In the tower restaurant, Lu Ming glanced at Bucklo across a few tables. They were really enemies.
However, since my base in the West End has been 9802 Empire State Building, which is the floor below the Tower Restaurant, once I come to the West End, dining in the Tower Restaurant has become the norm.
Bucklo was obviously trying to raise money. The guests he invited to the opposite table looked embarrassed, shook their heads and said something.
"Commissioner Lu, have you met an acquaintance?" Sitting opposite Lu Ming was a fat Western man in his forties. His big butt was full of pressure. If he moved, the chair that was being ravaged by him would make a slight noise, and it would explode at any time. Like falling apart.
Lu Ming smiled: "Our chief committee member of Beiguan, Bucklow."
The fat man glanced over there, nodded, and said, "Commissioner Lu, you must pay attention to what I told you."
Fatty is an investigation director of the Trading and Market Supervision Office of the Donghai Securities Administration Commission, named Hilton.
The appointment with Lu Ming was a kind reminder from the supervision office to Lu Ming.
Because Han Dynasty Fund unusually conducted short-selling transactions on a single stock and violated market rules to brutally suppress it, the Supervision Office of the Securities Commission discovered this situation and made an appointment to talk to the major shareholders of Han Dynasty Fund.
According to the current Securities Market Management Law, although the behavior of the Han Dynasty Fund is not illegal, it is still on the verge of trial.
Therefore, this meeting was not an official punishment, but a kind reminder, and this was why we decided to have a private meeting.
According to current law, private equity funds do not need to disclose their internal equity structure to anyone unless there is a court order during the period of investigation. They are only responsible to their own shareholders. Because private equity funds are not open to the public, there is no harm to public fund-raising. human risk.
But public funds are different. After the issuance, any securities account has the right to purchase and is subject to strict supervision by the Securities Commission.
Especially the Han Dynasty Fund, because of its increasingly famous reputation, its financing has exceeded 100 million yuan. Among them, there are many retail investors with less than 10,000 yuan. Donghai Securities will supervise it more strictly, because if something goes wrong, countless people may be involved. families will cause serious social problems.
Lu Ming is the largest shareholder of Han Dynasty Fund, although his equity is less than 20%.
Hilton did not interview Lu Ming alone. In addition to meeting with the fund's executives, Hilton also met with the top ten shareholders of Han Dynasty Fund.
This can be regarded as pulling the fire under the kettle, fundamentally making the operators of this fund pay more attention to it.
Regardless of whether there are any mysteries in its internal management structure, this kind of interview can serve as a warning.
Lu Ming humbly accepted Hilton's sincere words and said that he would propose convening an internal meeting of major shareholders in the near future to listen to the fund management's development direction report.
Seeing Lu Ming's attitude, Hilton nodded, very satisfied and comfortable. Judging from this, this is the real aristocrat.
Unlike the fourth shareholder in the morning, who was a baron, he didn't say anything. His wife scolded him so much that if you have a problem, go to the CEO or COO. If not, go to the trader. I'll vote for you. I get bonuses for my money, and it’s none of my business if I break the rules or not.
Seeing that the real thing has already been said.
"Come on, this wine is pretty good!" In fact, before Lu Ming could signal, Shirley, who was wearing a light green dress and was beautiful and dazzling, had already stood up, holding the red wine in her hand with great elegance and poured a small half glass into the goblet in front of Hilton. .
Hilton sighed softly in his heart, what else can he say, the personal secretary is more beautiful and has a better figure than most celebrities.
The beautiful secretary also meticulously recorded what she said just now, which made people feel particularly comfortable.
And when she poured the wine, her elegant posture and standard of etiquette were ten times more professional than the waiters in this tower restaurant.
"Well, you can sit down and have a meal and let the waiter do the work!" Lu Ming nodded to Shirley.
"Yes, sir." Shirley sat down lightly and gestured for the food to begin.
Just before we got down to business, some appetizers and snacks were served.
The first main course left Hilton stunned.
The golden dragon meat is steamed. The arm-sized golden dragon has its scales removed and is steamed as a whole. Just by putting it here, it is fragrant and fragrant, making your index finger move. But you also feel that the golden shrimp meat in front of you is unspeakably noble. It is a sin to bite off the food without taking it out of your mouth.
Even in the East China Sea, golden dragon meat can only be seen in tower restaurants and some private clubs.
Otherwise, it is too rare and expensive. Hilton knows the market to some extent. The whole item in front of him costs five to six hundred yuan just to buy the raw materials. That is half a year's salary of an ordinary white-collar worker. As for the whole item after being carefully cooked by the chef I don't know what the price is, because this dish is not on the menu at all and it is a special reservation.
