Parents Raising Funds To Go To Jail? I Stole Money And Speculated In Stocks To Make Hundreds Of Bill

An office in an office building in Hangzhou.

Feng Gaojie strode in and locked the door with joy on his face.

"Honey, this week we pulled 15 more downlines and received 3.2 million."

With that said, hand over the ledger to Li Rou.

Li Rou said with a smile: "It seems that our team has grown again. I have 36 people to invest more. This time, Mr. Wang should be satisfied."

Feng Gaojie lit a Yuxi and took a deep breath.

"By the way, why hasn't Jiang Zhengchu's funds arrived yet? It has been delayed for so long."

According to their experience in this industry, the longer the delay, the more likely problems will occur.

And Jiang Zhengchu and his wife wanted to invest 5 million. They would never let go of such a big fish.

Li Rou thought for a while: "I just contacted them, and they said that the money will arrive in the account in a day or two. There shouldn't be anything wrong, right?"

Feng Gaojie was silent for a while, stubbed out his cigarette, and decided to try it out.

He dialed Jiang Zhengchu's number and got through quickly.

"Brother Jiang, I'm your brother Feng. On the 6th, our industry will hold a welcome meeting in Hangzhou. You two should come to have fun too?"

The voice over there hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your invitation, actually I have something to talk to you about, is it convenient to meet?"

"It's convenient, I'll find you at your house."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Gaojie's smile froze on his face.

"How about it?"

Li Rou asked impatiently.

Feng Gaojie's face darkened.

"Damn, something must have gone wrong, let's go, let's go to his house."

Hearing that Jiang Zhengchu was looking for him for something, and thinking that their funds had not arrived, Feng Gaojie felt that something must have gone wrong.

How could they let go of the 5 million big fish?

In the business of spreading and cutting, what is important is timeliness.

The funds of these two people have not been in place for a long time, something else must have happened, or they have become sober.

Once a person wakes up and leaves the environment that has been brainwashing him, it will be difficult to take the bait again.

The Sunshine Project in Hangzhou is an investment on the surface, but it is still a transfer in essence.

It's just taller than the traditional Chuanxie before, and there is also a specially rented office building.

Once you fall into it, you just keep getting offline, you can't earn the money they promised, and you can't even afford living expenses.

Over time, even if you wake up, it will be difficult to get out because of the huge sunk costs invested.

Feng Gaojie and Li Rou, as middle-level leaders, have a huge network, and he also knows the address of Jiang Zhengchu's home.

He decided that even if he cut his tongue and used a three-inch tongue today, he would fool the two of them into getting their money.

...

An hour later, a certain coffee shop.

Jiang Han operated his notebook, threw away the stocks in his hands, and stirred the coffee carelessly with a spoon.

A middle-aged man and woman walked into the coffee shop arm in arm, looking back and forth.

The man has a big belly, a general's belly, wearing a brand-name Polo shirt. The labor on his wrists is faintly visible, and he has the air of a successful person.

The woman is wearing high heels, wearing light makeup, holding the man's hand, carrying a platinum bag, and exuding a scent of perfume.

Jiang Han glanced at it, presumably this woman is the Sister Li that her parents said.

"Why can't I see Lao Jiang? Let me make a call."

The man was about to make a phone call, but saw a kid waving at him in the corner of the coffee shop.

"Did you admit the wrong person?"

The two were a little puzzled and walked up to Jiang Han.

Jiang Han said generously: "Is it Feng Uncle Li Aunt? I am Jiang Zhengchu's son, Jiang Han, I invited you to come here."

Hearing this, the two of them reacted.

Sitting opposite Jiang Han, both Feng Gaojie and Li Rou looked at him secretly.

"Xiao Han, I often hear your father talking about you. You have been admitted to a university in Shanghai, right? Congratulations."

"Thanks."

Jiang Han drank his coffee with a smile on his face.

"Uncle Aunt, what are you drinking?"

"We... just do the same as you, hehe."

Feng Gaojie was perfunctory to Jiang Han, thinking, I didn't come here to meet you, a little devil.

Could it be that Jiang Zhengchu went back on his word, so he asked his son to perfuse himself?

"Xiao Han, where are your parents?"

Li Rou asked tentatively.

Jiang Han smiled slightly: "Aunt Li, actually my parents don't plan to invest in the Sunshine Project anymore."

Li Rou's heart skipped a beat, but she still had a spring-like smile on her surface.

"Why? This project is perfect for your family."

"To be honest, I used that money to speculate in stocks and earned more than your project, so please don't bother my parents in the future."

Li Rou said embarrassingly: "If you don't want to invest, just say so. In fact, you really don't need to find such a reason."

She thought it must be that Jiang Zhengchu and his wife didn't want to invest, and they couldn't save face, so they used their son as a shield.

Feng Gaojie also echoed: "How much money can you make by trading in stocks? It can't be as high as the income of the Sunshine Project."

Jiang Han said with some pride: "I earned tens of millions."

He is a child who has just grown up, even if he likes to show off a little, no one will suspect him.

Hearing Jiang Han's words, Li Rou and Feng Gaojie's eyes widened.

Almost bounced off the couch.

What? !

A young child who made tens of millions in stocks.

How can it be?

Isn't this a joke?