Let you raise pigs?But kicked me out of the classmate group?

Chapter 1404 Face to Face Confrontation
Chapter 1405 Face to Face

Qin Hao glanced at his watch, adopting the air of someone in a superior position.

"Or, pick up your phone now and call Pierre to find out his schedule for this afternoon."

"Or, I'll have Charlie send the evidence of your data manipulation to the disciplinary department right now."

The air in the private room seemed to freeze.

Looking into Qin Hao's unwavering eyes, Hoffman finally realized that he had no choice from the very beginning.

He shakily pulled out his phone, swiped the screen for a long time, and finally found Pierre's number.

"Yes...it's me..."

His voice was trembling uncontrollably, "Are you free this afternoon? I'd like to invite you for a coffee..."

After hanging up the phone, Hoffman seemed to have all his strength drained away, slumping back in his chair with a blank stare.

Qin Hao stood up and placed an envelope on the table, inside which was a thick wad of euros.

"Deposit."

He straightened his suit jacket. "It's all done. I'll help you pay the mortgage in Monaco."

"It was a disaster..."

He didn't say anything more, but the threat had already wrapped around Hoffman's neck like a vine.

As he reached the door of the private room, Qin Hao suddenly turned around.

"By the way, don't even think about trying anything funny."

"My men are already having coffee at the coffee shop near your house."

In other words, Qin Hao's men are already watching his every move. Even if he wants to do something shady, he has to consider whether he can succeed.

The moment the door closed, Hoffman finally couldn't help but cover his face and let out a suppressed sob.

The sunlight outside the window was clearly warm, but he felt icy cold all over, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

Qin Hao pushed open the door, and the light from the corridor ceiling lamp fell on the tips of his shoes.

A man in a suit and tie walked towards me, his steps hurried, the strap of his briefcase digging into his knuckles until they turned white.

It's the auditor with glasses from the Gold Price Bureau.

The man didn't even look up, brushed past him, and slipped into the next private room, locking the door with a "click."

Qin Hao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Hoffman had mentioned that the private room was vacant.

But now someone has appeared, which should be just around the corner.

He approached quietly, and suppressed conversation could be heard coming from the door.

"Has Pierre's deal been sorted out yet?"

The woman's voice was as cold as ice; it was Sofia.

Hearing that familiar voice really surprised Qin Hao a little.

"Don't worry, Madam. He said the benchmark price review will be delayed until next week, which is enough time for you to transfer your funds." It was the bespectacled man's voice, with a fawning tremor.

Qin Hao tapped lightly on the wall.

It turns out Hoffman missed this line.

However, by a twist of fate, he received this information instead.

"I've been exploited terribly lately."

The bespectacled man's sudden display of sympathy was actually a ploy. To put it bluntly, he wanted money; while his salary wasn't low, it wasn't among the most outstanding in the industry.

It's even less profitable than the financial industry; that's why it's said that finance is the real high-profit sector.

"You'll also get your share of the benefits."

Sofia understood what he meant and simply added this sentence, hoping he would understand.

Suddenly, the private room fell silent.

Qin Hao took a half step back and turned around to meet Hoffman's surprised and doubtful face.

"Mr. Qin, what's wrong...?"

"fine."

Qin Hao dusted off the hem of his suit jacket. "Go settle the bill."

Pigeons flitted across the rooftops outside the window at the end of the corridor.

Just like the two people in the room, they must have heard a noise at the door, so they both shut their mouths at the same time.

He took out his phone and sent a message to Charlie.

"Investigate the financial transactions between the Gold Price Bureau auditor and Sophia immediately."

"Okay, I'll go pay the bill."

the other side.

Hoffman nodded.

He looked at Qin Hao with a slightly strange expression. The footsteps quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, and Qin Hao pressed himself back against the door.

The private room was so quiet you could hear the clock ticking.

He held his breath, pressing his palm against the cold wood grain.

