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Wu Yuqian opened the office door and was surprised to see Jin Weicheng sitting in her chair, legs crossed, wearing headphones, and enjoying himself with his eyes closed.
"Good morning!" she greeted as she sat down across from him. "Handsome, you’ve got the wrong office."
Jin Weicheng opened his eyes, his peach blossom eyes losing their previous nonchalance, now filled with a deep intensity as he stared at Wu Yuqian.
"You little girl, you actually plotted against me last night!"
"What did I plot against you?" Wu Yuqian replied, her smile radiant. "It was you who wanted to drink with Song Pearl. You didn’t believe she could outdrink a whole table of people, so how is that my plotting? I merely praised Song Pearl in front of you!"
"Don’t play innocent. At the end, I didn’t drink much at all; how could I be drunk? And those two women from the bar drank more than I did and ended up in the hospital this morning!"
Jin Weicheng's face turned slightly pale at this. He hadn’t thought much of being drunk before, but this morning he received a call about the two women he had been drinking with suffering from alcohol poisoning.
He wasn’t a fool; they had all been drinking from the same bottle as Song Pearl. If it wasn’t related to Song Pearl, then it was Wu Yuqian’s problem.
He didn’t dare to think what would have happened if Song Pearl hadn’t fed him jealousy.
"Alcohol poisoning can vary in severity. If I accidentally died from it, Song Pearl wouldn’t be bouncing around in front of you anymore, right?"
"What are you talking about?" Wu Yuqian’s smile vanished as she stood up angrily, her fair face turning red as she pointed towards the door. "You’re still not sober! Get out!"
"I’m still not sober!" Jin Weicheng stood up. "But, sister, don’t think I’m a fool! I can protect you, let you have your way, and help you out, but… if you go too far and it affects me, don’t blame me! My dad made you the general manager of Jin Mai and put you on a pedestal; if I’m unhappy for even a moment, you’ll know where to go back to!"
He walked over to Wu Yuqian’s side, his lips almost touching her ear as he spoke fiercely before striding out and slamming the door behind him.
Wu Yuqian turned her back to the door, a cold smile crossing her lips as she kicked aside the chair that Jin Weicheng had just occupied.
Song Pearl had been busy in D City for three days. Following the list provided by Wu Qiang, she visited high-level executives related to Jin Mai over the past three years but found no valuable evidence.
Wu Qiang hadn’t embezzled company funds, but with the financial accounts laid bare, no one would listen to his self-defense alone.
The Investigation Bureau has clarified the situation, and Jin Mai has demanded that Wu Qiang hand over the transferred assets; otherwise, he will be detained.
However, after his resignation, he had no assets. One hundred million is not much for a corporate group, but for an ordinary person, it is a significant amount.
Song Pearl sat down on a maroon bench in the square opposite Jin Mai's office building, staring blankly at the distant advertising screen.
Wu Qiang has always been cautious and strategic in his work, yet he fell victim to someone else's scheme. What was this person's intention in targeting him?
She had asked Wu Qiang if he had offended anyone in the past, to which he shook his head with a wry smile. He never expected that although he escaped an early death in this life, he would attract the disaster of imprisonment.
"The only person I have wronged in this life is your mother."
He looked at Song Pearl with a sense of melancholy, his eyes showing little emotion.
"I am still alive, yet I am facing such baseless accusations and cannot defend myself. Perhaps it is karma! I have been atoning for my sins but still cannot escape! If I had known earlier, I should have been more ruthless..."
"One hundred million needs a destination, and all of it has been transferred to the Resort. The person who set this up is not simple; perhaps it was all premeditated."
"With this speculation, I have become the most likely accomplice to frame you!"
Song Pearl clenched her bag tightly. The evidence in black and white clearly shows that Wu Qiang transferred one hundred million to build the Resort, but she knew very well how much money was actually spent on its construction.
"I can clarify the accounts here." She had no one else to consult and could only ask Wu Qiang.
At that moment, Wu Qiang regained his detached calmness. He looked at Song Pearl coolly. "You are my daughter; you can clarify things. But it may also implicate you as someone who embezzled public funds. It hasn't developed in that direction yet, perhaps because Jin Zhu just wants to bring me down."
Jin Mai intends to purchase Jinshan Resort and does not require Song Pearl to hand over the Resort. They are brazenly confident that Wu Qiang and his daughter will not be able to find any evidence against them.
"Are you sure it was Jin Zhu who did this?"
"Who else has a motive besides him? Although I don't hold any shares in the Jin Family, I don't know how much of the Jin Family's assets I've unknowingly occupied in his heart..."
After several rings, Song Pearl finally took out her phone, which displayed Qing Wenyu's number.
Since that night with the two phone calls, Qing Wenyu hadn't called again, and Song Pearl hadn't thought about returning the call; in her heart, he remained an outsider.
