If there's nothing fishy going on, nobody would believe it.

As the director drove, he kept glancing at the woman's flushed cheeks, which were as red as apples, making one want to take a bite.

"In your mind, am I someone who has to take on a project to gain an advantage?"

"Hehe, you don't really know me. I sometimes want to do good deeds too."

"I'll let you get to know me completely in a moment."

The unspoken understanding among adults flowed ambiguously in the car.

Even though lust clouded his judgment, the director was not swayed by the woman and did not say anything he should have.

The turmoil during this period did reduce some of the annual expenses, but the reduction was not significant and had little impact.

But now that the project has fallen into his hands, how could he not try to embezzle as much as possible? Would he dare to embezzle alone? Of course not, wouldn't he have to give gifts to those above him as well?

Especially given the current internal strife within the Zhou family, this is the best opportunity for him to make a fortune. If he misses this chance, he won't have another one like it.

Therefore, the director took on the project, and together with the group of people who colluded with him, they embezzled an estimated 80-90% of the budget.

As for taking the blame, it's naturally the honest Xu Yan who should take the fall.

If he does well, that is his honor.

If things go wrong, just use Xu Yan as a scapegoat.

-

The annual ceremony is drawing ever closer.

Su Qingjiao also returned to school, but her face was still covered by large sunglasses, a scarf and other things, so that no one could see what her real face looked like.

When questioned by her classmates, Su Qingjiao used the excuse that she had already made an appointment at a high-end cosmetic surgery hospital abroad. She claimed that the hospital only served nobles such as Middle Eastern princes and princesses, so no one could cut in line and she could only wait until next month to go abroad for cosmetic surgery.

Under the skeptical gazes of her classmates, Su Qingjiao took out the invitation from her bag.

"Here, the invitation I promised to give you."

“The Zhou family’s annual celebration is always very lively. The on-site decorations and hotel accommodations cost hundreds of millions of yuan. Everyone in the Zhou Group is busy right now.”

"Once this busy period is over, I will be able to put everything down and go abroad to relax."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw the invitation in Su Qingjiao's hand.

Suddenly, Su Qingjiao's flawed lies seemed more real than gold to them.

This is an invitation from the Zhou Group. Guests who receive such invitations are all symbols of status and wealth.

Everyone stared at Su Qingjiao, eager to win a spot to enter the venue and broaden their horizons.

Su Qingjiao thoroughly enjoyed the attention she received and, like a princess, gracefully selected a few classmates she was close to.

The students stretched out their hands to accept the invitations, speaking eloquently in various languages ​​to please Su Qingjiao, like servants respectfully thanking a princess for her favor.

Students who received invitations began to carefully prepare their evening gowns for the annual ceremony.

In the office.

Upon hearing the news, the teachers, who had no classes to teach in the morning, gathered around the teacher who had received the invitation, expressing their envy and amazement.

"I heard you also got an invitation to the Zhou Family Annual Ceremony. I'm so envious."

"Have you prepared your evening gown for the banquet? There will be high society people everywhere. You probably wouldn't feel comfortable wearing a dress that costs thousands of dollars."

"I really envy you. You can find billionaires at the banquet with your eyes closed. Getting them to sponsor a building would be a piece of cake."

Hearing their envious words, the teacher's smile grew even brighter.

He glanced at the counselor, and said with a humble smile, "I didn't mean to make a fuss, but I didn't expect you guys to be so well-informed."

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have even realized that I hadn't prepared an evening gown."

“I’ve been busy writing my opening remarks lately, trying to figure out how to convince them to sponsor the school.”

"You won't know until you try it. I'm actually a little nervous when I'm about to go in."

These young teachers all share one office.

Opposite the teacher sat the counselor, who remained unaffected by the crowd and focused on preparing the teaching materials for the next class.

Other teachers noticed the silent counselor and couldn't help but ask her questions out of curiosity.

"I heard you're also going to the Zhou family's annual ceremony. Why don't you seem nervous at all?"

"Are you all ready?"

The counselor shook his head: "I still don't know what I'm supposed to do."

"I only prepared one suit."

Upon hearing the counselor's brief and humble reply, the other teachers gave him a meaningful look.

I don't know if he's really that carefree, or if he's just being modest and doesn't want to tell them.

In fact, the counselor really didn't know what he was supposed to do. After all, Zhou Yi had only told him to wait at the door, and he had no idea how to get in or what to do inside.

There's no need to prepare a speech.

-

With the old shareholders temporarily taking over the management of the Zhou Group and the date of the Zhou family's annual ceremony approaching, people gradually forgot about the news that had caused such a stir just a few days ago.

But the undercurrents are only just beginning to stir.

Early in the morning, Zhou Yi, accompanied by his caregiver, put on a mask and went to the police station for questioning.

Upon entering the interrogation room, I immediately felt the temperature drop; the room wasn't air-conditioned, perhaps due to the imposing atmosphere of the police station.

Perhaps it's because the room is surrounded by cold, hard copper and iron walls, and there are cameras installed in all four corners, so that anyone who enters can be captured by the cameras from all angles.

Sitting opposite Zhou Yi were two policemen, one of whom had paper and pen in front of him to take notes on the conversation.

"Zhou Yi, don't be nervous. We just want to ask you about the situation."

Just treat it as a normal chat.

"We received a report that your aunt poisoned you..."

Zhou Yi answered all the police's questions, but because he was a victim, the police did not get any useful clues from his questions.

In the end, I just comforted him, saying that with medical technology so advanced now, his condition would definitely be brought under control.

"Ahem... I'd like to see my aunt."

"Perhaps only she can answer for me when she started poisoning me. I really don't believe she's that kind of person."

The police officer looked at the wavering and restraint in Zhou Yi's eyes and sighed slightly. Is this the power struggle between wealthy families?

In response to Zhou Yi's request for a visit, one of the police officers who was questioning him personally took Zhou Yi to see Aunt Zhou.

Aunt Zhou was brought over by the prison guards. The police officer reminded the two of them, "This was originally against the rules, but I've given you five minutes. You need to hurry."