The mole is right beside me?
In the days following the construction site incident, the Feng Group appeared outwardly calm, as if the accident that day was just a trivial incident.
But in secret, a silent storm had already swept across the top floor of the entire building.
Feng Jinxuan decisively suspended the highly anticipated real estate project in the suburbs, citing "major safety hazards in the project, requiring a week-long complete work stoppage for rectification."
This decision caused quite a stir both inside and outside the company.
External financial media speculated that the Feng Group might be facing unspeakable cash flow problems. Inside the company, panic reigned, with rumors swirling about the new, young president's true intentions. The fully armed special assistant also sparked considerable discussion, frequently becoming a topic of conversation among those fortunate enough to be present.
Yu Jinli knew that this was just a smokescreen.
The real storm was brewing in the CEO's office, where she clocked in every day.
In the past few days, Yu Jinli's work has undergone a subtle but important change.
In addition to continuing to act as a "human air purifier" to ensure that the boss can breathe in a safe environment, she was also forced to take on a new role—serving as President Feng's "specially appointed metaphysical consultant and interdisciplinary scientific researcher."
Feng Jinxuan seemed to have developed an unusually strong interest in her "quantum entanglement and the I Ching" theory that she had casually made up in the car.
He would have his assistant, Wang, find all sorts of books available on the market about feng shui, magnetic fields, and energy science, and pile them up in a corner of her office.
Then, like a rigorous mentor, he would set aside a fixed time each day for "academic discussions".
For example, at this moment, he pointed to a chapter in a thick book called "The Essentials of Feng Shui," and asked in his cool, emotionless voice:
"It says here, 'Azure Dragon on the left, White Tiger on the right, Vermilion Bird in front, Black Tortoise behind.' What is the scientific basis for this theory? Is it based on the influence of the Earth's magnetic field on human bioelectricity, or some unknown particle field distribution pattern?"
Yu Jinli looked at the ancient text that she herself only half-understood, feeling completely overwhelmed. She was repeatedly asked about her knowledge gaps, which was very frustrating.
She cleared her throat and began her performance.
“Boss, that’s a very insightful question.” She looked solemn, her expression as professional as a master of Chinese studies giving a lecture on CCTV. “This is actually an ancient form of architectural environmental psychology. The Azure Dragon represents vitality and flow, corresponding to the ‘traffic arteries’ in modern urban planning; the White Tiger represents order and majesty, corresponding to ‘administrative functional zones’... So, this isn’t superstition, but rather a scientific summary of urban living from our ancestors, expressed in the simplest language!”
She launched into a long, rambling tale, almost convincing herself of it.
Feng Jinxuan listened intently, even typing a few lines in his notebook.
“That makes sense. Then, how can we explain ‘煞’ using modern science? Is it a negative energy wave, or a special radioactive element?”
Yu Jinli: "..."
Help! She's just someone who sells luck, not an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences! Let's talk this out, don't go overboard with this.
She felt like she wasn't going to work every day, but rather participating in a series of challenging academic defenses.
The examiner was none other than the domineering CEO in front of him, whose thirst for knowledge was abnormally strong.
She seriously suspected that this guy didn't want to understand metaphysics at all; he just wanted to see her talking nonsense with a straight face—it was pure perverse pleasure!
That afternoon, Yu Jinli was dozing off while reading "An Introduction to the Book of Changes and Quantum Mechanics" when there was a knock on the office door.
Assistant Wang walked in with a serious expression, holding a black encrypted folder in his hand, and went straight to Feng Jinxuan's desk.
Yu Jinli immediately perked up, knowing that the main event was about to begin.
"Boss, we've found it." Assistant Wang's voice was low and heavy.
Feng Jinxuan put down the book in his hand, took the folder, and examined it page by page with great care.
His expression didn't change, but Yu Jinli could feel that the chilling aura around him was decreasing at a visible speed.
The temperature in the entire office seemed to drop several degrees out of nowhere, making her rub her arms involuntarily.
Assistant Wang stood to the side, reporting the results of the investigation over the past few days in a very fast-paced manner.
His storytelling style is like a fast-paced suspense film.
"The surveillance footage from the construction site that day was indeed partially deleted. The technical department spent three days recovering the underlying data and finally found the deleted footage."
The holographic projection in the center of the office lit up, and a processed surveillance video was clearly displayed in front of them.
In the video, a woman in a business suit, taking advantage of her lunch break, avoids all the main roads and sneaks into a corner where clutter is piled up, like a ghost.
