Chapter 301 Even Liang Yizhi could only manage a draw with him
"careful!"
Just as the hot water was about to splash onto Ji Ying, Jiang Ran, who was behind her, reacted quickly and pulled her in front of her.
Then, he stepped to the doorway.
A man in his forties or fifties was just putting down his cup.
Jiang Ran walked straight in and kicked his water dispenser away.
Instantly, water flowed all over the ground.
"What are you doing!" The veins on the man's neck bulged.
Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow, "To eliminate potential dangers for my wife."
"Do you think you can act with impunity just because you have someone surnamed Liang backing you up?"
Ji Ying walked in from the door and said with a faint smile, "Deputy Director Zhou is too sensitive. I haven't even said anything yet, and you've already exposed yourself."
"Get out!" Zhou Wenyuan's eyes were stern. "I'm currently conducting handwriting analysis on Shen Aizhu's suicide note. According to regulations, I cannot see you!"
"So, according to the regulations, you are allowed to meet with members of the Pang family?"
Zhou Wenyuan glanced at her, then turned his back.
He didn't speak, and neither did Ji Ying.
Jiang Ran closed the door for them, and the staff who were supposed to go in to clean up the water in half the room were also stopped.
Seven or eight minutes passed before Ji Ying finally spoke softly, "I came here to find you, and there's no question of whether it complies with regulations, since I didn't arrange to meet you privately. But it's a bit of a shame that Deputy Director Zhou can't keep things to himself."
I don't understand what you're saying!
Zhou Wenyuan clearly didn't want to talk to her, and even walked to the window.
"Are you afraid someone is watching you?" Ji Ying asked.
He didn't answer, and she wasn't annoyed. She walked to his desk, glanced at it, and said, "Since the deputy director knows who I am, let me tell you something: if you have something you can't say, say it now, so as not to affect the handwriting analysis results."
Zhou Wenyuan's eyelids twitched.
He only experienced a brief internal struggle before forcibly suppressing it.
"Madam Liang, I will conduct the handwriting analysis of Shen Aizhu rigorously to ensure the accuracy of the conclusion. You need not say anything more, please return."
He avoided saying the word "notarization," and Ji Ying smiled.
"Okay, I'm very relieved."
After saying that, she slowly left his office.
Back in the car, Jiang Ran was still confused.
"Sister Ying, if you try to intimidate him, will he really handle the matter impartially?"
Given the Pang family's power, she felt that Zhou Wenyuan would never easily turn against them.
Ji Ying pursed her lips and remained silent when her phone rang.
It was Pang Shijun calling.
They said they wanted to discuss cooperation further and invited her to meet in person at the same members-only tea room.
Ji Ying put down the phone and chuckled, "The news travels really fast."
Upon arriving at the teahouse, Ji Ying went to the private room he had designated.
When the door was opened, Pang Shijun was gracefully preparing tea.
"President Ji has been dealing with even more miscellaneous matters lately, so it's really not easy for me to arrange a meeting with you."
Ji Ying smiled faintly, "Isn't this all thanks to Mr. Pang?"
Pang Shijun raised his hand and poured her a cup of tea, his tone carrying just the right amount of apology.
“Oh dear, I feel really guilty about this. You only asked me to teach Shen Aizhu a lesson in prison, but who knew she would be so resolute and choose to commit suicide, leaving behind a suicide note. This really surprised me.”
Ji Ying raised an eyebrow. "I don't understand what Mr. Pang is talking about."
Pang Shijun looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Ji Ying said calmly, "Shen Aizhu is receiving special treatment in prison. Not only does she enjoy a private room, but her meals are also different from others. She doesn't look like she's been imprisoned at all; it's more like she's recuperating. I do feel indignant about this. But I'm just an ordinary citizen. What can I do even if I have grievances?"
"Then what you just did..."
"What I was saying was that we are deeply moved by how much Mr. and Mrs. Pang think of our 'Qixia' technology, so much so that we have to speed up our efforts to find more partners, for fear of being too slow and disappointing them."
Pang Shijun's lips twitched as he spoke of his unwillingness to cooperate with them in a way that was both dignified and sarcastic.
“However,” Ji Ying changed the subject, “Mr. Pang, you don’t need to worry about Shen Aizhu leaving a suicide note accusing me of persecuting her.”
Pang Shijun's hand holding the teacup tightened almost imperceptibly.
Ji Ying pretended not to notice.
“There’s definitely something wrong with Shen Aizhu’s suicide note, so I just went to find the handwriting expert who did the handwriting analysis and begged Deputy Director Zhou to handle it impartially. But he has a big appetite and hinted that a reward of ten million is not enough to buy the ‘truth’. Fortunately, I have some savings and we had a good chat.”
She deliberately stayed in Zhou Wenyuan's office for about ten minutes, just to keep people guessing what the two of them talked about.
And so, Pang Shijun fell for it.
He steadied himself and solemnly advised, "If this person is dishonest, you can request a replacement expert to avoid being misled by such a villain."
“It’s alright,” Ji Ying put down her teacup. “That’s how things are, and I can’t break their rules. Besides, if I’m short of money, my husband will give it to me. It’s a small matter.”
After she finished speaking, she laughed.
But after laughing, she suddenly covered her mouth and asked cautiously, "Mr. Pang doesn't have a recording pen or anything on him, does he?"
Pang Shijun's face stiffened, and he immediately waved his hand, "How could I carry such a thing? Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Upon hearing this, Ji Ying's brows relaxed, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.
She then blinked and asked in a light tone, "So, is there anything else?"
Pang Shijun was speechless for a moment: "Huh?"
Ji Ying stood up. "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now. Thank you for brewing the tea, but the tea leaves don't do justice to your skill; they're not very good."
Pang Shijun, “…”
Ji Ying walked out of the private room with a faint smile.
The door closed, and Pang Shijun pulled out a recording pen from under the table and slammed it on the table, his chest heaving with anger.
I originally wanted to get dirt on her, but I ended up recording loneliness.
They didn't even have a chance to talk about serious matters.
Ji Ying stayed in Zhou Wenyuan's room for ten minutes, which was enough to make any deal.
That ungrateful dog from the Zhou family has been living off the Pang family for years, and now he thinks he's found a new master?
Pang Shijun recalled Zhou Wenyuan's mercenary face in front of him. He couldn't gamble, nor did he need to.
The truth or falsehood is not important; potential traitors must be eliminated!
Hmph, Ji Ying wants to fight him?
Even Liang Yizhi could only manage a draw with him, so why did she think she had a chance of winning?
Pang Shijun picked up his phone, dialed a number, and spoke in a chillingly cold voice.
"Zhou Wenyuan is no longer useful. Clean things up and don't leave any loose ends."
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Meanwhile, Ji Ying led Jiang Ran away from the identification center.
"You should meet with both of them separately, so that Pang Shijun will believe that Zhou Wenyuan betrayed him?"
Jiang Ran was puzzled by Ji Ying's strange behavior today.
Ji Ying sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“I didn’t expect to get any results from Zhou Wenyuan at all. I went to see him and stayed for a good ten minutes, just for the ‘process’. Pang Shijun is suspicious by nature. Once this thorn is planted, we’ll see if he can keep his composure.”
Jiang Ran gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands and sighed, "In this world... they can pin a crime on you with a flick of their finger, while we have to risk everything and proceed cautiously to remove that label. Why is it so difficult for ordinary people to clear their names?"
Ji Ying turned her gaze to the rapidly changing street scene outside the car window, her profile clear and calm.
"Let's go, we won't go back to the company today. We'll see if this move works within 24 hours. We have a tough battle to fight later, let's prepare."
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