The lingering echoes of our conversation were like loose threads, tangled in my mind.

Pierre, benchmark price, fund transfer.

Three minutes passed, and the only sound was the clinking of glasses; not a single word was spoken.

Qin Hao frowned.

The other party was clearly on guard.

However, he was a little puzzled: was the sound insulation of this door really that bad?

It seems we still have to use doors and windows made by Huaxia; that's the best soundproofing.

He slowly backed away, his leather shoes making no sound as they rolled over the carpet.

As I turned around, I noticed that the light and shadow coming through the crack in the door suddenly dimmed, as if someone had gotten up and was approaching.

Qin Hao didn't turn around and walked straight to the stairwell.

The moment her hem brushed against the railing, the door to the private room behind her creaked open a crack.

He took out his phone, the screen lit up, and a message from Charlie had just come in.

Three anonymous transfers were found, all going to a certain Rui account.

Qin Hao typed a reply on the screen.

Keep a close eye on Pierre.

As the elevator doors closed, he took one last look at the tightly shut door to the private room.

In the shadows, it seemed as if a pair of eyes were peering out through the peephole.

After waiting for a while, the elevator doors closed and opened again, and Qin Hao walked out. The corridor was empty.

He stopped again outside the private room door, pressing his fingertip against the door panel.

The scraping sound of chairs being dragged could be heard from inside, mixed with hushed conversations.

Qin Hao deliberately didn't leave, but instead chose to enter the elevator first to give them the illusion that he had already left, but in reality he was still there.

"Madam, was there any noise outside the door just now?"

It was the voice of the bespectacled man, tinged with nervousness.

"What a fuss."

Sophia's voice was cold and hard. "How's the investigation going?"

"Qin Hao's gold mine benchmark price has passed the initial review, and Pierre said a few words."

"say what?"

"They said the mineral vein data was a bit strange, but they couldn't suppress the council's opinion."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao's eyes paused slightly.

"What's strange about it?" Sophia pressed.

If she could pinpoint the discrepancies in the mineral vein's data, perhaps she could successfully carry out her plan.

“I don’t know the specifics, I only know that the composition of the associated minerals doesn’t match the report.” After a brief silence, Sophia’s voice suddenly turned stern.

"What exactly is Qin Hao hiding?"

Is there any way to stop him?

Sofia's voice was chillingly cold.

The bespectacled man paused, as if he was considering his options.

“Pierre said... that supplementary objections could be submitted at the final hearing, such as raising questions about the stability of the ore vein.”

"not enough."

Sophia shook her head. Such a thing simply couldn't stand up to scrutiny and would be easily overthrown. They would have to prepare a backup plan.

"Or...could we get an expert opinion from the Geological Society?"

"Currently, the public still has a high opinion of, or rather, trusts, the Geological Society. In addition, the Society has always been quite prestigious and is a very rigorous and scientific organization."

There was a two-second silence in the private room before Sofia's voice became deep and somber.

"It must be able to kill with a single blow."

"Even if we really have to seek this expert's advice, we must push Qin Hao into a desperate situation with no chance of recovery."

Qin Hao, standing outside the door, curled his fingers inside his trouser seam.

Is this woman secretly in love with him? Why is she mentioning his name everywhere?

It's ridiculous and naive of them to try and turn the tide when they've already lost.

"Then... we'll have to test the samples." The bespectacled man's voice was trembling. "We have people at the lab."

When can it be processed?

"As early as tomorrow..."

“Tomorrow,” Sofia interrupted him. “If you mess it up, you know the consequences.”

"Understood." The bespectacled man's voice trembled.

The rustling sound of papers turning over came from inside the door, followed by the sharp scraping of a chair leg against the floor.

Qin Hao leaned against the corridor wall, a cold smile curving his lips.

Sofia really won't give up until she's completely convinced of her goal.

He raised his hand to look at his watch and tapped it lightly on the dial; it wasn't too late yet.

