In the security room on the first floor, Liu Ming was leading Song Junyong to negotiate with the security guard.

"When we set up the phone line, we already said that the wiring of this closed-circuit monitoring is too close to the phone line, which will cause signal interference. Not only will the call quality be affected, the closed-circuit monitoring will also fail. Am I right?"

When Song Junyong saw the surveillance on the 20th floor, he was also in a mess.

The security captain quickly explained to Song Junyong: "Sir, our surveillance camera was fine yesterday!"

"Yesterday? Our company's phone number was pretty good. What's the use of saying this? It's better to hurry up and troubleshoot the fault points and rewire them!" Liu Ming said leisurely.

Song Junyong frowned slightly. Most of the service attitudes of the communications company repair workers he had met before were humble and careful about this high-end apartment building, but the person in front of him was completely the opposite.

Maybe it’s because young people are so arrogant now that they are too careless? Song Junyong secretly reminded himself that he is no longer a prosecutor, but a politician who pleads for the people. He should be lenient to others and strive for more neutrals to turn to fans and vote for him.

Thinking of this, Song Junyong quickly stopped the security captain with his eyes, and smiled and smoothed out: "This guy is also doing business, so let's check the fault first."

Liu Ming beat the snake and followed the stick, "Look at how high the quality of this owner is, you all learn a little."

At this time, the cell phone in his pocket rang. After answering the phone, he said "Yeah" a few times, then hurriedly hung up the phone, turned to Song Junyong and said, "Please go downstairs and testify for me personally. Please go home and wait, as soon as possible, the phone line will be repaired today."

Song Junyong said reservedly: "That's thank you little brother! I am Song Junyong..."

Liu Ming immediately woke up and said, "Oh! Are you the presidential candidate this year? I said it depends on why you look familiar."

Song Junyong took advantage of the situation to promote his philosophy, "Our slogan is to let young people live in a more fair society!"

Liu Ming quickly said: "Just pressing on this slogan, I will definitely vote! Come on!"

Song Junyong was very proud. It seemed that the slogan he designed was still very popular.

When he walked into the elevator and was about to go upstairs, he happened to see another repairman in uniform walking out of the stairwell. The man was wearing a hard hat and holding an aluminum alloy ladder sideways. Due to the angle, Song Junyong could not see the other person's face.

However, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong with the person until the moment the elevator door closed.

Song Junyong suddenly raised his head and said, the shoes! They were a pair of white cloth shoes! How could a repairman wear that kind of shoes?

At this time, the elevator door was closed and started running. He quickly pressed the button on the second floor, pulled open the elevator door, and rushed directly downstairs. When he returned to the hall again, both repairmen had disappeared.

"The two repairmen have problems! Hurry up and catch them!" Song Junyong shouted to the security captain.

When he led the security captain out of the building, he saw a minibus start to drive away in the distance.

"Asiba!" Song Junyong cursed angrily.

Then, he thought of his room and hurried back.

When he ran back to the secret room downstairs again, he found that Song Yunxi was indeed no longer there. The repairman carrying the ladder should be the one who disguised herself as a disguise!

When Song Junyong thought about this, he felt a little nervous. He was about to see the end of the year and was actually fucked by someone once?

How is this possible? It took Song Yunxi, including him, five or six years of hard work to cultivate these four women. It is impossible for anyone to foresee that he would run for president before this!

He quickly walked into the bathroom in the secret room, and some confidential documents that were stubborn were hidden by him in the toilet water storage tank.

Song Junyong observed carefully and let out a long sigh, "Fortunately, he was not discovered."

Then, he picked up his cell phone and said, "Hey! Yincheng, someone is playing with me. He just sneaked into my apartment and helped me find out this person! Deal with it as soon as possible!"

"I understand!" After the other party said that, he hung up the phone directly.

"Asiba, he still has the same bad temper!" Song Junyong seemed to know the other party's temperament very well and did not care that the other party hung up his phone.

Song Junyong dialed another number and said, "Call Lee Jung-jae to answer the phone!"

"Hey, Minister Song, what instructions do you have?"

Song Junyong said coldly: "Our political enemies have begun to counterattack. Please inform those companies to speed up the encirclement of the Today Group!"

"Oh? The group has been much more low-key recently. The owners who sent to the 4S store to cause trouble finally accepted high-priced mediation."

"The biting dog does not bark, which means that the other party is gathering strength and preparing to give us a heavy blow!"

"So that's it. Please rest assured, I'm going to arrange it!"

Song Jun is never worried that Lee Jung-jae will not do things attentively. After all, only after he takes office can he be pardoned Lee Jung-jae.

A minibus on the expressway slowly drove into an automobile repair shop after the exit.

Several auto repair workers with yellow hair, chewing gum, came over and began to modify the surveillance vehicle.

