”
"Mr. Lin, how many shares will our fourth branch get?" Old Zhang asked.
"Twenty percent."
"Only twenty percent?" Old Zhang's voice rose. "Mr. Lin, our fourth branch put in a lot of effort!"
“Old Zhang, don’t be too greedy.” This time it was Huo Zhenhua who spoke. “It’s already good that the fourth branch can get 20%, while our first branch only gets 15%.”
"And what about the rest?"
“Of course it’s ours,” Lin Haitao sneered. “Do you Huo family really think you can take over the entire Huo Group?”
"dream."
Silence fell over the factory.
After a while, Old Zhang's voice rang out again. "Mr. Lin, our Fourth Master asked if there's been any movement from Fang Lanxin's side?"
"Her?" Lin Haitao scoffed. "What waves can a woman make?"
"She did put up a fight in the stock market today, but it was no use. She's almost out of money and won't last until the end of the week."
"That's good." Old Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.
"By the way, Mr. Huo," Lin Haitao turned to Huo Zhenhua, "can your eldest son's side really control Old Master Huo?"
"Don't worry," Huo Zhenhua smiled. "My grandfather isn't in good health right now and basically doesn't concern himself with company affairs. Besides, he trusts my father the most. As long as my father agrees, there won't be any problems with the eldest branch of the family."
"very good."
The group chatted for a while longer before starting to count the money.
Ling Ye was lying under the window, his voice recorder on the whole time.
Suddenly, a roar came from inside the factory.
"Who's outside!"
Ling Ye's heart tightened.
Oh no, we've been found out.
Just as he was about to run, two burly men rushed out and grabbed his arms.
"Madam, run!" Ling Ye shouted into the alley.
Fang Lanxin gritted her teeth, turned around and ran.
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