Chapter 74 Gambling
NGN Company, An Rusong sent three policemen in civilian clothes out of his office. As they were walking through the office area, a policeman who looked to be in his forties stopped. , he glanced at the dozen or so people in the office area The foreigner sitting at the workstation frowned and asked: "Mr. An, are these people employees of your company?"
"Yes, Guard Cui," to the policeman, An Ru Song didn't have many guards, and his answers were rather perfunctory.
An old guy in his forties is still a guard, not even a police superintendent, and is not worthy of his respect at all. Besides, the more arrogant and disdainful he is now, the less likely it will be to arouse the other party's suspicion.
Yes, these three policemen came for the Park Jin Hee case,
An Rusong had already seen relevant reports in the newspaper the day before yesterday. It was in a very inconspicuous tofu article, which mentioned that a fire broke out in a residence in Daogudong, resulting in the death of two people. As for the specific cause of the fire, the real cause of death of the two victims was not mentioned in the newspapers. Judging from public opinion and online attention, this matter did not attract people's attention at all.
South Korea’s economy is currently in recession. Affected by the intensifying subprime mortgage crisis in the United States, South Korea’s real estate market has also been affected, which in turn has affected the entire social economy.
In the past two days, there have been rumors that the Federal Reserve’s interest rate cut is a foregone conclusion. The only uncertainty is how much the interest rate cut will be. Therefore, the entire Korean society is paying attention to In this regard, who would pay attention to two burnt corpses in the basement?
However, although not many people seem to care about this case on the surface, the waves under the water are definitely not small.
Just like today, these three policemen came to An Rusong to understand the situation, because the police got the exact information that he had clashed with the two deceased people because of certain things before, so , there is suspicion on him.
An Rusong had already prepared for the police's interrogation. He did not hide anything and frankly told the conflict between himself and Park Jin-hee. When the police asked him why he didn't call the police after such a thing happened, he angrily asked the other person, even if the police were called, what could the police do?
As for how the final conflict between him and Park Jin-hee was resolved, An Rusong said without hesitation that he was blackmailed by Li Miaojing. After he paid the other party 100 million won in cash, the other party Then she promised not to harass him and his sister again.
To be honest, An Rusong's attitude towards the three policemen was very bad, but his words were flawless, and the three policemen had nothing to do with him.
These days, the police in South Korea have limited power. They have only two daily tasks: to work for the prosecutors and to take the blame for the prosecutors. Naturally, An Rusong does not need to give them face.
In addition, An Rusong also saw that in the murder case of Park Zhenji and Li Miaojing, he was not the main suspect of the prosecutor handling the case. Otherwise, the people who came to talk to him today would not They are three frustrated little policemen, but they should be the prosecutor who takes the lead in investigating the case.
If the prosecutor comes to visit, An Rusong will have to be more honest, because they really dare to mess with him.
"Are they all Americans?" After hearing An Rusong's answer, the guard named Cui continued to ask.
“No, they are Russians,” An Rusong said impatiently, “Guard Cui, does the Republic of Korea have any special regulations that require every blond employee to be an American? People?”
“Of course not,” another younger policeman said, “But you have a dozen foreigners here, and they are all in Korea. Do all people in the Republic of China have legal status? "
An Rusong didn't say anything nonsense. He turned and walked back. After a while, he came back with a stack of documents, grabbed a corner with one hand, and snapped the documents. He hit the young policeman's arms with a loud bang and sneered: "Inspector Song, right? This is the visa of an employee of our company. It is a completely legal E-7 visa. You can verify it."
After saying this, he deliberately muttered to himself: "Assi~~ What a bunch of stupid people. They can't catch any real villains, but they only waste the precious time of taxpayers like me. This country really has no future at all. Are the taxpayers’ money being used exclusively to support such idiots? It’s really speechless!”
The young policeman’s face turned pale with anger. He opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by the guard named Cui. He took the visa from the young policeman's hand, put it aside, then turned and left.
Watching the three policemen walking out of the door of the office area, An Rusong pursed his lips. He put away the pile of visas and held them in his hand. The moment he raised his head, he happened to see that A guard surnamed Cui had already left the door of the office area and was standing outside the door, turning his head to look in his direction.
