Chapter 35: 034 Someone Jumped Off a Building to Commit Suicide

This year, the Nanxin Branch has been having an unlucky streak; three months ago, 20 million in deposits from Tenglong Industries vanished without a trace, shaking the entire banking system.

Although this matter was eventually proven to have nothing to do with the bank, it triggered a series of drastic personnel changes. After a period of calm, a major incident suddenly occurred again this morning.

As usual, Fang Qingye rode his small scooter leisurely to the workplace, parked the vehicle in the shed, and was just about to go to the cafeteria for a meal when he heard Wu Shengli call out: "Xiao Fang, don't eat yet, come with me for a trip."

"Director Wu, is there an emergency?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Yes, hurry!"

Fang Qingye didn't ask any more questions, followed Wu Shengli, and got into the unit's Passat. When Old Zhang drove out of the unit gate and turned into Changle Road, Fang Qingye finally asked Wu Shengli.

"Director Wu, what exactly is going on?"

"Sun Jiaming from the Bell Tower Savings Office jumped off the building he lives in!"

Damn!

Fang Qingye was also startled and quickly asked, "When did it happen? What was the reason for the jump?"

"At dawn. It's said an elderly woman from the residential compound who was buying groceries discovered it. The police have been called, and the specific reason is unclear. Xia Hangzhang Xia and Xia Hangzhang Su heard the news and have already rushed over from their homes, so we must hurry there too."

After hearing Wu Shengli finish, Fang Qingye tried hard to recall past events but did not remember this incident.

Before his rebirth, he had already resigned and left Nanxin for Shencheng at this time, so he was also unclear about the causes and consequences of this matter.

Sun Jiaming lived in an old staff building constructed by the branch in its early years, not far from the Bell Tower Savings Office. As they drove over, they saw several small cars parked on the street at the entrance of the residential compound, including Xia He's white BMW.

After parking the car, Fang Qingye followed Wu Shengli into the residential compound in a hurry. Inside, a large crowd had gathered. An ambulance and a police car were also parked there, and the police had already set up a cordon.

On the concrete ground downstairs lay a white bedsheet covering a corpse. There was blood all around it, already congealed. A person dressed in a white coat and wearing a mask, appearing to be a police officer, was inspecting something around the corpse, seemingly performing an autopsy.

A middle-aged woman with curly hair was crying loudly at the corpse from outside the cordon. Beside her, two women in bank uniforms were pulling her desperately.

Fang Qingye recognized them; they were staff from the Bell Tower Savings Point. The crying woman with curly hair appeared to be Sun Jiaming's wife.

Xia He had already arrived. She and Su Ming were standing outside the cordon. Seeing Wu Shengli and Fang Qingye enter, they nodded as a greeting.

Fang Qingye noticed that Xia He's complexion looked very bad.

Indeed, with such an incident occurring in the bank, regardless of the cause, it was not good news for a branch manager like her.

Wu Shengli went up and spoke quietly with Xia He. Fang Qingye stood nearby and could hear clearly; he was asking about the reason for the deceased's jump, but Xia He was not very clear either.

"The Public Security Bureau says the possibility of homicide is low; it should be suicide."

"So it is suicide? Why would he commit suicide? I haven't heard of any major incident happening in Sun Jiaming's family, and their husband-and-wife relationship was quite harmonious." Wu Shengli looked puzzled.

"I don't know the specific reason either." Xia He shook her head and subconsciously glanced at Fang Qingye standing nearby, as if seeking some answer.

Don't look at me...

Do you really think I'm Sherlock Holmes? How would I know the reason for his suicide?

Fang Qingye muttered in his heart.

Soon, the Public Security Bureau reached a conclusion. After a careful on-site investigation, the possibility of homicide was ruled out.

Since it was not homicide, the Public Security Bureau would not file a case. A large group of police officers quickly withdrew, and the body was taken away by the hospital's ambulance to the morgue, waiting for the family to handle the funeral arrangements.

Of course, as the deceased's employer—the Dongxin Branch—could not escape responsibility.

Although this matter currently appears to have nothing to do with the bank, such is the national condition. If an employee has an incident, the unit has the responsibility and obligation to help handle the funeral arrangements, especially for units within the system.

