After the Divorce, I Could Hear the Voice of the Future-Chapter 82: Taking Money is Greed, Taking Up Arms is Rebellion

"Pioneers of the new energy industry, seems quite appealing!"

Half an hour later, Lu Liang, with his head dizzy and legs weak, crawled out of the pool, but he had also made a decision.

Others feared being tormented to death, afraid of not waiting until dawn arrived, but he wasn't afraid. Having made money, he had to keep tossing and turning, only earning and never spending; he would eventually be slaughtered like a fat pig.

The next morning, Lu Liang went to the administrative street of Xinpu to be questioned by the Securities and Futures Commission.

"Mr. Lu, rest assured, we are just conducting a routine inquiry. Please don't feel pressured."

Zhao Jisheng revealed a kind smile, inviting Lu Liang into the office, followed by two note-takers.

Lu Liang sat with his legs crossed, sipping coffee, and with a smile, he said, "Mr. Zhao, do I look nervous?"

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Zhao Jisheng smiled too but didn't pursue the topic further, "Shall we then officially begin?"

"Sure," nodded Lu Liang.

"Mr. Lu, what was your purpose in buying Teli A?"

"International Gold had a significant increase recently, so I was optimistic about Teli A's creation of a Gold Jewelry Ecological Park."

"Then why did you sell 42,022 shares at prices ranging from 31.45 to 34.25 yuan on July 16, 17, and 18?"

"I indeed liked Teli A, but I didn't think it was worth that much, so I sold some at high prices."

"Why did you not like it then?"

"It was just a feeling," Lu Liang responded with a smile.

Zhao Jisheng could not help but laugh and skipped this topic; they had no evidence of market manipulation. Even if Lu Liang claimed he was prompted by a dream from his ancestors, they would have to believe him.

He continued to inquire, "Subsequently, Teli A's price rose to a high of 48.25 yuan per share, but why didn't you continue to sell?"

"Speaking of which, I am really frustrated. I was aiming for 50 yuan per share, and I had to watch as it dropped from there."

"Didn't Mr. Li tell you?"

"Who is Mr. Li?"

"Li Jianlin from Zhongxin Fuying."

"I've heard the name but don't have much of an impression."

Following that were some uninformative questions and answers.

Every time Zhao Jisheng asked, Lu Liang said it was a feeling. When Wu Junle or someone else was mentioned, he said he didn't know them.

Half an hour later, the routine inquiry ended, and Zhao Jisheng, smiling broadly, saw Lu Liang off as he drove away.

One of the note-takers, puzzled, said, "Mr. Zhao, are we just letting him go like that?"

Zhao Jisheng reprimanded in a cold voice, "Watch what you say. If there's no fault, there's nothing to 'let go' of."

He had seen all of Lu Liang's trading records; they looked like those of a large individual investor; there wasn't much to investigate.

The only slightly suspicious thing was that Lu Liang's judgment seemed extraordinarily good, but that didn't prove anything.

Civil servants act on evidence.

Another person spoke up, "Mr. Zhao, should we send the investigation report to the Shenzhen Stock Exchange?"

"Send it. This case has caused quite a stir, it's best to wrap it up quickly."

The situation with Teli A had escalated quite a bit. On one hand, it overlapped with the stock market crash, leaving retail investors with grievances and nowhere to vent.

On another hand, it was a standard three-way play involving speculative funds, institutions, and shareholders, tricking tens of thousands of retail investors and profiting by 480 million.

At the end of it all, it was the increasingly well-known Lu Liang who also participated, suspected of being involved in the case.

The accumulation of various factors turned a relatively moderate issue into something widely known across the internet.

Under the immense pressure of public opinion, the authorities made special arrangements, hoping to quickly provide an answer to the people.

August 4, Friday.

Teli A's suspension on the third day was followed by a swift reaction from the authorities: they launched an investigation, conducted it, and closed the case, delivering a rapid verdict.

Zhongxin Fuying and Wu Junle carried out concentrated trading of Teli A shares, making 38 transactions of the same stock on the same day and conducting 389 trades between controlled accounts, engaging in seven transactions at the same price and quantity.