The moment his eyes met, An Rusong's heart trembled. He intuitively felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the eyes of this guy named Cui. Is there any loophole in my performance just now?
However, before he could think about it, the guard named Cui had already turned around and left with two of his men.
It's okay. An Rusong thought about it for a while, and finally came to the answer with certainty. Even if his performance was not perfect, there would be no flaws. To put it bluntly, even if the other party doubts themselves, they will not have any evidence in their hands. After calming down, An Rusong glanced at the dozen foreigners in the office area.
These people are all Russians contacted by Park Sang-hee. They all arrived yesterday and had a rest at night. An Rusong made arrangements for them this morning. Got a job.
An Rusong does not care for idlers here. He has set rules for these old men. These people need to report their work progress to him before getting off work every day. He will follow their work progress. to assess their abilities and work efficiency and determine whether they are suitable for the job. If he ultimately decides someone isn't right for the job, they have to pack their bags and leave.
Because I just arrived in Seoul and don’t know much about the situation here, these old guys were a little panicked when they saw the police coming to their door just now. The reason why the guard surnamed Cui asked about these old men just now was, on the one hand, because there were too many foreigners in the company, and on the other hand, because these foreigners looked flustered, as if they had done something wrong.
After waving to the programmers he hired and telling them in English to work with peace of mind and not to think too much, An Rusong was about to return to his office when he heard a sound coming from outside the corridor. Crisp footsteps.
There is still the sound of high heels hitting the ground, but this time the rhythm is a bit faster, and it is obvious that people are coming and leaving in a hurry.
An Rusong subconsciously turned to look at the door and saw Han Meiyan walking in quickly from outside.
Today, Han Miyan wore a white silk shirt with a black high-waisted hip-covering short skirt. The asymmetrical ruffled skirt made her look more feminine. Tasty. Of course, what attracts more attention is her long legs wrapped in gray stockings, paired with a pair of beige high-heeled shoes. Her temperament and sexiness are really not too wow-worthy.
An Rusong's eyes roamed around the other person aggressively, and even when the other person came closer, his eyes were still glued to the other person's thigh.
"Your eyes are very rude," Han Meiyan came over and said something to him, but without any intention of stopping, she just passed by him and went straight to his office.
"Sister Meiyan is here today just to remind me to pay attention to etiquette, right?" An Rusong followed the other party and asked jokingly.
Han Meiyan did not answer directly. She pushed the door directly into An Rusong's office, walked to the chair opposite his desk and sat down. Then she suddenly changed her face and said excitedly: "You My friend named Mike, his news is really accurate! As you can see, Apple’s stock price has risen again, and it has increased by US$0.64 per share.”
Of course An Rusong knows, after all, he did this time. There is also a lot of money invested. Because of this, he has made a lot of money these days.
When he first entered the market, Apple's stock price was US$15.73 per share, and by the time of this close, Apple's stock price had risen to US$18.44 per share, which means that in just a few days, Apple's stock price had risen to US$18.44 per share. , he has earned more than $500,000.
To be honest, this was because An Rusong was not very good at operations, and he did not use leverage. Otherwise, he would have made more money.
However, the reason why he does not use leverage is because he does not regard buying stocks as his main way to make money, because he is not good at it or even does not understand it. Compared to him, some people prefer to make money in stocks, such as the woman Han Meiyan.
Since the meeting the day before yesterday, after this woman heard the conversation between him and Mike, she turned around and bought a large amount of Apple stock. Not only her, but also the Zhao brothers I also bought it, but the amount of the latter's purchase was definitely not as large as this woman's.
As for how much this woman bought, Zhao Jingsheng seemed to know a little bit. What he vaguely conveyed was that Han Meiyan bought a lot - this woman's brain is not normal, she has a love brain, and she loves thoroughly. , the madness of love. But so far, her love has only been given to a thing called "money", and for this thing, she can risk everything.
"What did Mike say that day? The Fed will cut interest rates tomorrow? By 50 points?" Han Meiyan said excitedly as he crossed his legs on his chair, "I also heard the news, but no one can guarantee it. Is it accurate? I need a reply, an accurate reply."
(End of this chapter)