Pushing open the door to the chairman's office, Mo Zhengyu sat upright, his face contorted with anger. "Dad, you wanted to see me?"
"sit."
Mo Yanhuan walked over, sat down on the sofa, picked up a magazine from the side, and leisurely flipped through it.
Mo Zhengyu slammed the documents in his hand onto the table and sneered, "You're quite patient, aren't you going to ask me what I want with you?"
Mo Yan closed the magazine. "If you want to say it, you will."
Mo Zhengyu sighed and took a letter from the drawer, placing it in front of him.
“If you don’t want to go abroad, then go to Shanghai. Give the letter to Mr. Wu of Yuanhang, and he will help make the arrangements.”
"Are you really planning to transfer me?" Mo Yanhuan asked calmly.
"Are we going to let you keep making mistakes here instead of transferring you? That incident in the news better have nothing to do with you!"
"I'm not leaving." Mo Yanhuan picked up the letter on the table and fiddled with it.
"You have to leave! If you stay here, Song Yunzheng will definitely see you as a thorn in his side." Mo Zhengyu didn't want to see his son, whom he had worked so hard to raise, ruined like this.
"Dad, no matter how powerful the Song family is, I don't believe they can control everything." Mo Yanhuan slowly stood up and tore up the letter in her hand.
“You…” Mo Zhengyu’s eyes widened in anger.
“Dad, from childhood to adulthood, you’ve always told me to learn from Song Yunzheng. I’d be content if I had even half his ability. This time, I’ll prove to you that I’m no less capable than him.” Mo Yanhuan finished speaking and pushed open the door to leave.
Seeing the door swaying as he returned, Mo Zhengyu frowned, pushed back his chair, stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked at the bustling traffic below with a serious expression.
Perhaps, this is fate.
Soon, Officer Zhou sent word that he had arranged to meet with Song Yunzheng.
"The sachet contains aphrodisiac ingredients, which is a common drug used in crackdowns on prostitution. Fortunately, the fragrance is not strong, and you are glad that you were vigilant and did not fall for it."
Officer Zhou paused briefly, then continued, "As for the girl, she confessed quickly after being brought back to the police station. She was young and was used as a pawn. Her parents died in a car accident two years ago, and she has been receiving financial assistance from the Jiang family to attend school ever since. This time, she committed the crime at the instigation of Jiang Kerou. Her aim was to drug you and smear you. You didn't fall for it, so she had no choice but to resort to the second step."
Song Yunzheng nodded slightly, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the table. "Has the hotel surveillance video been repaired?"
"almost."
"Alright, you can split up now. Thank you for your hard work." Song Yunzheng stood up and shook hands with Officer Zhou.
He would never let anyone who tried to harm him and Lin Yue get away with it easily.
Two weeks later...
All companies that had partnered with Tianhua and Mo's withdrew their projects, even at the risk of facing compensation. The government also suspended all cooperation with Tianhua. The two companies were severely damaged overnight and were beyond saving.
Mo Yanhuan and Jiang Kerou were extremely busy, especially Jiang Kerou. Although she had a premonition that Song Yunzheng would make a move against Tianhua, she did not expect his offensive to be so fierce, almost uprooting Tianhua and the Mo family.
Tianhua's stock price plummeted like a rock falling off a cliff, with many shareholders preparing to sell all their shares before the collapse in order to minimize their losses.
Fearing that the stocks would fall into Song Yunzheng's hands, Jiang Kerou spared no expense and bought them all back at a high price. This move became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Tianhua's funds collapsed instantly.
Sheng Qinian secretly issued a death order: no bank was allowed to lend money to Tianhua and the Mo family; he wanted to wear them down to death!
The Mo family is in no better shape. Their cash flow has dried up, and the huge debts are suffocating Mo Yanhuan. Court summonses are coming one after another for fraud, bribery, breach of contract, and drugging and raping students... Each one is a serious crime, especially the last one, which could put him in jail for life!
These charges completely cut off his escape route abroad. Song Yunzheng wanted to keep Mo Yanhuan tied to this city, making it impossible for him to escape!
Upon receiving Officer Zhou's call, Song Yunzheng immediately left the hospital and drove to the Jiang family to make the arrest.
After getting out of the car, Officer Zhou took off his police hat and greeted him.
In the living room of the Jiang family, Song Yunzheng stood with his hands clasped in front of him. When the servants caught sight of the police, they all showed surprise on their faces and then hurriedly went upstairs.
Hearing the noise downstairs, Jiang Kerou tried to make her steps steady and composed as she walked down the stairs. "Young Master Song, what brings you here today?" Her gaze quickly swept over the policeman beside her. "What does this mean?"
Song Yunzheng straightened his back, his eyes sharp, and his powerful aura was like Mount Tai crushing an egg, making people shudder. His rare kingly demeanor was on full display at this moment.
Despite Jiang Kerou's best efforts to conceal her inner turmoil, she couldn't help but take a step back under his sharp gaze.
"Judging from your appearance, you must have been having a sleepless night lately, President Jiang." Song Yunzheng's voice came from afar, like a ghost, carrying undisguised sarcasm as he stared straight at her.
"That's true. How can you possibly sleep now? Jiang Xiaoxian's hard work is about to be ruined. Have you thought about how to explain this to him?"
Jiang Kerou pursed her red lips tightly, her eyes filled with panic. The hard work of three generations of the Jiang family had been shaken by Song Yunzheng in just half a month. The bank began to relentlessly demand repayment of the debt, and if it was not repaid by the due date, Tianhua would be auctioned off.
Today, Tianhua is like a wrecked ship riddled with holes, teetering in the wind and rain, and could sink at any moment.
Song Yunzheng's methods were silent and stealthy. He deliberately gave them a two-week breathing space before launching a fierce attack, catching them off guard and leaving them with no power to fight back.
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