She looked around to make sure no one was there, then took out a black stone and a piece of yellow paper from her handbag.
She placed the yellow paper on the bricks, then steadily placed the black stone on top, even adjusting the angle.
After doing all this, she quickly left.
Although the image was a bit blurry, Yu Jinli recognized the figure and the signature walking posture at a glance.
She is Sun Man, the Marketing Director.
“We immediately conducted a background check on Sun Man,” Assistant Wang’s voice continued, like a cold courtroom statement. “Her recent call records are clean, all normal work-related. However, her overseas account received an anonymous remittance of $500,000 three days ago.”
Feng Jinxuan's fingers tapped lightly on the smooth desk surface, producing a dull and rhythmic sound.
"Can you trace the source of the remittance?"
“The other party was very professional, using multiple virtual springboards and encrypted channels, ultimately pointing to an untraceable offshore shell company.” Assistant Wang shook his head, clearly not surprised by the result. “However, we followed another line and found something even more interesting.”
He projected a photograph onto the screen.
The photo shows Sun Man posing with a seemingly honest-looking middle-aged man. The background is an ordinary ward in a hospital.
“This is Sun Man’s father, who passed away last month due to an acute myocardial infarction. According to our investigation, her father was an avid gambler and owed a huge debt of nearly three million yuan. Just a few days before his death, this debt was suddenly paid off in cash.”
“In addition,” Assistant Wang pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light, “we also found something else in Sun Man’s university file. She majored in marketing, but she minored in a very obscure elective course—ancient folklore and geomancy.”
All the clues, like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, are pieced together one by one.
A seemingly perfect logical closed loop has been formed.
Sun Man was bribed with money because of her father's debt problems.
Using her limited knowledge of metaphysics and her position as a senior executive with free access to the construction site, she secretly set up the vicious "煞钉" (煞钉) feng shui formation that afternoon, attempting to create an accident and murder Feng Jinxuan.
Yu Jinli was terrified and felt a chill run down her spine.
She never imagined that the elite businesswoman who targeted her at every turn in the company would do something like hiring someone to commit murder.
The backstabbing and infighting in the workplace can really be deadly!
"Is it Feng Jinhong?" Yu Jinli couldn't help but ask the question that had been on her mind.
She always felt that Sun Man didn't seem like the mastermind behind such a meticulous plan. She was more like a pathetic pawn, used and discarded.
“There is no evidence.” Feng Jinxuan’s voice was emotionless, yet it sent a chill down Yu Jinli’s spine. “There is no direct contact between Sun Man and her cousin. Both the call records and the financial transactions are as clean as a freshly formatted sheet of paper.”
That's the scariest part.
The person hiding behind the scenes was as cunning as a fox, leaving no trace and exonerating themselves completely.
"Then... what do we do now?" Yu Jinli asked worriedly. "Should we call the police? Although the police may not believe in feng shui, it's a fact that she took bribes!"
"Call the police?" Feng Jinxuan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Five hundred thousand US dollars might only put her in jail for a few years. But the person who truly wants me dead will emerge unscathed, and might even introduce new pawns. Stirring up trouble will only alert the snake."
He stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the bustling city below.
"To deal with these rats hiding in the gutter, you have to use the rats' method. Lure them all out of their holes at once."
He turned around and looked at Yu Jinli and Assistant Wang with cold, sharp eyes, like a sword about to be drawn.
"Assistant Wang."
"exist."
"Pass down the word: next week, a celebration banquet will be held on the 'Pearl of the Sea' cruise ship to mark the project's restart. All executives at the director level and above must attend."
Assistant Wang was taken aback for a moment, then understood his boss's intention.
This is to lure the snake out of its hole and catch the turtle in a jar.
"yes."
“Furthermore,” Feng Jinxuan’s gaze fell on Yu Jinli, and that look inexplicably reminded her of an elegant yet dangerous cheetah setting a trap, “prepare her the most beautiful dress. That night, she was my only female companion.”
Yu Jinli: "...Huh?"
She felt like she was being forced to work again. And this time, it was a banquet fraught with danger, a trap set by a treacherous scheme.
Looking at her somewhat bewildered and resistant expression, Feng Jinxuan's irritation caused by the investigation results inexplicably dissipated somewhat.
He walked up to her, reached out, and very naturally tidied her slightly messy hair.
"Don't be afraid." His voice was low, with a hint of reassurance. "I'm here."
Then, he reverted to his smug look and added a sentence.
"After all, my 'work injury' insurance still depends on you."
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