CHAPTER 526: CHAPTER 300 DOMINOES

Chen Cheng took a deep breath, and the air around him seemed to have solidified.

He understood Chen Donghai’s fear; as Jin Baogen’s white glove, Deng Xiong handled all the shady operations, and now that Deng Xiong was dead, who would be next?

This fear, akin to a rabbit mourning the death of a fox, was enough to devour one’s rationality.

"Xiao Hai," Chen Cheng called out.

Chen Donghai leaned forward, "Mr. Chen."

"Don’t panic, we need to find out exactly what happened that led Deng Xiong to this path." Chen Cheng tapped on his phone screen.

Xia Yubing and Tong Jialu had once, to varying degrees, dealt with Deng Xiong, and now that a living person was gone, both of their complexions turned pale.

Chen Cheng closed his eyes and thought for a while; the incident happened last night, even Chen Donghai saw the news, so Jin Baogen must have known right away.

And so far, he hadn’t received a call from Jin Baogen, which meant that either Jin Baogen was too busy to care, or he had predicted this event.

Chen Cheng opened his eyes and took out his phone, dialing a number.

The other three watched him intently, eager to know who Cheng Cheng was calling.

"Good morning, Xiao Cheng."

Hearing Xiao Meier’s hearty voice, Chen Cheng had an idea, but still asked, "Where are you?"

"Just finished delivering breakfast to godfather, now I’m on my way back to the shop. What’s up?"

Chen Cheng pursed his lips, "Oh, nothing. Just wanted to ask you."

"What’s the matter? Are you missing me?"

"Who says I’m not." Chen Cheng paused for a moment, "How’s Mr. Jin’s appetite?"

"Pretty good, he drank a good half of the porridge I brought, and ate four or five buns," Xiao Meier reported truthfully.

"Good, good, that’s fine."

Xiao Meier laughed, "Calling me early in the morning just to ask this?"

"Just asking." Chen Cheng switched topics, "Actually, I was wondering what gift you’d like? I can’t bring a peacock back, right?"

Xiao Meier giggled continuously, "No need for gifts, just come back quickly."

"Alright, then I’ll see what else is suitable."

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Cheng pondered for a moment, "I think Mr. Jin knew about Deng Xiong’s death in advance."

Chen Donghai took a deep breath, "Mr. Chen, actually when Brother Xiong and I chose this path, we were already prepared for the outcome."

Chen Cheng raised his hand to interrupt, "We need to find out why he committed suicide."

"A perfectly sound person, and a leading figure, couldn’t have chosen this path just because he was depressed, could he?" He looked towards Xia Yubing.

Before Cheng Cheng took over, Xia Yubing played the role that Tong Jialu is playing now in the entire bond issuance chain.

He continued to ask, "How much business have you handled?"

Xia Yubing was momentarily speechless, her brows knitted as she tried hard to recall the business she had handled over the years.

"It should be... about 30 billion," she gave a vague number, "Over 200 products, and there are still over a hundred in existence, right? Channels, consignments, warehouses, and securities transfers, I can’t even count them all,"

Xia Yubing also looked towards Chen Cheng, "There must be dozens of institutions."

Chen Cheng listened to the ambiguous numbers, "Do you mean underneath big institutions like CGG, LinkedIn, there are smaller branches?"

Xia Yubing nodded her head in agreement, "Structured bond issues have always been from top to bottom, with bigger institutions definitely having smaller branches underneath them, layer nested within layer, it’s difficult to make clear."

Chen Cheng rubbed his temples, the situation was more complicated than he had imagined.

With a plate of several hundred billion tied to hundreds of products and dozens of institutions, finding the problem was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"So you’re saying Deng Xiong had information on all the institutions?" Chen Cheng asked.

Xia Yubing nodded, "In theory, yes. He was Mr. Jin’s most trusted person, all operations were handled by him."

Chen Cheng frowned even more tightly.

Deng Xiong had such important information, his death was surely no accident.

And as of now, such a well-reputed white glove in the bond circle had died under mysterious circumstances, and whether it was Jin Baogen, or Wen Shulin, Chen Jin, and others, none showed any reaction, which was definitely not normal.

Tong Jialu looked at Chen Cheng timidly, "Brother Cheng, do you think someone forced him?"

"Forced? How so?"

Tong Jialu’s voice lowered, "Only if he’s dead, no bigger problems will arise."

The normally reticent Chen Donghai tensed up when he heard Tong Jialu’s words.

Chen Cheng noticed this reaction, tapped on the table, and then took out his phone again, starting to look for clues.

His thinking was clear; since big bosses like Wen Shulin didn’t care about Deng Xiong’s life or death, then the underlings must know something.

Chen Cheng found his ex-colleague Wu Dongyi’s WeChat, opened it, and sent a voice message, "Where are you making a fortune?"

He thought he would have to wait a while, but the message was replied to instantly, "Same old, same old, my Mr. Chen!"

"Don’t flatter me." Chen Cheng continued, "Speaking of which, any gossip on Financial Street recently? I’ve been in Banna for a while and am planning to come back."

"Ha, wouldn’t think you’re a big boss! Us workers are still toiling away at our desks, and you’ve gone on vacation to Banna."

Wu Dongyi paused for a moment, "It’s CGG, there’s going to be a big shakeup! I’ve told you before, and also..."

"A person died yesterday, Deng Xiong, do you know?" he asked.

Chen Cheng raised an eyebrow, "Who?"

"A big shot in the bond circle, under 40, worth over a billion!" Wu Dongyi talked at length, "Last night, he ended it himself."

"Made so much money and still ended it?"