My Wife is a Counsel Chapter 87: Persecution paranoia

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In the tower restaurant, Lu Ming glanced at Bucklo across a few tables. They were really on opposite sides of the road.

However, since my location in the West End has become 9802 of the 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.

Baclo was obviously raising money. The guests he invited to the opposite table looked embarrassed, shook their heads and said something.

"Commissioner Lu, did you meet someone you know?" Sitting opposite Lu Ming was a fat Western man in his forties. His big **** was very oppressive. If he moved, the chair being trampled by him would make a slight noise. , as if it will fall apart at any time.

Lu Ming smiled: "Our chief committee member Bucklow of Beiguan."

The fat man looked over there, nodded, and said, "Commissioner Lu, you must pay attention to what I told you."

The fat man 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 and brutally suppressed it, the Supervision Office of the Securities Commission discovered this situation and called in to talk to the major shareholders of Han Dynasty Fund.

According to the current Securities Market Management Law, although the behavior of Han Dynasty Fund is not illegal, it is still on the verge of trial.

So, this meeting was not an official punishment, but a kind reminder to prevent the slightest mistake, so 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 and do not exist. Risk of harm to public fund raisers.

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, it may involve Countless 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 considered as draining the bottom of the pot and fundamentally making the operators of this fund pay more attention to it.

Regardless of whether there is any mystery 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.

Looking at 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 bloody, saying that if you have a problem, go to the CEO or COO, or if it doesn't work, go to the trader. I invest some money and get the bonus, it’s none of my business if I break the rules or not.

Seeing that the business is serious, I have already talked about it.

"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 red wine and pouring it into the goblet in front of Hilton with great elegance. A little less than half a cup.

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.

What I just said was recorded meticulously by this beautiful secretary, which made me feel particularly comfortable.

When she poured the wine, her elegant posture and standard of etiquette were ten times more professional than the waiters in the 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 be served.

Just before we got down to business, some appetizers and snacks were served.

Hilton was stunned by the first main course.

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 tickle. But you can also feel that the golden shrimp meat in front of you is full of unspeakable charm. It's so noble that you can't eat it at all. It's a sin to bite it.

Golden dragon meat, even in the East China Sea, can only be seen in tower restaurants and some private clubs.

Without him, 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 experienced chef It is not known what the price will be after careful preparation, 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 manifested in the smell, which is a disgusting fishy smell.

A master who can handle golden dragon meat is 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 was a little embarrassed. We came to discuss something because of work, and ended up spending several thousand yuan on the meal. This is too unacceptable.

Lu Ming smiled: "Actually, I heard about this thing and it's 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. Could it be that in the world of my previous life, there was such a creature that was seen in the space-time gap of the parallel world, refracting light and so on, so it became a legend. Woolen cloth?

"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.

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. He discussed with his wife at home whether to eat steak or a group meal today. Logically, it's not that you are being treated specially just because you have yourself.

At this moment, a figure suddenly stopped beside the dining table.

Lu Mingxin said that this was probably because he was not embarrassed, but others were embarrassed.

I have 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. Was it you who arranged the fight among the little brats in the subway station? I don't believe it. How could it be such a coincidence? Baxter Transportation, You just agreed to lend me money, and there was a gang fight the next day? Is it such a coincidence? ”

Lu Ming spread his hands helplessly: "It's really none of my business..."

But seriously, is it really none of your business? 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.

To say this, this is really a coincidence.

But maybe it’s really Barcolo who’s been having bad luck lately?

Looking at Lu Ming’s expression, it didn’t seem like he was faking it. Bucklo snorted coldly, “That’s Gao Wang’s slut!”

Lu Ming frowned slightly, "Dell, 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. Is it your fault? You are really cruel. You know that I am a shareholder and I violated the rules. You do it a lot, and I won’t say anything, right? But you’re too cruel, do you know how much I owe?”

"Dell, you've drunk too much, go back quickly!" 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. Woolen cloth.

"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 you are secretly carrying out long positions. Transaction?"

"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!" Bucklo 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, and 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 bitches!"

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.

Hilton had a sullen face, buttoned up his suit, and at the same time took out a plastic-sealed ID and hung it on his chest. He said sternly to Buckley: "Mr. Dale Bucklow, I am the trading and market director of the Donghai Securities Management Committee. Hank Hilton, Director of Investigations of the Oversight Office, 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 it. Investigation, or, in an hour, my office will officially send 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. Not to mention 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, and then looked at Lu Ming, his eyes full of resentment: "Lu Qianxing, you are setting a trap on me again!" He nodded: "You are very OK! ”

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. He couldn't give him any chance to fight back. This guy wanted to ambush him in the first place. , the former congressmen killed one.

Bucklo looked at Hilton with a sinister look and sneered: "How much money did Lu Qianxing give you? Do you know what you are doing? You will regret it. This is probably not 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 persecution delusions!"

Looking at the dining table again, Hilton was a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn't eat 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 he naturally wanted to take a stand when he heard it.

But it's just a matter of fact. If the local chief committee member doesn't have orders from his superiors, who would want to make a real investigation and cause trouble?

But this guy, like a mad dog, insisted that he framed him.

Look, it seems that someone is secretly taking photos. 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, Bucklo just sneered.

The security guard 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, when the police car I was supposed to get into was shot at randomly, Everything today is doomed! Dale, you are not so naive as to think that everything that happened before is over, right?"

Bucklow's eyes narrowed. In the past six months, whether he had been meeting at the municipal committee, chatting and laughing with him, or having quarrels with him, they all felt different from how he made him feel now.

At that time, people had an illusion, as if everything that happened to me and him during the campaign had completely ceased to exist.

Even if I think about it sometimes, I will 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, but that is Another 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 terrifying young man is about to show his cards to himself.

Baklo 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.