"Who is this Huang Shitong?"

After the meeting, Zhou Yu went home and asked Lao Gao.

The people who can come here are not ordinary people, so Zhou Yu didn't say anything on the spot. He just said that it depends on whether he is busy or not. Anyway, there is room for him to go or not.

"Oh, a veteran broker, don't underestimate him. This kind of person has a deep network of connections and can be called a golden hand in the stock market."

Lao Gao sat on the sofa and drank tea: "There are several people like him. There is a word called the Landlord Club, which is the name given to them by outsiders.

Xiangjiang is a financial center, and they have been gold medal brokers for decades, controlling the stock market. Think about it, how many listed companies do they have to do with, and how many companies are they manipulated behind the scenes?"

"Oh~, I'm just relying on inside information to make money." Zhou Yu chuckled: "Do you think I'm not in the Commercial Crime Investigation Department and can't threaten them?"

There is always a sense of déjà vu being delivered to your doorstep and rushing to be reincarnated.

"They are just looking for you to play ball, and you are thinking about how to get others in?" Lao Gao said blankly.

"Then they can't take it. Having attended my son's full moon reception gives you a protective umbrella, right?"

"Who will dare to talk to you after this? I mentioned that after having a meal, I was targeted. If you come again, no one will dare to come."

"It would be best not to find one. If I have the time, I might as well change my son's diapers... But what you are saying is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"If anyone who comes today doesn't come next time, he or she has something up his sleeve. I'll keep an eye on him as usual."

Lao Gao laughed and shook his head: "They probably came to you just to give you some benefits and invest in advance.

For example, in this charity ball game, you don't have to pay, you just stand on the platform, and the name of charity falls on you.

And do you really think it’s so easy to find evidence for this group of people? They are all old foxes who have become smart. The Commercial Crime Investigation Bureau has been investigating them for several years, but there has been no progress at all.”

"To be honest, I'm too lazy to care. I'm too busy with my own affairs." Zhou Yu stretched out, leaned comfortably on the sofa, and relaxed his neck.

The accumulation of capital must be bloody. If there is a problem, there must be a problem, but Zhou Yu is really unprofessional in the commercial crime case.

The only thing I can think of is eavesdropping and tracking.

One trick works all over the place. As for insider trading, you always have to make a phone call or talk in person...it doesn't seem to be a big problem.

Lu Minghua's face flashed through Zhou Yu's mind. He paused, stood up, and thought: "Hey, tell me, can some oil be produced from these people?"

"There must be oil, and it's still a lot of oil, but what do you want to do? I told you that it's hard to find evidence."

"No, today Lu Minghua told me that he was short of money..."

Zhou Yu gave Lao Gao a look that you should understand.

"Funding for third-generation communication systems?"

Lao Gao was stunned and immediately clapped his hands: "Get it done."

Then Lao Gao laughed. The collected black money must be turned over to the treasury, but after you pay it, it will be easier to get it. Those people are all rich and rich, and some of them have money.

One billion is not too much, right?

"Hey, didn't you just say not to touch these people?" Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows and joked.

"Everything is for the police force." Lao Gao picked up the teacup and drank tea.

If this thing comes to pass, then the management team's expression will be interesting. They shouted every day to let the action team bleed, but in the end they were able to solve it for him with extra money.

What is the ability to deal with things? This is called the ability to deal with things!

...

Secretary O, secretary Li Jiajun walked into Zhou Yu's office.

"This is the information I can find." Li Jiajun put a stack of documents on the table.

"Keep it short." Zhou Yu looked up at him.

"The Landowners Association, headed by Huang Shitong, is estimated to be five people, I'm not sure.

During the Hong Kong stock market crash in 1973, they used their brains and rationality to jointly attack foreigners and protect the local stock market in Hong Kong. It indeed had a very good effect, saving many small businesses that were about to go bankrupt at the time, and also preventing foreign capital from trading at low prices in the stock market.

It's time to acquire our business.