"How is the situation resolved?" His voice came through, lacking warmth.
"We can't find any evidence; we can only fill in their losses for now." Song Pearl's dry lips pulled into a helpless smile.
There was silence on the other end for a moment. "I'll figure out the money situation."
"Do you know how much it is? One hundred million! Does Chairman Qing agree to let you transfer such a large sum?"
"You don't need to worry about that." He was decisive and hung up the phone.
Song Pearl still held the phone to her ear when a shadow loomed over her. She looked up to see Wu Yuqian standing in front of her with a backpack.
"Sitting at Jin Mai's entrance isn't going to help. Since things have come to this, the most important thing is to find a way to raise money and prevent your dad from suffering in prison."
Wu Yuqian looked down at the pale-faced Song Pearl.
"I've been Wu Qiang's daughter for many years; I know exactly how much money he has. It's impossible to come up with one hundred million; he doesn't even have ten million."
"You know this, yet you refuse to testify."
"His lack of money has nothing to do with transferring funds or the company's operational losses. All his money has gone into investing in the Resort! But who would believe that? We can only blame him for not understanding his situation, resigning too early, and not planning a proper backup!"
Wu Yuqian sat next to Song Pearl. "Everyone knows this, but because someone reported it and the inspection agency got involved, with solid evidence, we can only pay back this amount first."
"How much money can you come up with?" Song Pearl raised an eyebrow at her.
"I don't have any money. I just started working, and I'm still paying off my new house. The pocket money my uncle used to give me has all been spent..."
"No money? Then why are you pretending to be compassionate?" Song Pearl lowered her eyelids and continued fiddling with her phone, which she had used for several years. It was the one Hong Xinran had given her, and now it looked like an old antique—thick and heavy.
"Didn't you marry an extraordinary husband? Hongqing's assets must be worth billions, right? Now that the Qing Family is in control, it should be easy for him to mobilize some funds, even if Qing Wenyu hasn't fully taken charge yet."
Wu Yuqian rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the curb beneath her feet. "This is a test of your relationship. If he truly cares for you, he should be able to come up with this amount of money."
At this point, she looked up and asked, "Haven't you talked to him yet? No one else can come up with this much money to help you right away. If you're too embarrassed, I can help you make the call."
Song Pearl found it somewhat amusing to listen to her almost talking to herself.
"No need for you to make the call. Qing Wenyu already called earlier; he'll figure out the money situation." Song Pearl put away her phone and stood up. "I'm not in a hurry for the money right now. Thank you for your concern; regardless of what you've done, just saying this is already very heartwarming."
Wu Yuqian's face showed surprise. "He called you? Is that true? That's great! You know my uncle's health isn't good; I've been worried about him lately."
"Worried?" Song Pearl paused before taking a step. "If you're worried about him, why don't you go visit him? He has treated you like his own daughter all these years!"
With that, she quickly walked away, not noticing the cold glare that flashed in Wu Yuqian's eyes as she remained seated.
After using Qing Wenyu's money, how could she hold her head high in front of Qing Yuansheng? How would she pay back that money in the end? If Wu Qiang were out, would he have a way?
Thinking of Wu Qiang's face, which looked even older than Song Shiting's now, Song Pearl felt a pang of sadness.
Would Wu Qiang and Zhang Yunye have a solution? But there was no sign of Zhang Yunye in this city; she had never had any contact information for him.
Zhang Yunye had only ever served Wu Qiang; his money came from Wu Qiang as well. What could he possibly do?
Standing on the cold painted road, Song Pearl walked somewhat aimlessly. Should she head back to the hotel?
The hotel room was still the one that Jin Weicheng had booked for her. This Huahua Young Master didn't seem as bad as he looked; ever since they had drinks, he hadn't disturbed her, and he even helped her find evidence when she needed it.
"Song Pearl!"
Song Pearl looked at the still traffic, realizing that the road had somehow become congested. A woman with wavy hair and sunglasses rolled down her window and waved at her, a big smile on her face.
"Hong Xinran!"
Song Pearl hadn't seen Hong Xinran since her marriage. Hong Xinran had been angry with her for marrying Qing Wenyu using such means. Regarding this misunderstanding, Song Pearl didn't want to explain, so neither of them had contacted the other.
"Song Pearl, come over here, get in the car!" Hong Xinran waved from the vehicle. "Hurry up!"
Song Pearl smiled; the misunderstanding between them seemed to have vanished across the street as if it had never happened. She looked around quickly and ran across to jump into Hong Xinran's car.
"Song Pearl, you cut me off and didn’t even call! That's really harsh!"
As Song Pearl settled into the car, Hong Xinran took off her sunglasses and pouted at her in complaint. (To be continued.)
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