[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot":3,"chapter-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-36":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm in a Small County, and You Say I'm a Big Shot?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2297447,4494,"Chapter 36","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-36",36,"\u003Cp>Tonight, I made plans to play ball with Xia He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since we last played badminton at Yikangyuan Sports & Recreation Center, the two of us have developed a new bond—court partners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But we don’t play often, at most once a week; including tonight, this is only the third time. After dinner, Xia He still drove her BMW to the faculty housing complex entrance to pick up Fang Qingye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They still went to Yikangyuan, where the environment was better and the crowds thinner, relatively more peaceful—this time, they didn’t run into Liu Dong and his superior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After nearly two hours of running and smashing, both were drenched in sweat. After showering and changing clothes, Fang Qingye still wore a T-shirt and jeans; today, Xia He wore a light beige floral dress, her long hair, previously tied up during play, now cascading over her shoulders, giving off the vibe of a kind older sister next door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two sat in the first-floor leisure area to rest and have something to drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Fang Qingye didn’t order bubble tea but asked for a can of beer; Xia He ordered a bottled drink, and they sipped and rested together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia He lowered her head to drink, seemingly lost in thought, then suddenly looked up at Fang Qingye and blurted out: “Xiao Fang, don’t you think it’s strange?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s strange?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The cause of Sun Jiaming’s death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean the reason he jumped—losing heavily in stock trading—is inaccurate?” Fang Qingye asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not inaccurate, but I feel the matter isn’t this simple. I looked into Sun Jiaming’s family situation; a paper loss of 900,000 wouldn’t drive him to suicide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia He voiced her doubts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For the past few days, I’ve been turning this over in my mind, sensing something’s off, but I can’t pinpoint exactly what. I don’t dare tell anyone else… sigh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end, Xia He let out a soft sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye put down his beer can and smiled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior, I also feel something’s suspicious. Sun Jiaming’s suicide by jumping definitely has deeper reasons.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you mean it’s not about stock trading?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it’s definitely related to stock trading, but not as simply as it appears. There’s something we haven’t uncovered yet—and that thing is the final straw that crushed Sun Jiaming,” Fang Qingye said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what could it be?” Xia He rested her chin on her hands, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her expression, Fang Qingye chuckled: “Enough, Senior. Don’t think about it. Sun Jiaming’s suicide due to heavy stock losses has nothing to do with the unit—this conclusion is fine, isn’t it?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm… you’re right! Sometimes I just overthink things,” Xia He smiled faintly and continued: “I plan to visit Sun Jiaming’s home tomorrow with Bank Manager Su. I’ll deliver 20,000 yuan in condolence money on behalf of the unit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye understood: this meant the bank considered the matter fully closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But events took an unexpected turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next afternoon, Fang Qingye was in his office studying “Fundamentals of Mathematical Finance Analysis,” beginning to build a mathematical model, when his QQ suddenly chimed “ding-ding.” He looked—his screen showed a sleeping lotus avatar blinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a message from Xia He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened it and found a new chat message.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Fang, you’re amazing—I don’t even know how to thank you. You’ve helped me again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze and replied: “Senior, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other side didn’t reply immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye was baffled—he hadn’t done anything recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t press further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Xia He was busy and couldn’t respond—after all, it was work hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia He was indeed busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had just sent a QQ message when Deputy Manager Su Ming knocked and entered: “Director Xia, we’ve confirmed it: Sun Jiaming embezzled 400,000 yuan from his friend Zhang Guofu’s fund purchase.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday afternoon, Xia He received bad news: a man named Zhang Guofu came to the branch lobby to withdraw his 400,000 yuan fund product, but staff told him he had never purchased that fund.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another 400,000 yuan had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Xia He immediately ordered the branch manager to seal the information and personally escorted Zhang Guofu to the VIP room to question him in detail. She learned Zhang Guofu had bought the fund through Sun Jiaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Guofu and Sun Jiaming had been middle school classmates and deeply trusted Sun’s character. In the past, when Sun needed to meet deposit targets, Zhang often helped—he was a small business owner with spare cash and was happy to assist: where you deposit doesn’t matter, and helping a classmate was no trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A year ago, Sun Jiaming approached Zhang Guofu again, recommending a fund. At the time, the market was strong and the fund was rising, so Zhang Guofu decided to invest 400,000 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Jiaming filled out the fund purchase contract and brought it to Zhang’s home for his signature. When transferring funds, Zhang went to the Donghang Nanxin Branch lobby; Sun told him to sign, he signed; told him to enter his password, he entered it. Finally, Sun handed him a slip saying it was done, and Zhang left with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no idea Sun Jiaming, desperate for more capital to profit in the stock market, had already set his sights on the 400,000 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, during the password entry, Sun Jiaming manipulated the process, making Zhang enter his withdrawal password twice—ultimately, Zhang’s 400,000 yuan was transferred to Sun’s account.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun Jiaming’s plan was to temporarily divert the money, then secretly buy back the fund for his old friend once he made profits. But the market plummeted, wiping out everything—he lost not just profits but the principal too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During a drinking session with Zhang Guofu, Sun had mentioned the fund purchase, and Zhang said the stock market was bad—he wanted to redeem the 400,000 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sun panicked instantly: embezzling depositor funds was a criminal offense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also recalled his painful years of stock trading and felt his future was hopeless—he conceived the idea of suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These details were just uncovered by Su Ming through investigations and rushed back to report to Xia He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia He asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just this 400,000? Nothing else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, nothing else. We’ve reviewed all bank account statements for Sun Jiaming over the past three years with the central bank and police. Only this 400,000 yuan from our branch constitutes illegal misappropriation; the rest are normal,” Su Ming replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. I’ll report this to the city branch. Our Nanxin Branch has truly had a year of troubles,” Xia He said, forcing a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, but luckily, we recently purchased employee fidelity insurance for key staff—this 400,000 yuan hole can be covered. Otherwise, the problem would’ve been worse,” Su Ming smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia He understood his meaning: the handling of the two branch managers in Pingdong was a clear warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She truly owed that guy thanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye’s lazy figure flashed in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the other two interns who arrived with him, this guy wasn’t proactive at work—he even slacked off, according to subordinates’ feedback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at critical moments, he always delivered key results.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm… this junior is quite good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Xia,” Su Ming interrupted her thoughts: “Who should write this report?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Give it to Fang Qingye. Go find Yu Kechang in the Finance and Accounting Department, discuss the claim process with Pacific Insurance,” Xia He said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Su Ming left, Xia He picked up the desk phone and dialed Fang Qingye.\u003C\u002Fp>",1244,"2026-06-20T05:58:40.725Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","78411ddac54a0d302f83bf5f14b62e15336d4740fe3d5460f5c80b14e96373b3","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-37","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-35",215,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-cover.jpg"]