The air marshal looked at the pocket contact lens in Wu Zhou's hand. If Wu Zhou hadn't shown it completely in front of his eyes and only looked at the front, he wouldn't have been able to tell.
Looking at Zhang Pingping, her eyes also showed surprise and suspicion. This didn't look like a civilian.
"The camera behind me is from his sunglasses, but he just took them off, and it should be in the left pocket of his jacket now."
Wu Zhou then said again that the air police saw the man Wu Zhou pointed out.
"This beauty and I don't know each other at all, so don't slander her. And you said that I have a camera because I have a camera. Why do you hand it over when you ask me to hand it over? Do you have this right? I still say you He's wearing something, comrade policeman, search him too, I saw it in his underwear." The man retorted.
The air marshal also looked at Wu Zhou with a slightly helpless look. In fact, even if this is true, the punishment is not very severe.
There is a high probability of being detained for not more than five days or being fined not more than 500 yuan.
The only thing that made him pay some attention at the moment might be that the camera's craftsmanship was too good and he needed to check it out.
Moreover, on the plane, it was said that stability should be the priority. We’ll talk about everything after we get off the plane.
The air police wanted to talk to Wu Zhou alone, so he decided to forget it for now and wait until he got off the plane.
At this time, the assistant not far away quickly unbuckled his seat belt and walked to the air marshal.
The air marshal thought he was an accomplice for a moment, "I am Mr. Wu's assistant, and I have news I want to tell you."
The air marshal looked at Wu Zhou, who nodded.
After a moment, the air police looked at Wu Zhou differently.
If different identities are secretly photographed, the results will definitely be different.
To use an extreme analogy, is it the same as being secretly photographed of ordinary people and being secretly photographed of a country’s leaders?
No matter what you say, Wu Zhou is the most virtuous person in China and a billionaire. How could the purpose behind this kind of tracking and secret photography be too simple?
"Sir, I hope you will cooperate."
The man wanted to say something else, but looking at the air marshal's firm eyes and his pressing movements, he could only take out the sunglasses from his pocket.
But they are sunglasses that look very ordinary.
The air marshal tried it on, it was almost the same as ordinary glasses, and looked at Wu Zhou with doubtful eyes.
Wu Zhou took the glasses.
"It's just ordinary glasses." The man said with a smile, but his body was slightly stiff, and his eyes looked at the glasses in Wu Zhou's hand from time to time.
Wu Zhou recalled the man's actions in his memory.
After putting on the glasses, I lightly clicked 5 times on the right side of the glasses frame, and some numbers suddenly appeared on the glasses.
Of course, Wu Zhou wouldn't be able to do more specific operations. Just now, he was imitating the operation he encountered at the end of summer.
Wu Zhou directly handed the glasses to the air marshal, and took them with doubtful eyes. The air marshal's expression became serious at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The last camera of the man was the button of his shirt, but now the button had fallen under his seat.
The three people's equipment was too professional, and the air police finally handcuffed them all.
At this time, all the passengers in the first class cabin looked like they had experienced something.
Some people even expressed curiosity as to how they bought this thing and how it passed the security check, but most of them looked at Wu Zhou with curious eyes.
After all, he is definitely not an ordinary person to be treated like this.
Wu Zhou always wore a mask. They didn't recognize him at first, so they just thought he was an ordinary young man.
But now, when attention is paid to Wu Zhou.
Gradually, people began to notice that Wu Zhou looked familiar.
Then he started whispering to the people around him.
"It seemed familiar. I felt like I had seen it somewhere before, but I didn't remember it for a while."
"Is it that star?"
"No way, I never pay attention to those celebrities."
"When you say that, it sounds like he looks familiar, but he's not a celebrity."
"Why does it feel a bit like the young boss of Qiao Fei's family that I saw every day some time ago."
"The boss of Qiao Fei's family, who is the most virtuous person in China?"
"Why doesn't such a rich man buy a private jet?"
"I guess I should buy it after this time."
"You look so young."
The chatter became more and more frequent, and finally the flight attendant had to step in to ask these people to keep quiet so as not to disturb other passengers' rest.
But when these flight attendants passed by Wu Zhou's seat, they always glanced at Wu Zhou and asked kindly if they needed anything.
If the number of times other first-class passengers were served was 1, then Wu Zhou might be 3.
Wu Zhou asked for a blanket and leaned directly on the seat to fall asleep.
After another hour, Wu Zhou and his group got off the plane. Wu Zhou got off the plane, and the people who picked him up were already waiting.
But Wu Zhou and the others had to go to the police station first. After all, this was what Wu Zhou had requested.
With the cooperation of the police station and the police, the information captured by the cameras was found one by one, and even part of their own words were recorded.
This group of people had already planned.
However, Wu Zhou had already left at this time, and he was a little late. He asked his assistant to report to him at any time for the follow-up matters.
By the way, Wu Zhou was surrounded by two more police officers with good force value for personal protection.
When a star holds a concert, a group of police officers will be deployed to maintain public order at the venue, just to avoid trouble before it happens.
Wu Zhou's status and influence are not much more important than those celebrities.
In addition, Wu Zhou was actually followed and secretly photographed.
Who knows what the person behind the scenes will do next.
However, while at the police station, Wu Zhou also initially understood some of the truth.
Just last night, the U.S. stock market melted down again.
Wu Zhou, as the absolute main force in short-selling, even went so far as to short-sell with leverage. Of course, he made a lot of money. The total amount in his account now reached 31.6 billion U.S. dollars, and he made nearly 30 billion U.S. dollars from U.S. stocks. .
At the beginning, those people were just curious whether there was another financial genius on Wall Street. Some top private equity investors even wanted to take a closer look and maybe they could cooperate in the future. But after digging deeper, I discovered that this man who made a lot of money was actually a Chinese.
After further investigation, information about Wu Zhou's huge industry in China and his recent huge profits from masks can be easily revealed.
A young boss of a retail industrial company, a business wizard, and a financial wizard?
First, collect as much public and private information about Wu Zhou as possible, and then we will make further targeted plans based on the intelligence details.
Of course, in China after all, those military methods are relatively reluctant and more sinister.
After knowing the result, Wu Zhou sighed helplessly.
It seems that I can no longer keep a low profile anymore.
In fact, with his worth, he should have had several bodyguards.
But before, Wu Zhou had always been very low-key.
But after this wave of masks, Wu Zhou was 'too high-profile'.
In the business car, Wu Zhou sent a message to the secretary of the big leader whom he had met before. Anyway, he had said before that if he had anything to do, he could contact him at any time.
Isn't this a problem now?
As for Runan Capital, Wu Zhou also sent the same message by the way.
"I need some outstanding retired soldiers to be bodyguards. Contact them for me."
"What happened?" Liu Mei immediately called back and asked directly.
"Being followed." Wu Zhou said concisely.
"Okay, I understand. I will give you an answer today."
Wu Zhou looked at the hung up phone and felt more at ease.
His own safety is important, but he cares more about the safety of his family.
the other side.
In an office building in Beijing.
The secretary to the chief had just printed out the information from the Magic City Police Station. It was impossible for him to make a decision based on Wu Zhou's words.
But after reading it, he didn't think it was simple.
Although I am curious about how Wu Zhou was targeted by foreign forces, after all, Wu Zhou’s base is almost all in China, and he only recently started selling some masks abroad.
(End of chapter)
