The customer service representative said impatiently, "Stop asking! There's a problem with the application process right now. We can't process the production certificate no matter whose it is. Just wait patiently!"

Chenmian was somewhat taken aback.

how so?

The internal system actually had a problem.

Shang Wu stood up and glanced at her: "The factory can't get the production certificate, and it's not my personal fault. I can only explain to the pre-ordered buyers that the original delivery date will be postponed by three days. Does anyone have any objections?"

The shareholders' expressions softened, and they shook their heads.

Zhou Yanci relaxed as well, patted Shang Wu's back with his large hand, and chuckled soothingly: "I knew it, my A-Wu is the most capable. It's impossible that the production certificate can't be obtained because of you. Explain it, and I believe the buyer will understand."

Shang Wu felt uncomfortable when he touched her and immediately stood up. "Then I'll go deal with this first. I'll get the production certificate as soon as the supervision team fixes the procedure."

She picked up her bag and dealt with the shareholders and Zhou Yanci in a few minutes without getting into any trouble.

Chenmian clenched her fists, watching her retreating figure, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.

At the crucial moment, the monitoring team's system malfunctioned.

Originally, the problem was supposed to be blamed on Shangwu, but now it's become an official issue, and even the buyers won't hold the branch accountable.

Chenmian gritted her teeth, unable to understand how Shang Wu was so lucky to be able to escape this calamity!

No problem, the system will be fixed soon.

She didn't believe that with the Gu family pressuring her, Shang Wu could get her hands on the production certificate.

Delaying for a few days will still yield the same result.

Chenmian turned around and walked to Zhou Yanci's side, saying softly, "President Zhou, shall I make you a pot of chrysanthemum tea to cool you down? Don't worry."

The shareholders exchanged glances and stood up to avoid suspicion.

One of the shareholders passed by Zhou Yanci and patted him on the shoulder: "Be mindful of the impact."

Zhou Yanci's expression changed slightly. After everyone left, he looked at Chen Mian and said slowly and deliberately, "Be careful not to get too close to me at the company. Shang Wu is my fiancée. We should discuss business at the company."

"How can you compare her to me? She's just a tool you brought in to make money, while I'm your future wife, Mrs. Chengzhou, the president's wife." Chenmian pouted, feeling wronged.

Zhou Yanci felt inexplicably irritated, but outwardly compromised: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. Just be careful."

As he spoke, he thought of how Shang Wu always did whatever he said without questioning, pestering, or acting coquettishly.

She's much more sensible than Chenmian.

However, being too sensible and rule-abiding is not good either.

...

downstairs.

Shang Wu drove to find Lu Rang, obtained the letter of complaint, logged into her alternate account, and sent a message to the paparazzi she had been contacting anonymously, asking him to send the letter of complaint to the procuratorate.

While the supervisory team was busy repairing the system in the afternoon, several prosecutors went straight to the supervisor's office and took Chen Junyu away.

Shang Wu sat in Lu Rang's law firm office, drinking tea and searching for information online.

She was slumped over the desk, and sitting in the leather chair.

Lu Rang came in, carrying documents in one hand and having nowhere to sit, so he stood next to her and tapped the table.

Shang Wu casually grabbed a milk candy from the table and handed it to him.

Lu Rang: "That's not what I want."

"Want some tea?" Shang Wu handed over the teapot, her eyes still glued to the computer screen.

Lu Rang glanced at the computer screen and went to the sofa to look at the documents.

He flipped through two pages before asking, "Why have you been searching for the Yu family?"

"Gu Ziqian's uncle has been investigated and is likely to be in trouble. The position of supervisor of the supervision team is vacant now, and we can't let someone from the Gu family fill the position, as it will affect the studio's shipments."

Shang Wu found several photos of the Yu family members when they were out and about; they were all sitting in a car, and their faces were not clearly visible.

She pondered, "You said the Yu family has a say in the supervisory team. If I give gifts to the Yu family, can I get my people into the supervisory team?"

Lu Rang paused, then looked at the document again with a normal expression: "The Yu family is upright and honest, they don't accept gifts or do favors, so it's useless to send them anything."

"How would you know if you don't try?" Shang Wu retorted, pointing to the computer screen. "I just found someone saying that the Yu family has been passed down for a hundred years, and now the third generation, the Yu family, has a young master and a young lady, but neither of them cares about the family business."

Lu Rang casually hummed in agreement.

"If the young master of the Yu family isn't working for the family, where could he be? He's in Lincheng, so he should be easy to find." Shang Wu became increasingly curious.

Lu Rang paused for a moment, then looked up and said, "What good will it do you even if you find him? He's rich and powerful; he doesn't need the benefits you offer."

Shang Wu, however, didn't feel there was no hope. "How do you know if something will work if you don't try? He has plenty of money and power, what if..."

She thought, "What if he's lustful? I can use this to bribe him."

Lu Rang raised an eyebrow slightly: "Tell me more about it?"

Shang Wu joked, "I'll eat with him, drink with him, and sleep with him."

Lu Rang's eyes darkened, and he slammed the document onto the table with a light touch.