Several people in the back seat got out of the car and walked into an empty office in the workshop, and felt like they were the next day.

"So exciting!" Song Yunxi said.

Liu Ming looked at Ma Zhengmin and said, "Officer Ma, your academy classmate is much smarter than you. No wonder he wants to elect the president!"

Ma Zhengmin regretted: "This may be the only opportunity. When he is alert, he will definitely increase security for his residence."

Liu Ming quickly raised his hand and stopped him, saying, "If you want Yunxi to go there again, you will not be able to speak out. Just listening to what she described in the secret room, Song Junyong's pervert is sensational enough!"

Ma Zhengmin looked at Song Yunxi in embarrassment and said, "Miss Yunxi, I'm so sorry. I didn't know beforehand that Song Junyong didn't leave the apartment, which made you almost in danger."

Song Yunxi smiled and said, "These I encountered are nothing. If such a person becomes president, this country will be in great danger!"

When everyone drove away from the repair yard on their respective vehicles, the engineering control minibus had been converted into a cartoon-ventilated school bus.

When there were only Song Yunxi and Liu Ming in the car, the woman whispered: "Ming, although I didn't find the suicide note in that secret room, I got a few CDs in that safe. Let's see what it is."

Liu Ming's eyes lit up. Since they were locked in the safe, they must have the intention of keeping them confidential.

"Okay, I'll take you home first!"

As a result, as soon as Song Yunxi was sent back to her residence, Che Qimei called.

"Has the land transport company refused to transport cars to Handu?"

"Yes, the shipping fee is required to increase by 50%!"

Han Li Company and Song Junyong?

This time, Liu Ming felt like a mirror in his heart. These chaebol bosses were indeed leaning towards Song Junyong!

Liu Ming gave an idea: "It's easy to solve this kind of thing. You just need to advertise and say that you can get a box of gasoline and one-year insurance to get the car owner to buy the car. As for the 4S store in Handu, you can mobilize employees who can drive the car back!"

After hanging up the phone, Liu Ming looked at the CDs and said to himself: "I want to know, if it weren't for my influence, would Li Ningbo not be able to overcome this hurdle and wouldn't he lose the election?"

He was determined to continue to delay according to the plan he had formulated, and delay Li Ningbo successfully took office!

By that time, these chaebols who gave Li Ningbo little shoes would probably have no good life for them!

He is now more concerned about how to make money from the Bank of America.

Suddenly he remembered something and quickly called Wu Jiarui, who was a "tee shoveler" on Christmas Island.

"Jia Rui, there is something urgent, I want you to help me!"

...

The United States is a certain office building on Wall Street.

A group of elderly people in suits and ties are discussing the recent popularity of the house debt default bet insurance.

"I think those people must be crazy, they are slandering the US economy!"

"Huces, are you talking about them referring to your fund manager?" a silver-haired old man teased with a cigar.

"Of course not, that group of fund managers are just making the money they should make! I'm talking about those who buy this kind of bet insurance!"

"Compared with these nonsense, I am more concerned about the interest rate hikes of the Midlands Federal Reserve this round, which obviously suppresses the national desire to buy a house with loans."

At this time, the thin old man sitting in the main seat turned his gaze to Black sitting in the last seat.

"Blake, please help us investigate the ins and outs of this fund." As soon as the old man spoke, everyone around him glanced at Hughes silently.

Hughes continued to smoke his cigar without changing his face.

Black quickly replied, "Okay, sir!"

After the meeting, Black called his capable general Steve.

"Hi! Listen, there have been changes in the Financial Street recently. Stop all the cases you have at your hands and investigate a financial product under Mogen!"

Steve quickly replied: "I'll do it now. You are the boss, you have the final say!"

At this time, financial tycoon Hughes was leaving the building quickly and entering the extended Linken luxury car waiting at the door of the office building.

The old man picked up the phone from his assistant, "Mei Qian! Sell 10% of the cdo you have at hand!"

"Boss! CDO is very popular now. We can't buy it. Are you sure you sell it?"

"Yes! Sell it to Deutsche Bank and UBS."

"Okay! Are you worried about risks in the mortgage market?"

Hughes said lightly: "Risks happen all the time, and the most important thing is that you just need to make sure that when the danger comes, you are closer to the safe house than others!"

"Then, will our credit default swap insurance continue to be sold?" Mei Qian asked hesitantly.

"Of course, don't stop! First, limit large orders with more than tens of millions of dollars, and no longer accept them!"

"I see!"

Hughes hung up the phone and took a sip of the red wine handed over by his assistant, "Well, it tastes just right!" The old man leaned on the seat comfortably. After experiencing several US stock market crashes, he had long been accustomed to the turbulent US stock market.

According to his experience, after every storm in the financial market, it will be a feast where bigwigs like them enter the market to share their food, and the demon root has never been absent!
Chapter completed!