Chapter 325 - 209: Julian, You Are Suspended
"Never mind whether he's crazy or not."
After they were a safe distance away, Li Wei joked, "Shouldn't you move your butt? You've made my hand go completely numb."
Only then did Elizabeth register the unusual feeling beneath her, and she shot up as if she'd been electrocuted. Her cheeks, already flushed from being tipsy, were now so red they looked ready to bleed.
"Sorry..." she said, straightening her skirt in a fluster. "I didn't notice."
Li Wei just shrugged and said nothing.
'Am I really that heavy?' Elizabeth wondered, recalling what Li Wei had said. She looked down.
Her chest was in the way; she couldn't see her toes.
「Sunday. East Rutherford, New Jersey. MetLife Stadium.」
The cold, late-autumn wind howled above the steel dome, but the atmosphere inside the stadium was like boiling magma.
The New York Giants, playing at home, were facing off against the Las Vegas Raiders, a team known for their fierce style and aggressive plays.
However, with Li Wei on the field, "fierce style" and "aggressive plays" were meaningless terms. He'd never heard of them.
Against his physique, all their brutal collisions were as futile as moths flying into a flame.
"A perfect read! Li Wei has once again seen through the Raiders' zero blitz tactic!" In the commentary booth, Joe Buck was so excited he was spraying spit. "He's like a cold, calculating T-800! Snap, drop back, pass! The ball is guided with precision into the hands of the receiver in the end zone! Touchdown!"
The entire game devolved into a one-sided slaughter.
Not only was Li Wei an unstoppable force on offense, but he also commanded and directed the play on the field. His precise reads on positioning made the Giants' entire offensive line look human for the first time.
'Previously, they didn't look human at all to him.'
Now, no one doubted that he was the number one Quarterback in the league.
When the final whistle blew, the Giants had secured another victory. This time, they'd also managed a considerable achievement: not a single player, from the Quarterback to the wide receivers, had been injured or sacked. In the truest sense, they had all emerged unscathed.
Over eighty thousand fans in the stadium erupted in cheers. The Giants had achieved an unprecedented 9-game winning streak and were now just one step away from locking in a playoff spot.
Li Wei once again gained 0.1 attribute points.
[You have encountered remnants of bandit gangs from the Western Wilds. They schemed to use surprise attack tactics to enter the Royal City.]
[In this foregone conclusion of a bandit-suppression campaign, you not only crushed the enemy's will with absolute power but also acted as an unshakable iron fortress, protecting all the retainers under your command. Your legion suffered zero deaths and zero serious injuries.]
[You have embodied the Knight's virtue: Valor]
[You have obtained 0.1 free attribute points.]
The free attribute points were accumulating little by little. He now had a total of 0.7, laying another brick on his path to becoming a Golden Knight.
Some rejoiced while others worried.
「Monday, 9:00 AM sharp. Midtown Manhattan, JPMorgan Chase Headquarters.」
The morning sun shone on the glass curtain walls of Wall Street. Jamie Damon, the current CEO of JPMorgan Chase, sat in his top-floor office, his brow furrowed as he stared at an anonymous tip in his encrypted email inbox.
The email had been sent by Mark before the close of business on Friday, according to Li Wei's plan, routed through multiple proxy servers.
Attached was an extremely detailed "Risk Advisory Memorandum." What made it so damning was the personal digital signature of senior partner Julian at the bottom. The memo documented how he had used his top-level MD privileges to force an interception order into the clearing system.
The order alone might have been manageable. The real problem was the memo's reference to a USB drive given to Director Colin of the Financial Crimes Enforcement Bureau. Information on that drive proved that Julian had planned to intercept these funds long in advance.
And the targets of his premeditated interception involved not only the Russian energy oligarch Sergey, but also a direct member of the Mellon Family, and a joint charitable project run by those two and the Johnson Group!
'A madman. A fucking madman. A stupid, reckless madman.'
Jamie Damon was about to explode with anger. How could some no-name pipsqueak he'd never even heard of cause so much trouble, and start off with something this huge?
As the man at the helm of the world's largest clearing bank, he understood the importance of the compliance red line better than anyone.
JPMorgan Chase would never, for the private gain of a single MD, simultaneously offend a capital titan from Eastern Europe, old money from the United States of America, and the Johnson Family, which held the lifeblood of the medical industry in its hands. This was playing Russian roulette with the entire reputation of JPMorgan Chase!
The mere thought of lawyers from Mellon, Sergey, and the Johnson Family showing up in his office, holding up the interception order and asking, "Did you authorize this?" made Jamie Damon want to put a bullet in this senior partner named Julian.
That moron. Doing business on the side was one thing, but leaving behind hard evidence and getting caught was just plain stupid.
Everyone runs a side hustle, but getting caught red-handed is the height of foolishness.
He pressed the button for the intercom on his desk. "Get the heads of Compliance and Internal Security in my office immediately. Prepare a termination notice and the documents to hand this over to the FBI's white-collar crime division."
Just forty-five minutes later, in Julian's office.
He had just changed into a brand-new pair of pants and was holding a cup of coffee, pondering the suspicious nature of the job Adam had brought him.
'The whole thing has felt off from the start,' he thought. 'First, I went to Mark and Colin, and they both screwed up. Second, what kind of grudge would make some mysterious buyer target a young lady from the Mellon Family?'