Chapter 81 Open the video and let me see you
He Sang had actually been gathering evidence. He Jinping's accident happened during the winter break of her senior year. She had originally planned to apply to the Beijing Dance Academy, but changed her mind and applied to the Central Academy of Drama for drama performance. To reach the wealthy and powerful in Hebei Province, one had to lure them in; ordinary people had no access to them.
The executives involved in the case were unharmed. They must have powerful connections behind them to suppress the scandal of the project collapse.
The connections must also be hidden in the upper class circles of Hebei Province.
So He Sang didn't take people like Hu Dafa, who just ran errands for the upper class, seriously.
She would rather wait.
Li Zhen’s husband said that the person behind Guanghe Group resigned from the Municipal Procuratorate.
According to common sense, Feng Zhikui, as the legal person who escaped the disaster by chance, should have disappeared and settled abroad, but he changed the name to "Wanhe Group" with great fanfare and re-entered the business world. Without any real backing, where did he get the courage?
This proves that his backing remains strong in the circle of power and influence.
After leaving the Municipal Procuratorate, the man who still holds the power of speech...
He Sang closed his eyes, and every muscle and bone in his body, including his eyelashes, was trembling.
The feeling of powerlessness that had been tearing her apart for a long time, so powerless that she suspected she was having a ridiculous dream.
She doesn't believe it.
I don't believe that Liang Jishen was the mastermind behind He Jinping's murder.
If he was, how could he not know?
He clearly knew everything, yet he hugged her, kissed her, slept with her, and was so calm when facing her.
Truth will come to light sooner or later.
Family and love, is he so sure that she will choose the latter?
What was Liang Jishen trying to achieve by keeping her by his side?
Stimulate.
Dark excitement.
Pleasure.
The pleasure of keeping a secret.
"It's both the most dangerous and the safest. Better to be tied to your own bed than to be in your opponent's bed and have them discover the truth." Li Zhen hit the nail on the head. "The family that rules the province is too high and mighty. He's become numb to the fawning and fear of him. A woman who frightens him and keeps him in the dark might retaliate or forgive him. He knows everything, except your thoughts."
He Sang trembled as she clutched the cup. Cold water spilled out of the cup, soaking the back of her hand. She dropped it abruptly and said, "Go back to Hebei Province. Just pretend I never looked for you."
When I returned to the apartment, the smell of Liang Jishen was still lingering.
He is a man who is extremely clean.
The clothes he took off were always neatly folded, without a single strand of hair, ironed without a single wrinkle, and had a faint scent of laundry detergent.
He Sang was in a daze, touching the seat where he had sat, the water cup he had used, the half-stubbed cigarette in the ashtray, and the cigarette butt with his teeth marks on it.
Liang Jishen's traces and shadow are everywhere.
She found that her life, even her own life, was ruthlessly integrated into and occupied by this man.
At that time, the lights in the China Overseas headquarters were on. Liang Jishen was sitting in the secretary's office and called He Sang. When he received the notification that she had rejected the call, he couldn't help but frown.
The office door opened silently and closed silently.
The man in a suit stood in front of the table, his face a hypocritical smile. "Deputy Secretary Liang, can we chat?"
Liang Jishen put down his phone without saying a word.
Eight of the nine members of the China Overseas Committee also serve as directors, and he is an exception.
He has no shares and is considered a "temporary worker".
In the eyes of the board of directors, he had a shallow foundation and was unkind. In the first month after he was parachuted in, he carried out drastic internal rectification. First, he checked the accounts, and second, he dismissed twelve middle-level managers from the department. The middle-level managers were the confidants promoted by the "top management" and were the nepotism of the whole ship. The impact on the middle-level managers triggered a major earthquake in the top management. Therefore, the directors more or less banded together to exclude him and were hostile to him.
However, the title given to Liang Jishen by the province was too high, and the top leader was facing retirement. He could be said to have monopolized power, and the collective isolation of senior executives could not shake his position.
On the thirty-seventh day of his tenure, he reached out to the Finance Department.
A huge amount of bad debts of 200 million was discovered, 170 million of which were confiscated, and a number of employees including the financial director, accountant, and secretary were laid off.
The force of thunder stirs up a thousand waves.
That night, he reported the matter to the provincial government again.
The board of directors had no time to stop it. The higher-ups intended to make an example of China Overseas to deter other companies.
The vice-president we are going to talk to is the umbrella of the Finance Department, the "chicken" that Liang Jishen is preparing to deal with.
"I'm willing to give up my entire year's dividends. If you can protect me and keep my position as a director, I'll repay you."
"Zhonghai is a provincial enterprise and the economic pillar of the province. Every penny is public property, taken from the people and used for their livelihood. You embezzled it privately, causing the loss of 30 million public funds. Not only will I not protect you, I will personally send you to where you belong."
"Vice President Liang, what a man you are... You don't care about the friendship between you and your colleagues, are you going to kill them all?"
Liang Jishen was already irritated, and the vice-chairman's bargaining only irritated him further. "Is Zhonghai managed by you or me?"
The vice-director choked, "Of course it's you."
"Do I obey you according to the rules and regulations? Do I obey you?"
"I obey you."
"go out!"
Seeing Liang Jishen was unmoved by any soft or hard tactics, the vice-president decided to get serious. "But you have the secretary and chairman above you. Have you reported to him?"
The man raised his head, and as their eyes met, he sneered, "You're mistaken. I was parachuted in. My superior isn't the chairman. He and I are on the same level. I report to him out of respect, and not reporting to him is the norm."
Liang Jishen knocked on the table and said, "In Zhonghai, I have my bottom line and rules. Even if the chairman returns, he has to give me face. There is no room for negotiation."
"Deputy Secretary Liang—" the deputy director panicked, "Please forgive me once, please forgive me once!"
"Cheng Xun."
The door opened, and Cheng Xun grabbed the deputy director's arm. "Director Meng, Mr. Liang's reputation is well known to his colleagues. He never shows favoritism. Even if his father had problems, he would still sacrifice his own family for the greater good. You are in his hands, so accept your fate."
"Liang Jishen!"
The vice-president stiffened his neck and yelled, "You're a righteous man, right? I have something on you! If you push me to the limit, we'll all be doomed! You once—"
Cheng Xun covered his mouth and dragged him out the door with brute force.
Liang Jishen rubbed his nose bridge and his eyes fell on the phone that had no response. He called again and this time the call went through.
"Why don't you answer the phone?"
He Sang's voice was muffled, as if he was covered by the quilt. "I'm going to take a shower."
"Asleep?"
"I'm a little sleepy."
Liang Jishen's eyes turned to the night outside the French window, "Does your foot still hurt?"
"pain."
In his mind, she was curled up there in a delicate manner, with red eyes and a wronged look.
"Turn on the video, let me see you."
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