Li Jianlin (controller of Zhongxin Fuying) and Wu Junle admitted to joint trading, and relevant personnel also confirmed that both parties collaborated in trading the stock in question.

The final decision was made: to confiscate the illegal gains of 285 million yuan from Zhongxin Fuying and impose a fine of 427.5 million yuan, to warn Li Jianlin, and penalize him with a fine of 600,000 yuan. To confiscate the illegal gains of 195 million yuan from Wu Junle and impose a fine of 292.5 million yuan.

A fine amounting to 1.5 times the illegal gain is considered a particularly severe punishment. The Securities and Futures Commission believed the public would be satisfied with this outcome.

However, as soon as the announcement was made, the entire internet started asking, "What about Lu Liang? Why isn't his name mentioned?"

In fact, another individual overlooked by the public was a Teli Group shareholder who colluded with Li Jianlin and Wu Junle. But Lu Liang's fame was greater and more conspicuous.

Even many who were unaware of the real situation only took interest in the case because of Lu Liang.

Including the retail investors who were duped and killed off — although the instigators were caught and fined, the money they lost couldn't be reclaimed. They just wanted to see more people suffer, especially Lu Liang.

Thus, a large number of conspiracy theorists emerged online, claiming Lu Liang had connections that reached the heavens, a puppet of the bigwigs, with an understood implication: a topic that couldn't even be touched.

As public sentiment grew more and more intense, even the Securities and Futures Commission had to come forward and clarify that their thorough investigation concluded Lu Liang was absolutely clean.

But the truth was quickly drowned in the tidal wave as people only chose to believe what they wanted to believe.

That afternoon, Lu Liang received a call from Zhao Jisheng, who said with a wry laugh, "Mr. Lu, could you perhaps help clarify things publicly?"

"No big deal, but I'm a bit busy now, won't be free until tonight," Lu Liang said in bits and pieces.

Zhao Jisheng hesitated, ultimately heaving a sigh, "Then you carry on with your work. Please follow up as soon as you can when you have the time."

"Of course, of course, of course."

Lu Liang was gaming, with ten thousand yuan worth of demon refining when suddenly his character transformed into a toad, angering him to the point of nearly smashing his computer.

"Is this what you call being busy?" Wang Xiaocong asked suspiciously.

"Doesn't playing games count as being busy?" Lu Liang retorted.

In this "nationwide manhunt" drama, as the protagonist, he was meant to make his appearance at the very last moment.

Old Meng had it right: the longer you stretch it, the more you earn, and the greater your power grows. This wave of marketing could be worth at least one hundred million yuan, given the current reach of media.

Wang Xiaocong, struck by an idea, suggested, "Why not host a live stream on Panda tonight?"

Lu Liang was taken aback and looked at him, "Are you serious?"

"Isn't that a good idea? Fame and profit, you get the fame, Panda takes the profit," Wang Xiaocong grew more excited as he spoke. If Lu Liang were to start live streaming, it would bring at least 500,000+ new users.

Lu Liang stared at him with a look that seemed to question his intelligence and sighed, "It seems you really are serious."

He would have to reconsider whether he should continue investing in Panda.

With Wang Xiaocong's emotional intelligence and that sort of thinking, throwing another three million in was like throwing money into the water.

"Damn it, don't look at me like that."

Wang Xiaocong was displeased; he felt Lu Liang was looking at him as if he were mentally challenged, but he had no proof.

Lu Liang sighed, "Little Wang, if I'm the beneficiary of this situation, then who's the loser?"

Wang Xiaocong was still pondering when Lu Liang directly said, "It's public trust! Are you thinking of trading on public trust to make money?"

He could use this incident to boost his reputation but certainly couldn't exploit it for profit. It's like the difference between being corrupt for money and being armed for rebellion; the nature is entirely different.

Little Wang mulled it over carefully and seemed to catch the drift.

Suddenly, he glared at Lu Liang with a hostile gaze, "What did you just call me?"

"Right, I think I had an appointment; I better leave now."

Lu Liang quickly changed the subject, laughing it off while feeling a cold, resentful gaze on his back and quickened his steps.

Wang Xiaocong's face darkened, as he muttered under his breath, "He's started calling me Little Wang now, at this rate, who knows, maybe next he'll be soaring to the heavens."