My Side Job is a Trader

"I'm going, Brother Yong, help me quickly. I have 100,000 yuan. I don't care about the interest income. The principal must be returned."

Chen Shiqing's complexion changed suddenly, and he eagerly opened the APP, but found that it was impossible to withdraw cash, so he hurriedly asked Ou Xiaoyong for help.

Ou Xiaoyong asked again, and after confirming that there was no one else, he called the person in charge of the financial business and asked Chen Shiqing to pay attention to the bank transfer notice.

Hearing the text message notification from the mobile phone, Chen Shiqing regained his composure.

"Brother Yong, thank you, otherwise the money would be in vain. Anyway, it is money saved for a year. If I can't get it out, I will die of distress."

"Don't say anything, we are brothers in trouble. Fortunately, I am familiar with the person in charge of the financial business department, otherwise we will be doomed this time."

The executive asked someone to go to the president's office and asked when the person in the president's office could contact Mr. Shao, but the person brought back a message that the person in the president's office hadn't contacted Mr. Shao for three days, and they have not contacted Mr. Shao until now. So far, there is no way to get in touch with Mr. Shao.

"Hmph, you Mr. Shao may have run away with the money, you little guys, don't waste your time, and we won't make things difficult for you, but today we will block your office building, and no one will leave."

Said someone who seemed to be pushed out by the crowd to represent the conversation.

Zhang Xin and others stood by the window to watch the excitement. From the looks of it, those investors were quite sensible and did not rush into the building to vent their anger. Therefore, it is safe for all employees to stay in the office.

Not long after, sirens sounded in the distance, and the crowd outside the building consciously parted ways to let the police in.

Perhaps the seriousness of the incident was beyond the police's expectations. One of the two policemen who came over had an understanding of the situation with the on-site personnel, and his partner reported the situation to the bureau.

Soon, seven or eight police cars drove up one after another, and more than a dozen policemen came down to maintain order at the scene.

Soon, Mr. Zeng, the director of the technical department, came to inform everyone that it was an unexpected situation, so everyone should not panic. If you are hungry, you can take out the items from the unmanned vending machines on each floor and share them.

Zhang Xin was not flustered at all, but felt a little pity and helpless, which echoed an old saying, that is, people are not as good as heaven, and Zhang Xin wanted to leave early to avoid trouble.

As a result, just after the resignation procedure was started, the company was hit by a thunderstorm. As a result, Zhang Xin would be affected to some extent, but the specific impact is temporarily unknown.

Zhang Xin simply sat back at his work station and waited for the situation to develop.

The employees of the building next door also stood at the window and looked this way, becoming a more qualified crowd.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, colleagues from the administrative department brought boxed lunches to everyone. Zhang Xin and the others were already starving, and the snacks in the vending machine had already been wiped out.

"Oh, I don't know how long I'll have to wait, won't I have to sleep in the company tonight?"

A girl doing back-end development said worriedly.

Ou Xiaoyong replied: "It's not certain, but it should be impossible to leave by that time. Don't forget that the police uncle has already come, maybe there will be a result soon."

A few well-informed colleagues shared the first-hand news in real time: not only Mr. Shao had disappeared, but all the senior managers of the company were taken into a room by the police for questioning.

Everyone joked: "Brother Yong, you have to be careful, don't forget that you are also the management."

Ou Xiaoyong looked relaxed: "I'm just a middle-level manager, and I'm not in charge of the company's business, so even if you ask me, you can't ask anything."

In the end, I didn't expect to say a word. Not long after the meal, someone informed everyone to gather on the floor of the president's office.

Zhang Xin went to the president's office and found that the decoration was really thoughtful. In addition to the assistant's office area and office, there is also a lounge, entertainment room, and wine bar next to it.

For the first time, Zhang Xin knew that the company’s CEO’s office had such a decoration style. Even Zhang Xin could imagine: Mr. Shao and his customers were drinking high-end red wine while talking about cooperation. Sometimes the atmosphere was too heavy. Clients go to the entertainment room to relax and discuss things.

The police who organized everyone to gather at the scene asked everyone to stand according to the department, then took out the company employee list, and began to roll their names. Every time one was counted, they would be asked to verify their ID cards, and then went to the next registration form to fill in the department and Entry Time.

Every time a group of people are registered, they will be escorted by two policemen through the crowd of investors and leave the company. Of course, everyone is not allowed to touch most of their personal belongings except for some necessary items. They are not allowed to leave the Shanghai stock market at will, and they need to go to the police station to record statements on call.

Zhang Xin is glad that he is not used to bringing personal belongings to the company.

Accompanied by the police, Zhang Xin went back and took his own laptop. As for other personal items, he had to wait until the case was over before taking back his personal items.

Back in the car, Zhang Xin deliberately made a detour from the north gate of the park. He saw WeChat flashing non-stop, so he picked up his mobile phone and found that there were a lot of discussions in the work group, and there were photos.

Zhang Xin opened it and found that all the senior executives of the company were taken away by the police, and when they were taken away, they looked like the police escorting a prisoner. Two police officers escorted an executive.

After Zhang Xin returned home, he saw the last colleague who left the company and took a photo of the company’s gate being sealed. Of course, before that, the police had brought all the documents and computers of the company’s financial department back to the police. Bureau.