Fang Qingye did not participate in this matter.

Matters of comforting people, being nagging, or even engaging in bureaucratic wrangling are usually done by experienced female staff; naturally, it was not his turn as a young man. He should just continue doing his job.

Wu Sheng from the General Office, representing the bank along with Liu Meili, helped the staff of the Bell Tower Savings Office handle the funeral arrangements for Sun Jiaming's family. They had been busy with this for the past two days.

With the leaders away, everyone was happy to have some leisure time. Fang Qingye naturally took the opportunity to slack off. Besides completing the modeling assigned by Dongguan Mei, he also went online to check the A-share market.

He could not miss the stock of Yanjing Tourism that he had pinpointed. Fang Qingye watched the K-line chart, various indicators, and parameter changes, estimating that he should strike in the next couple of days.

Just at this moment, the office door was suddenly pushed open. Liu Meili burst in energetically. She looked very excited, as if she had news to tell everyone, but suddenly seeing Fang Qingye's computer screen near the door, she exclaimed: "Xiao Fang, you actually trade stocks?!"

"No, I'm just looking casually." Fang Qingye quickly switched the screen.

"Xiao Fang, you absolutely must not get involved in this! Do you know why Sun Jiaming jumped off the building to commit suicide?" Liu Meili's words not only aroused Fang Qingye's interest, but the other two people in the office also looked at her.

"He suffered huge losses in stock trading! He couldn't take it mentally and jumped to his death!"

Liu Meili's words immediately shocked everyone. Even Cao Ting, who usually minded her own business, stopped playing with her phone, looked up at Liu Meili, and said:

"Jumping off a building just because of stock losses? That's excessive, isn't it? The stock market situation this year is indeed very poor, and many people have lost money, but I haven't heard of anyone jumping to their death?"

"It is absolutely true!"

Liu Meili looked very certain: "Because we found a suicide note written by Sun Jiaming before his death!"

"Ah? A suicide note? Where did you find it?" Cao Ting asked curiously.

"In a wastebasket. It seems Sun Jiaming wrote it and then threw it away. It stated that he had lost a lot of money trading stocks, felt there was no hope for living, and might as well jump off a building... Anyway, that's roughly the meaning. Later, we took it for expert authentication, and it was indeed Sun Jiaming's genuine handwriting."

Hearing Liu Meili say this, it was confirmed that Sun Jiaming jumped to his death due to huge losses in stock trading.

The few people in the office began to discuss among themselves. At this time, Liu Meili looked at Fang Qingye again: "Xiao Fang, learn from the past mistakes... You absolutely must not go into stock trading; it can kill people!"

Damn it...

Does eating cause people to choke to death, so we should stop eating?

Does going out cause car accidents, so we should stop going out?!

Fang Qingye was somewhat speechless.

However, he also knew Liu Meili had good intentions, so he did not refute her. He nodded and repeated his previous sentence: "I'm not trading stocks; I was just taking a look."

Seeing Fang Qingye's attitude, Liu Meili was quite satisfied in her heart.

Young people are very sensible; indeed, they listen to advice.

The news that Sun Jiaming committed suicide by jumping off a building due to stock trading failure quickly spread throughout the entire unit, and everyone thought it was confirmed.

But Fang Qingye always felt something was wrong inside.

News of people jumping to their death after losing money in stocks is not unheard of, but those people were mostly professional stock traders, and much of their principal was bank loans or even high-interest private lending!

Every extra day means an extra day of interest.

But Sun Jiaming didn't seem like that?

According to Liu Meili, he bought three stocks, and each one was deeply trapped, with a floating loss of about 900,000.

900,000 is indeed not a small sum, but both Sun Jiaming and his wife work, and with only one daughter in middle school, their combined wages are more than enough for the family's daily expenses.

If the loss was merely personal savings, one could just wait patiently for the stock market to recover; why jump off a building?

Unless the money used for stock trading was borrowed!

Of course, Fang Qingye kept these questions hidden in his heart; there was no need to tell anyone else at the unit. Better to avoid trouble than create it, and besides, the person was already dead; it was best to say little.

But by night, Xia He brought up the matter.