But later on, I probably couldn't control my own hands and started playing the game of a capital boss, manipulating the stock price at will and seeking profits.

It’s very difficult to convict them.”

Li Jiajun shrugged: "If you want to catch such financial giants, you must either have evidence that they operate the stock market, or they have other illegal behaviors.

But with their current social status, they will definitely not do stock trading personally, there will be middlemen, that is, traders.

As for other illegal activities, to be honest, at their level of wealth, there is no problem that cannot be solved with money, and it is difficult to catch them."

"You think you can't do it?"

"It's indeed a bit difficult, I have to think about it..." Li Jiajun said thoughtfully.

"By the time you figure it out, the day lilies are already cold. Come on, follow me outside."

Zhou Yu picked up his clothes and took a look at each office as he passed by. Now Chen Guorong was the only one there. He led his men and went straight to the CIB, asked for several sets of bugs, turned around and followed Huang Shitong.

Huang Shitong had a villa on the top of the mountain. He was old and rarely went out. Zhou Yu waited at the door for a whole day and never saw him come out.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, a luxury car drove out and drove straight to a leisure and entertainment club in the luxury area of ​​Deep Water Bay. Huang Shitong got out of the car and walked in with a driver and bodyguard.

"It looks like it's a membership system, so we can't get in," Chen Guorong said.

Zhou Yu looked at the luxurious decoration of the club door and thought for a moment: "If you do this, call a few military uniforms over and say they will inspect and confirm the room."

"What a great idea." Chen Guorong clapped his hands and started making phone calls excitedly.

In twenty minutes, Zhou Yu got the room information. There were indeed 5 people in the room, all old men, playing cards and having no gambling money.

The next step was to wait patiently. At 2 o'clock in the morning, the club finally closed.

"Guorong, go in and install the bug."

Fortunately, Chen Guorong was brought along, otherwise Zhou Yu would have had to do it himself.

"good."

Chen Guorong picked up the equipment and put it into a bag, got out of the car and sprinted, climbing along the wall into the second floor of the club.

He bit the flashlight in his mouth and checked the direction. He had just come for an inspection not long ago, and he quickly found the exclusive room for the five people.

This room is the long-term private room where the landlord will stay.

When Chen Guorong walked in, he glanced around and quickly aimed at a table in the middle of the room. He wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation of the card players. There was no place where he could listen more clearly than under the table.

Chen Guorong took out the instrument, naturally tilted his head and looked at the bottom of the table, and then was stunned. This little thing was so unique, it actually looked like a bug... He shook his eyes, frowned and confirmed again, then lowered his head and looked at

With the bug in his hand, he twitched his mouth...

He took out the walkie-talkie and said silently: "One piece of good news, one piece of bad news."

"Bad news." Zhou Yu said.

"It was boarded first, and I saw the bug."

"Where's the good news?"

Chen Guorong touched the outer edge of the bug under the table: "It's for civilian use."

This means that he is not from the police. Zhou Yu quickly replied: "Then put it under the sofa."

"good."

Chen Guorong turned his head and looked at the luxurious sofa beside him. He pressed his body close to the ground and turned his head to look under the sofa. He was stunned again.

"One piece of bad news, and another piece of bad news."

"...Does this give me a choice?"

"There is also a bug under the sofa. It looks like a high-end product."

"Have you entered the exhibition hall? Can you still find it if you change places?"

Zhou Yu understood what he meant. This meant that there were two groups of people eavesdropping on these people at the same time. This was a bit interesting and very popular.

"Then should I pretend?" Chen Guorong felt a little numb for a moment.

"Pick a place that's pleasing to the eye and install it directly."

"Then I can express myself freely."

"As long as it's not in the toilet."

"That toilet might be a camera..."

"...Who do you think would be interested in those old men taking a piss?"

"That's right."

Chen Guorong chuckled, searched around, and simply stuffed it into the cracks of the sofa. Anyway, cib's products were good.

I sat on the sofa and tried it out. No problem. I clapped my hands and left.

o recorder, conference room, case analysis meeting.
To be continued...