The next morning, when Li Ye and the others arrived at Mitsubishi Company, the other side did not begin the talks at the agreed time.
Li Ye was somewhat puzzled. The Japanese had a strong sense of punctuality; if something unexpected had happened, then it truly had to be unexpected.
Liu Muhan and her colleague Xiao Hu went to communicate with them, while Li Ye and the others could only wait helplessly in the conference room.
"Ring-ring~"
Li Ye's phone rang.
He glanced at it, turned, and left the conference room, finding a secluded corner.
"Hello, did you find out?"
"Hehe, how could we fail to find out something the Top Scholar instructed us to investigate? They really did exchange 2.8 million in foreign currency over here?"
"2.8 million US dollars? Old Song, this business of yours is pretty big!"
"No, no, Top Scholar, you misunderstood. It was 2.8 million RMB, exchanged at a rate of one to 7.5. We agreed that if it was exchanged back, only five points would be deducted."
"Did the money arrive?"
"It was delivered in the capital yesterday afternoon, and last night they urgently demanded that Chu Yunling immediately buy Mitsubishi Heavy Industries futures for them."
Li Ye said in surprise, "They're in that much of a hurry? Have they bought in already?"
Old Song on the other end of the phone also froze for a moment, then said with an embarrassed chuckle, "Top Scholar, do you want to stop them from buying, or..."
Li Ye fell silent for several seconds, then said flatly, "Old Song, don't expect to pry anything out of my mouth."
"Oh, oh, oh, don't worry, Top Scholar. Chu Yunling bought in for them first thing this morning."
"..."
That Old Song was more cunning than a monkey. Since Li