Moreover, it is extremely difficult to make golden dragon meat well. Just removing the scales is extremely troublesome and requires a special process. Otherwise, the meat will be highly toxic, which is reflected in the smell, which is a disgusting fishy smell.
Masters who can handle golden dragon meat well have a secret skill passed down from generation to generation. You can imagine how expensive the craftsmanship is.
"This, Commissioner Lu, is so rich..." Originally, at this time, Hilton would ask to share the expenses, but now, he is a little embarrassed. We came to discuss something because of work, and ended up spending several thousand yuan on the meal. This is too much. This is unacceptable.
Lu Ming smiled: "Actually, I heard about this thing and it was my first time to eat it, but I won't want it in the future!"
This golden lobster is really similar to the golden dragon in the legend of my previous life. It has scales and claws, but it is not big. This kind of lobster should be the largest species on the plate, only about half a meter.
But seeing it being processed into food on the dinner plate, I felt a little uncomfortable.
Sighing, subconsciously, I think this creature is magical and noble, but I really can’t bring myself to talk about it.
In this world, there really is such a creature. Is it possible that in my previous life, this kind of creature was seen in the space-time gap of the parallel world, refracting light, and so on, so it became a legend?
"Shirley, pack up my plate and take it back to share with your team."
Lu Ming looked at the plate speechlessly. Bizhu liked this food very much. I heard that she often bought it, but she really couldn't eat it.
Then he smiled at Hilton and said, "Try it. If you don't want to eat it, pack it for my maids to try. Alas, the order failed."
Hilton smiled bitterly in his heart, but his psychological pressure was much less. It was obvious that eating or not eating what he wanted was not a big deal to him. It was not logical to discuss with his wife at home whether to eat steak or rice balls today. It’s not that you’re being treated specially because you have yourself.
At this time, a figure suddenly stopped next to the dining table.
Lu Mingxin said that this was probably because he was not embarrassed, but others were embarrassed.
I had already noticed that Bucklo's guests left without eating anything at all. Apparently Bucklo failed to borrow money.
He sat there depressedly and drank two glasses of wine. After paying the bill, he walked over to him.
But I didn't expect that he really came to find me.
"Lu Qianxing, you are so cruel!" Bucklo's face flushed slightly. He didn't know whether he drank too much or was too excited.
Lu Ming looked at him helplessly: "Dell, you drank too much...go home and rest!"
Bucklo sneered: "I'm more awake than ever. I finally figured it out. Did you arrange the fight among the little brats in the subway station? I don't believe it. How could it be such a coincidence? Baxter Transportation just agreed to borrow the money. Give me money. You promised me the day before, but the next day, there is a gang fight? Do you have an excuse to censor it? Is it such a coincidence? Huh?! Tell me!"
Lu Ming helplessly spread his hands: "It's really none of my business..."
But seriously, does it really have nothing to do with you? Lu Ming was not sure. After all, there were many talents under his command. It was very possible to arrange such a big fight without going through him. This kind of think tank was the best. Even if something happened, no matter how he checked, he would not be found. On top of my head, because it was indeed not arranged by myself, or even a hint.
I have to say, this is really a coincidence.
But maybe it’s really just Bucklo’s recent bad luck?
Seeing that Lu Ming's expression didn't seem to be fake, Bucklo snorted coldly, "That's that slut from Wang Gao!"
Lu Ming frowned slightly, "Dale, please lower your voice in the public restaurant and pay attention to your image when you speak..."
Bucklo stared at Lu Ming: "Image? Do I still have an image? Baxter didn't say anything in advance and just said quick leasing. Was it you? You are really cruel. You knew I was a shareholder and I did it against the rules. Duo, if you mess with me, I won’t say anything, right? But you’re too cruel, do you know how much I owe you? Do you know?!”
"Dale, you've drunk too much, go back!" Lu Ming glanced at Hilton, feeling helpless and saying to himself, Dad, Dad, I don't want you to truly collapse just yet. I'm not ready for many things.
"What happened if I drank too much? I have to say it even if I drink too much!" Bucklo's eyes burst out with fire, "Why, you haven't even taken the chief position yet, and you are ordering me around?!"
Hilton looked at Bucklow with a strange expression and asked: "Quick Leasing, oh, Beiguan Quick Leasing, right? What you just meant is that you are a shareholder of Beiguan Quick Leasing and are conducting long-term transactions in secret?"
"None of your business?!" Bucklow immediately glared at him.
