Linda felt that Meng Zihan's behavior had been off these past two days, so she quickly made a phone call to Director Zhang.
"Chairman Zhang, President Meng has been coming to the company every day these past two days. As soon as he arrives, he checks the reports and books. It seems like he cares about the company's affairs. Do you think so..."
Director Zhang interrupted Linda's report without a second thought.
"I thought it was something serious. Do you think I don't know what's going on in her head?" Director Zhang scoffed, his voice full of contempt. "I bet she went back to that Jiangcheng hometown and got spurred on by her cousin who got into a prestigious university, so she came back and started working hard. She's just a kid, it's nothing but a passing fad."
"But Ms. Zhang, I feel like she's acting a little differently this time..."
Linda was still worried when she thought about Meng Zihan's serious demeanor.
"Alright, let her be. Let her look if she wants to, she won't see anything interesting anyway," Director Zhang said impatiently. "Just keep a close eye on her, and report any important matters directly to me. Once this phase passes, she'll naturally go shopping for her bags again."
Linda wanted to say a few more words, but Chairman Zhang hung up the phone.
Linda held the microphone and frowned as she heard the busy tone.
Although Director Zhang's words made sense, her unease did not lessen at all.
She felt that Meng Zihan's actions this time were unusual, and things seemed to be getting out of control.
She didn't like this feeling; it was too passive!
We must find out exactly what Meng Zihan is trying to do!
I need to sound her out again.
Just then, the phone on Meng Zihan's desk rang.
Meng Zihan quickly answered the phone, and a strange man's voice came through.
"Miss Meng? This is Brother Mai."
Mycroft?
It's that private investigator!
Meng Zihan immediately perked up and sat up straight.
"How's it going? Did you find it?"
“Of course! I’ve already found out who owns the bank account you gave me. And as for Linda, I know exactly who she’s been seeing and where she’s been lately.” My voice sounded smug on the phone. “I have all the information here, waiting for you to come over for a face-to-face meeting.”
"Okay! I'll be right there!"
Meng Zihan slammed down the phone, grabbed her handbag, and rushed out, her heart pounding with excitement.
She had just opened the office door when she bumped right into Linda, who was about to push the door open and come in.
"Mr. Meng, are you going out?"
Seeing her in such a hurry, Linda quickly asked.
Meng Zihan cursed inwardly.
Mind your own business! Once I figure out what you're up to, you'll be sorry!
She said impatiently, "I made plans to go shopping with a friend, is that not allowed? Linda, have you been too free lately? Why are you always staring at me?"
Linda wasn't angry at being rebuffed, and still smiled politely, "Mr. Meng, you misunderstand. The samples of the new model are ready, and we would like to invite you to come and take a look."
Meng Zihan had no interest in looking at the sample; she just wanted to fly to that private investigator immediately and get the evidence that could kill Linda.
"Let's talk about it tomorrow!"
After Meng Zihan finished speaking, she quickly stepped into the elevator in her high heels.
Linda stood there, watching the elevator doors slowly close, and her tense nerves finally relaxed.
shop?
It seems Director Zhang was right. This good-for-nothing young lady's three-minute burst of enthusiasm has finally worn off.
Meng Zihan hailed a taxi on the roadside and gave the driver the address of the private detective agency.
Soon, the taxi stopped on that inconspicuous old street.
When Meng Zihan arrived at "McGarden Investigation Agency," Brother Mai was sitting behind his desk. Upon seeing her, he immediately revealed a mysterious smile.
"Miss Meng, you're here." He pointed to the chair opposite him, took a thick brown paper bag from the drawer, and patted it on the table. "Everything you wanted is here."
Meng Zihan reached out to take it.
Mai Ge pressed down on the paper bag, grinning like a fox: "However... the people involved behind this are no ordinary people. Miss Meng, the price you offered before is probably not enough. We'll have to add some to the final payment."
"What do you mean?" Meng Zihan's face immediately darkened. "You want to raise the price on the spot?"
“You can’t say that.” Brother Mai slowly lit a cigarette for himself. “You didn’t say you were looking into someone with such a powerful background. I took a lot of risks to find this information for you. This information is worth the price. If you think it’s too expensive, no problem. I think there are plenty of people in Hong Kong who would be willing to pay for this information.”
When Meng Zihan heard that he was going to sell the information to others, she became anxious.
She gritted her teeth and asked, "Fine! How much do you want?"
Myco stretched out one hand and made a "five" gesture.
"Five thousand?" Meng Zihan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take out the money from her wallet. "Okay."
Mai shook his finger, exhaled a smoke ring, and slowly corrected, "Miss Meng, it's fifty thousand."
"Fifty thousand?!" Meng Zihan jumped up from her chair in shock. "Why don't you just rob someone?!"
"Rob?" Mycroft sneered, stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray. "Miss Meng, this is already a friendly price for Fanny's sake. Just tell me, do you want this news or not?"
HK$50,000!
This is no small sum for Meng Zihan.
Even with the company's profits this month, plus the pocket money Director Zhang usually gives her, it's still not enough!
Do I not need this information?
The image of Linda's hypocritical smile flashed before Meng Zihan's eyes. The thought of her using the company she had worked so hard to build to launder money, and the thought of herself becoming a scapegoat without realizing it, and being sent to prison next, sent chills down her spine.
No, she can't miss this opportunity to get something on Linda!
Meng Zihan's expression changed several times. Finally, she gritted her teeth and began to bargain.
"Brother Mai, to be honest, I'm just a figurehead boss. I don't have any real say in the company's affairs. I only get a fixed salary every month. I really can't come up with 50,000 yuan. How about this: you give me a fair price, and I'll introduce you to anything my company needs to investigate, or if any of my girlfriends need anything, so you can make big money!"
Seeing that she didn't seem to be faking it, Mycroft thought for a moment and asked, "How about this, for Fanny's sake, I'll give you a smaller amount. How much can you come up with?"
Of course, Meng Zihan couldn't tell the truth. She calculated for a moment and gave a number.
"Twenty thousand."
"Twenty thousand? That's too little!"
Mycroft held up three fingers, sealing the deal.
"Thirty thousand, not a penny less. If you can't even come up with this amount, then this business deal is off."
Thirty thousand...
This was pretty much Meng Zihan's limit, and she was really reluctant to give it up.
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