The door to the private room clicked open, and the bespectacled man stepped out first, quickly leaving with his head down.

Sophia followed closely behind, glancing around before her gray-blue eyes sweeping across the corridor with their usual wariness.

Qin Hao turned and disappeared into the shadows, watching her figure vanish at the top of the stairs.

My phone vibrated in my pocket; it was a new message from Charlie.

He didn't look, and turned to walk towards the elevator.

The metal door reflected the coldness in his eyes.

Want to move the test sample?
It's simply wishful thinking.

When Qin Hao emerged from the shadows, the sound of his leather shoes rolling across the carpet was exceptionally clear.

Sofia stopped abruptly, her gray-blue pupils contracting sharply.

The bespectacled man seemed rooted to the spot, his briefcase falling to the ground with a "thud," scattering its documents everywhere.

"Mr. Qin...?" The bespectacled man's voice trembled uncontrollably as he frantically tried to pick up the documents, but they wouldn't obey him.

He had naturally seen the footage from the gold price bureau, although he only recognized Qin Hao.

Qin Hao didn't look at him; his gaze was fixed on Sophia's face, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Miss Leclerc is also having dinner?"

Sofia clenched her hands in her trench coat pockets, but forced a calm expression and uttered two words: "Coincidence."

"coincide?"

Qin Hao bent down and picked up the top of the scattered documents.

This is the sample number from the Katanga gold mine.

"Their private rooms for discussing business are even next to each other; that's quite a coincidence."

It really is a coincidence, but this time it's for real.

No one expected that their private rooms would be so close together.

The content of their conversation was completely different.

However, there is one disadvantage.

Sophia had no idea that Qin Hao was next door, so she was completely unaware of the content of their conversation.

The bespectacled man's face turned deathly pale instantly, and cold sweat streamed down his temples.

Sofia took a deep breath, trying to steady herself and make sure she didn't lose her composure.

"What do you mean, Mr. Qin?"

"Means nothing."

Qin Hao tossed the document back to her and sneered, "Just a reminder to Miss Leclerc, some hands that reach too far are easily broken."

His gaze swept over the two of them, his expression undisguisedly cold as he said, "Especially when touching things you shouldn't."

Sofia's lips pressed into a straight line, and she didn't say anything more.

Qin Hao turned and left, the overhead lights in the corridor flickering behind him.

Only after his footsteps completely disappeared did the bespectacled man collapse to the ground, panting heavily.

Let her give it a try.

"He heard it." The bespectacled man collapsed to the ground, his voice trembling.

Now that Qin Hao knows about this, all their previous efforts will be in vain.

Sofia bent down to pick up the documents, showing no fear what had just happened.

"Why panic?"

She walked to the window and watched Qin Hao's car merge into the traffic, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes.

"Conventional methods can't stop him anymore."

In fact, she still acknowledges Qin Hao as a worthy opponent.

She was convinced of her defeat each time, but she would not admit defeat or back down.

"Then...what should we do?"

"We can only look over there."

Sofia's voice was very low, "It's time to move that reserve fund from the Swiss bank."

The bespectacled man suddenly looked up and said, "You mean..."

"They owe the Leclerc family a favor, and they should repay it."

Sofia turned around, her trench coat sweeping across the table. "Go prepare the encrypted line. Contact me tonight."

She walked to the door, then turned back and said, "Continue with the sample matter."

"But Qin Hao already knows about this. What we say at this time is exactly what he wants. He will be prepared for this, and it may not be the result we want."

"The more vigilant he is, the more it proves that he is afraid of this."

Sofia's cold laugh was particularly clear in the empty private room. "Fish will only bite the bait if they take the bait."

It's just a question of who the fish in the river is this time, and who the angler is.
On the drive back, Qin Hao kept thinking about what Sophia had said, trying to figure out what it meant.

He didn't notice that several other cars were following closely behind him, seemingly changing positions, but in reality, they were all closely following.

"Remember? The target ahead is Qin Hao."

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