Lu Ming stood up and said, "Dale, go back quickly, this is..."
"Go away, don't touch me!" Bucklow pointed at the two security guards who were trying to pull him away.
At first it seemed that the noise was coming from the boss, so the lobby manager hesitated for a moment, but someone was questioning the boss, so he hurried over with the security guard.
"Mr. Bucklow, right..." Hilton stood up.
"What's wrong? You son of a bitch, and those who eat with Lu Qianxing are all sons of a bitch!"
Maybe he used alcohol to vent his anger, but after such a noise and excitement, the alcohol probably entered the brain faster with the blood. He was obviously really drunk now and was swaying.
With a sullen face, Hilton buttoned up his suit. At the same time, he took out a plastic-sealed ID and hung it on his chest. He said sternly to Buckley: "Mr. Dale Bucklow, I am an investigator from the Trading and Market Supervision Office of the Donghai Securities Administration Commission." Director Hank Hilton, I now suspect that you took advantage of your special status as a major shareholder, took advantage of inside information that was not disclosed to shareholders, used false accounts, and illegally traded the stocks of the company you hold. You can follow me now and accept investigation, or , an hour later, my office officially sent you a message. At that time, it would not be a good idea to be taken away from home, so I hope you will come with me now to maintain your dignity."
Lu Ming shook his head. Don't say that this was the first time he met Hilton. He didn't have any friendship. Even if he had friendship, there was no way to intercede at this time.
"What?!" Bucklo was stunned for a moment, sobered up for a while. Then he looked at Lu Ming, his eyes full of resentment: "Lu Qianxing, you set a trap on me again!" He nodded: "You're fine!"
Lu Ming picked up the wine glass and took a sip slowly. He didn't expect that things would suddenly turn out like this. Then, he could only fight to the end without giving him any chance to fight back. This guy, in order to ambush him, the former congressman Killed one of them.
Bucklo looked at Hilton with a sinister look and sneered: "How much did Lu Qianxing give you? Do you know what you are doing? You will regret it. This shouldn't be the first time you have set up such a situation with Lu Qianxing, right?! "
Hilton frowned: "Mr. Bucklow, you should go to the hospital to diagnose whether you have delusions of persecution!"
Looking at the dining table again, Hilton was a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn't take a bite of the golden dragon meat.
"I will definitely send you to jail! You can't hide your relationship with Lu Qianxing from anyone!" Bucklo said with a sneer on his face.
Hilton was very angry. He was making a nonsense, but after hearing it, he naturally wanted to take a stand.
But it's just a matter of fact. If the local chief committee member doesn't have orders from his superiors, who would be willing to make a real investigation and cause trouble?
But this guy, like a mad dog, insisted that he framed him.
Look, someone seems to be taking photos secretly. There is never a shortage of journalists coming to this restaurant to dig up information.
"Mr. Bucklow, I don't think you'll come with me now, so we'll see you in an hour!" Hilton nodded slightly to Lu Ming: "Mr. Lu, I'm leaving now!"
Lu Ming sighed, "Okay, I didn't choose the right restaurant."
Over there, Bucklow just sneered.
The little security chief whispered: "Mr. Bucklow, please stay quiet and leave with me. Don't embarrass us."
Bucklo looked at the eager security guards in front of him and knew that they were being polite, but if he made trouble again, they would probably swarm him and knock him down. At that time, he would be the most embarrassed.
He nodded slowly to Lu Ming: "It seems that many things are destined!"
Lu Ming looked at him quietly, his expression was very different from before, "Yes, it was destined. From the day the four border committee members were killed, from the time Yang Guiren committed suicide, to when the police car I was supposed to get into was shot at randomly, everything happened today. , it’s doomed! Dale, you’re not so naive as to think that everything that happened before is over, right?”
Bucklo's eyes narrowed. In the past six months, whether he was meeting at the municipal committee, chatting and laughing with him, or arguing with him, they all felt different from the feeling he gave him now.
At that time, people had the illusion that everything that happened to me and him during the campaign had completely ceased to exist.
Even if I think about it sometimes, I feel that the past is over. Since he can no longer hold back his head, he can only admit that he has entered the ruling circle. Although they will still suppress him, it is another kind of way.
However, it was obvious that he still underestimated his endurance.
It turns out that he can be so scary that he can make his own memory pretend to have forgotten many things, right?
Now, this terrible young man is about to show his cards to himself.
Bucklo suddenly shuddered, and could even imagine that what he would face next was a stormy offensive.
When he was at his weakest due to internal and external difficulties, he finally showed his sharp fangs.
(End of chapter)
