After two or three days, Kukus had completed the task assigned to him by Wu Qian, and investigated the Jiang group and Wang Shiyu to a conclusion.

Jiang's Group is very easy to say, the magic capital of large enterprises, in the country with industrial layout has a great reputation, but also a listed company, a lot of news is very transparent, want to investigate no effort at all.

The more behemoth, the more eye-catching.

On the contrary, it was the investigation of Wang Shiyu that made it difficult for Cooks.

Jiang's Group is a big enterprise, but Wang Shiyu is a person who hides in the dark.

Because in the Celestial Empire, there are many methods that Kuks can't use, and it's really not that convenient to investigate personal information.

However, it was fortunate that he was not dishonored, and he got all the information that Wu Qian needed.

It's a pity that Kuks wouldn't have expected it, he bothered to investigate Wang Shiyu, but as a result, his boss only glanced at it, and then put it aside, only focusing on the Jiang Group.

The email was sent to Rosalind's encrypted mailbox, and after he was done, Cooks was on standby, and Wu Qian didn't let him do anything for the time being.

The hotel's top-of-the-line suites are extravagant, but they don't usually have a dedicated bar.

The Prince of Gallais Hotel, on the other hand, may be due to its location in the wine kingdom, where the hotel has designed a small bar for the premium suites.

The bar is not big, only about ten square meters, and the lighting and decoration are very emotional, which is very in line with the romantic atmosphere of France.

In the small bar, next to the mini counter, Wu Qian and Rosalind sat side by side on high chairs, half a glass of red liquid flowing from the delicate wine glass in front of them, as gorgeous as a jewel.

Rosalind also had a laptop in front of her, and she opened her mailbox to open the document from Cooks.

"BOSS, you see, these are the basic situations of Wang Shiyu and the Jiang Group. ”

Rosalind turned the laptop to Wu Qian, then picked up the wine glass, and took a sip of her red lips, you can't drink during working hours, but the boss invited, how can you not give face.

Wu Qian took the laptop and put it in front of him, his fingers slid up in the touch area, and after a general look at Wang Shiyu's situation, he turned off the document and looked at the situation of the Jiang Group.

The basic situation in Rosalind's mouth is not the basic information such as the company address, telephone number, and market value in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the eyes of people like Cooks and Rosalind, it is basic that trade secrets that do not involve the core.

The information compiled by Kuks is unconventional and clearly classified, and it is also thanks to his solid computer skills, otherwise he would not have been able to do it to such a level in such a short time.

In the data, what areas are covered by Jiang's Group's business, which countries and places have investments in which countries, what is the scale of investment, the number and composition of employees in each place, the distribution proportion of the company's shareholders, overt and covertly competitors and business partners, and so on.

It is very detailed, and there is no lack of in-depth information, I believe that even if it is a competitor of the Jiang Group, I am afraid that the understanding of the Jiang Group will not be much deeper than this information.

Wu Qian sat in front of the bar, drinking a little wine and watching slowly, with no special expression on his face.

After watching for about half an hour, Wu Qian motioned to Rosalind to pour him some more wine, and then sat there thinking about things.

More than ten minutes passed, and it seemed that he had a little eyebrow in his heart, Wu Qian picked up the wine glass and drank the rest of the wine, and then took out his mobile phone to dial a call, and the name of the contact was displayed on the mobile phone screen as "Sandezi".

It's a morning in France, and the sky in New York, USA, is just white.

Ed Woodward has an apartment in New York, which he bought in his early years, and he usually works in London, which is basically empty, so he will come to New York to run errands, just in time.

At this time, he was still lying in bed and sleeping, these days in New York is busy with the delisting of Manchester United Club, there is no difficulty but the procedure is very troublesome, step by step, it takes some time.

The cell phone rang next to the pillow, scaring Woodward.

"Fake, who is it!?"

In the old days, Woodward used to put his phone on silent when he went to bed.

Before he was in charge of Manchester United, except for Avram, Woodward said to himself, I am such a great person, I make hundreds of millions of pounds a year for the club, is it wrong to sleep peacefully?

That's right!

But since the new boss, Woodward smelled a different breath from Wu's previous series of actions, and quickly corrected the problem of arrogance.

Avram values his ability to make money for the club, but the new owner is a little different, the new owner has money, he values the club's results, his status in the club has plummeted, and he can no longer be so capricious.

Awakened by the ringtone, Woodward's heart pounded vigorously, and it took about ten seconds to slow down, he wiped a handful of saliva from his mouth, picked up his phone and squinted his eyes, and suddenly refreshed.

"Boss, Goodmoring~, what are you looking for me?"

Woodward said hello as he rolled over and got out of bed, put the phone on the table, turned on the speakerphone, unscrewed a bottle of water and drank it.

People who have just woken up from their sleep will speak in a different voice than usual, Woodward tried his best to make his tone of speech appear normal, but Wu Qian still heard it, he smiled: "Disturb your sleep, I'm sorry, I want to ask you something." ”

"Goo, goo. ”

Woodward poured about 300 millilitres of water into his stomach, and after leaving wet London, he was a little angry, and every time he went to sleep, his throat and eyes were very dry.

"Boss, what did you say, I don't know what to ask me. ”

"You say, if you suppress the stock price of a company to a very low level, can you let the company go bankrupt?"

Wu Qian asked straight to the point.

Kukus found a lot of information about the Jiang Group, and there were a lot of deep-seated and obscure information that ordinary people didn't know about at all, but Wu Qian felt that he couldn't make much use of that information.

It is possible to unite with the sworn enemies of the Jiang Group to fight together, but that would be too time-consuming and laborious, and there are too many uncertainties.

Later, Wu Qian suddenly noticed that Jiang's Group was not listed on the Tianchao Securities Market, but on Hong Kong Island!

That's interesting!

The stock market of the Celestial Empire is still very young compared with Hong Kong Island, New York, and London, so there are many protective rules and regulations, and it is not easy to go short (suppress the stock price) and go long (raise the stock price).

Not to mention anything else, just limiting the daily rise and fall made Wu Qian's idea impossible to do at all, and he couldn't buy and sell stocks on the same day, and many operations couldn't be carried out.