"No, that's not it."

While speaking, he picked up his shoulder bag again, opened the zipper, and took out a character clock about 20 centimeters high.

"Looking for... found it."

He picked up his things and walked to Mr. Liu's position.

At this time, Song Qingyuan, who was lying on his back on the chair, twitched the corners of his mouth.

He didn't know the meaning of Qiao Yicheng asking him to prepare this thing. He only knew that if things messed up and the things couldn't be taken back, his father would definitely break his legs, because the clock was borrowed from Uncle Cao's house -

—In his father’s name.

"Mr. Liu, look... look at this, it's pretty... beautiful. This is... an old thing from the Republic of China era. Look at the craftsmanship and the feel. Come and touch it."

Under Lin Yue's instigation, Mr. Liu gently touched the clock face. The light in his small eyes and the curvature of his mouth made him look like he was flirting with a 28-year-old beauty... In fact, the appearance of the character clock was that of a palace lady.

"I heard from Mr. Xu that Mr. Liu... likes antiques. I tried my best to persuade the second aunt... to sell it to me, Mr. Liu, Mr. Xu, come and see the lady's eyes.

, can it move? It just follows the pendulum, one left and one right, one left and one right, tick-tock-tock, tick-tock..."

When he said this, he opened [Hypnosis LV3].

Tick-tick~tick-tick~

Tick-tick~tick-tick~

Song Qingyuan was not drunk, he had been pretending to be drunk. According to the plan, he should turn on the small camera in his shoulder bag and secretly film Mr. Liu and Xu Funian while they were drunk. However, Qiao Yicheng's "tick-tick-tick" seemed to be magical.

It made him want to sleep.

"Mr. Liu, do you like this gift?"

"like."

Both Xu Funian and Mr. Liu fell into a state of drunkenness but not drunkenness while looking at the pendulum and the ladies' eyes swaying from side to side.

"Then we will make additional investment this time, so you must take good care of us."

"No...problem, I will return the money to you first."

"Mr. Liu, I have a question that I haven't been able to figure out. I don't know whether I should ask it or not."

"Ask...just ask."

"Since Hongda's business is very good, why don't you seek bank loans to expand its scale, but instead engage in private fund-raising? Doesn't this mean distributing profits to those investors?"

"Give it to them? Without them, how can we make money?"

"What's the meaning?"

"To tell you the truth, we have no way of raising funds at all. The trading company is just a pretentious shell, the purpose is to attract more people to raise funds."

"What about business dividends?"

"There are no business dividends. What is given to you is the capital raised by those who joined later."

"Ah? I took their money, what will they do?"

"Now that you have received the money, if you tell your relatives and friends about this opportunity to make a fortune, will they also use their savings to invest?"

"You mean? Tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall?"

"You are smart, or you are a cultural person. The fund-raising chain is getting longer and wider, and it is spread from ten to ten. As long as it can attract new people to join, this game can continue to be played."

"Then what if we can't play anymore?"

"We have money in our hands. If we can no longer play, won't we run away? We can fly to Hong Kong, Singapore, or Macau. The money will be enough for us to live comfortably for a lifetime."

Song Qingyuan sat across from him and was dumbfounded. People can easily lose their minds when drunk and tell secrets buried in their hearts. However, a big liar like Mr. Liu must be extra careful when encountering similar situations, or it may happen during a dinner party.

I stopped drinking when I was only 70 to 80% drunk, or I had already developed the skill of not speaking the truth after drinking, and now I poured out all the stuff in my stomach.

Even if Lin Yue told him the truth about the fund-raising, it was not as shocking as the person involved admitting it personally.

"Awesome, awesome." Lin Yue said: "Is this different from fraud?"

"Of course there is a difference." Mr. Liu said: "If it escapes, it is fraud. If it does not escape, it means poor management and business losses."

"Come on, Mr. Liu, Mr. Xu, let me toast you. I pretend that I have never heard these words, and you pretend that you have never said them. We will do whatever we do next. I don't care whether others are losing or making money, as long as we ensure that we

As long as you can make money.”

"Of course, I'm counting on you to help me make my fundraising business bigger and stronger."

Lin Yue picked up the cup, and the two men also picked up the cup with blank expressions on their faces and drank up the wine inside.

