Zhao Chen came out from Meeting Room without stopping.
At the end of the corridor, a middle-aged man wearing a dark gray suit was leaning against the wall and looking at his mobile phone.
Hearing footsteps, he raised his head.
Opposite the west eye.
No pleasantries, no handshakes.
It was only a very brief moment - nodding, turning around, passing by.
Zhao Chen heads for the exit.
Brokerage Risk Control Director moves towards Meeting Room.
The reporters who followed were squatting outside the gate of Detention Center. Through the iron railings and security guards, they saw Zhao Chen coming out from a distance.
The shutter sound immediately exploded.
"Chairman Zhao! Are you sure? Is what Lin Wanqing said true?"
"Did your father admit it?"
"How are you feeling now?"
Zhao Chen stopped.
He didn't speak or even look at the camera.
He stood there like a sculpture that suddenly lost its temperature.
Liu Haitao Open the car door and wait for him to get in the car.
But he didn't move.
The reporters suddenly fell silent.
They have photographed the "official expressions" of countless press conferences, the "satisfied smiles" after business negotiations, and the "heavy regrets" when performance hits the fan.
But they had never seen this look before.
Not anger.
Not sad.
It's a bone-chilling chill that seeps out from between the bones.
Like a person being escorted to the dock, he finally confirmed the name of the one who betrayed him at the moment of sentencing.
Zhao Chen lowered his head.
He didn't answer any questions or look at any footage.
He turned around and got into the car.
The car door is closed.
The black car drove out of the gate of Detention Center without stopping or looking back.
Three minutes later, the first alert was sent:
"Exclusive: Zhao Chen looked gloomy after visiting Zhao Jianguo and said nothing during the whole process. People familiar with the matter said, 'I have never seen him in such a state.'"
Five minutes later, the well-known micro-expression blogger "Old K" posted a long message Weibo:
"I just got the scene pictures and analyzed Zhao Chen's expression frame by frame.
The eyebrows are drooped, the corners of the mouth are tightly closed, and the jawline is tightened - this is a typical stress reaction after "confirmation of betrayal".
Someone said before that he knew about the existence of illegitimate children and deliberately planned to seize the child. I will not comment.
But look at this picture: a person who has known it for a long time would not have this expression."
Ten minutes later, the trend in the comment area began to change:
"Anyway, no one else could bear to suddenly find out that I have half-brothers and sisters."
"Zhao Jianguo was so kind to his first wife when he was young, I thought they were a model couple..."
"Lin Wanqing cried so miserably when he exposed himself. Looking at it now, the one who should cry the most is Zhao Chen, right?"
"My heart hurts. I'm twenty years old, my mother died young, my father is in jail, and I have three illegitimate children who suddenly appeared."
"So whoever said before that 'Zhao Chen framed his biological father to seize the birth' can shut up. If he had done it all deliberately, why did he only find out today?"
The balance of public opinion began to tilt quietly without anyone controlling it.
At the same time, Detention Center Meeting Room.
Zhao Jianguo was brought back to the cell less than ten minutes later when the door was pushed open again.
"Zhao Jianguo, someone has seen you."
He was stunned for a moment.
According to the regulations of Detention Center, in principle, only one meeting will be arranged within a day.
But the guard did not explain. He just checked his identity as a routine and led him through the corridor he had walked countless times.
The door opens.
The moment he saw the person coming, Zhao Jianguo's heart sank.
Fang Wentao.
They have known each other for fifteen years.
In the year when Henglong was launched, Fang Wentao was still a junior clerk of the Credit Department, and he had to go to the headquarters three times to approve the quota of 5 million;
Zhao Jianguo was in his prime at that time, so he invited him to eat a braised pork at Canteen and said, "Xiao Fang, please pay more attention to Henglong's capital business from now on."
Fifteen years later, Fang Wentao sat in Risk Control Director's seat, wearing a customized suit and shiny leather shoes.
Zhao Jianguo was wearing the uniform of Detention Center, and his handcuffs made a small mark on the armrest of the interview chair.
"Old Fang." Zhao Jianguo twitched his lips, "Why are you here?"
Fang Wentao No pleasantries.
He sat down opposite the glass partition and pushed a red-headed document to the window.
"Chairman Zhao, time is tight, I'll be the first to say it."
Zhao Jianguo didn't read the file.
He looked at Fang Wentao's face - there was no extraneous expression on that face, it looked like K-line Chart's carefully calculated face.
"Henglong's stock price is likely to fall below 5.5 yuan at the opening of Monday."
Fang Wentao's voice was very flat, "Your Liquidation Threshold is only 5.5 yuan."
Zhao Jianguo was silent for a few seconds.
"Monday isn't here yet," he said. "There's still a day and a half."
"What's enough for a day and a half?"
"Enough for many things."
Zhao Jianguo leaned back in his chair and softened his tone,
"Old Fang, we have been cooperating for fifteen years.
Henglong You approved the first floating loan, you did the due diligence for the first bond issuance, and you helped me explain the rating downgrade in 2015 to Risk Control Committee."
He paused:
"Fifteen years of friendship, but you don't want to give it a day and a half?"
Fang Wentao looked at him and did not answer.
That gaze is like a pool of stagnant water, which cannot make any ripples if you throw anything into it.
"I can't give it." He said, "It's not that I don't give it, it's that Model doesn't give it."
He pushed the document forward half an inch:
"See for yourself. The probability of triggering the warning line is 87%, and the probability of triggering Liquidation Threshold is 63%.
This is calculated by the system, I am not forcing you to do so."
Zhao Jianguo didn't watch it.
He pushed the document back:
"The system is dead, but people are alive. Tell Risk Control Committee that Zhao Jianguo is raising funds and ask them to wait for two more days."