Pa da~

With a crisp sound, the wine glass fell to the ground, and Mr. Liu was spread out on the chair, seemingly too drunk to know what was going on.

Xu Funian swayed a few times, leaned down on the wine table, and fell silent.

Lin Yue stood up and walked to Song Qingyuan, poking his shoulder: "Okay, stop pretending."

Song Qingyuan opened his eyes and checked the status of Mr. Liu and Xu Funian: "Drunk?"

"Yes, how is the equipment? Did you record it?"

"It's all recorded, both video and audio."

"Are you OK?"

"I'm fine." Song Qingyuan looked at him curiously: "How come you, after drinking so much, act like you're fine?"

Why is he acting like a normal person? With his physique and abnormal skills, not to mention a bottle of liquor weighing three to five kilograms is no problem.

But the truth cannot be told.

"Didn't you hear what Xu Funian said? Everyone in our family is a big drinker when it comes to drinking."

"Yeah?"

"No, no, there are so many problems. Come, help me send people to the guest room."

Song Qingyuan first put the secret recording equipment back in the trunk, then went to the front desk to pay, and then helped Lin Yue send Xu Funian and Mr. Liu to the guest room upstairs to rest.

When he returned to the parking lot, Lin Yue did not let him drive, and decided to do it himself.

"Qiao Yicheng, you said such an important thing, why did they tell you everything?"

As Mr. Liu said, they were walking in a gray area of ​​the law. As long as they didn't take the money and run away, it was normal business behavior. But with the secretly filmed video data, it was different. It was enough to be used as physical evidence to convict of fraud.

"How did I know this? I thought I could tell a few truths by getting them drunk. Who would have thought that Mr. Liu would tell you all the secrets here? This is good, so as not to continue to entangle, expose the truth about the fund-raising as soon as possible, and be deceived.

Fewer people will be deceived."

Thinking that this was indeed the case, Song Qingyuan could only attribute the matter to Mr. Liu's personal reasons.

"You go home a little late today, edit the information in your hand, and bring it to the director tomorrow to ask for his opinion."

"good."

This is big enough news to cause a sensation. From a social and market perspective, it is related to the property security of hundreds of millions of families. It is not like the random quarrying of sand and gravel, the secret discharge of industrial wastewater, or the collection of tolls by rural gangsters and village tyrants.

Of course, he would respond to news of little weight with great vigor.

…

In the afternoon of the next day, Lin Yue, Song Qingyuan, and Director Wang finalized the next plan, and asked Song Qingyuan to take him back to his old house when get off work time came.

Qiao Zuwang sat on the chair with a dark face, while Qiao Sanli moved back and forth anxiously.

"What's wrong? This is a series of fatal calls. You still want me to come back to talk about it."

Qiao Sanli did not pick up his scarf and cotton-padded clothes today, and there was uncontrollable irritation in her voice: "Brother, Simei is missing."

"Where did you go to watch the celebrity's concert this time?"

On the contrary to Qiao Sanli, he was not in a hurry. He hung up his cotton clothes and scarf, sat down on the chair next to the dining table, picked up the tea bowl and poured a cup of hot water.

"Brother, look at this."

She handed over a note.

Lin Yue took it in his hand and took a look. There was a line of small words written on it - Third sister, tell the eldest brother not to look for me, I am going to chase love.

"Well, this is very beautiful Qiao Simei."

"Brother!"

Qiao Sanli glanced at him angrily. Is now the time to make sarcastic remarks? The last time Qiao Simei ran away from home was to go to Beijing to watch Fei Xiang's concert. At least she knew where she went and what she was doing. Now,

He just left a note saying that she was gone and still chasing love. Where was her love?

Lin Yue said: "Don't worry. When I graduated from junior high school, I dared to go to Beijing to watch a concert. Now that I am so old, it will be okay."

Qiao Zuwang slapped the teapot on the table: "Qiao Yicheng, what do you mean by saying this? Don't you care? She is your sister."

Lin Yue said: "I am her dad or you are her dad, you are not in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?"

"you……"

Just as Qiao Zuwang was about to speak, he heard footsteps outside and Qiao Erqiang walked in from outside.
Chapter completed!