Mu Xinrong's cell phone on the table vibrated.
It was a message from my brother Mu Mingxuan. It only contained a short line of text and a compressed file attached:
In the Chengdong project, the building materials supply chain section was awarded to Hongyuan Building Materials, a company controlled by a branch of Wu Zeyu's mother's family. The winning bid was 15% higher than the market average.
The attachment contains a preliminary comparison and suspicious points regarding the flow of funds. Please delete after reading.
Mu Xinrong's pupils suddenly contracted, and he opened the encrypted compressed package with trembling fingers.
Inside were several scanned documents and a concise analysis report.
One is a public winning bid announcement, in which "Hongyuan Building Materials Co., Ltd." won the bid for the supply of building materials for the core area of the Chengdong project.
One is a recent quotation sheet for similar products from several large building materials suppliers in the industry, which clearly shows that Hongyuan's quotation is more than 15% higher than the reasonable range.
One is a complex diagram of the flow of funds, with arrows starting from Hongyuan Company's account and passing through the vague circulation of several shell companies.
In the end... several large and small sums flowed into Wu Zeyu's personal account used for "training camp project operations"! While the amounts weren't huge and the paths involved were concealed, this analysis report clearly points out the connections and irrationality involved!
This isn't just about inflated prices! It's likely that there's collusion in bidding and profiteering! And the ultimate beneficiary is Wu Zeyu!
Mu Xinrong's heart began to beat wildly, and his blood seemed to boil instantly! He had found it! He had finally found a real stain that could point to Wu Zeyu himself!
This is no longer a rumor, it's evidence! Although it's only the beginning of a preliminary chain of evidence that needs further investigation, it's enough to be a bombshell thrown into the murky waters of the Chao family!
If it's done right, it could ruin Wu Zeyu's reputation and even implicate Wu Meng, the man behind him!
He clenched his phone so hard that his knuckles turned white. He looked up, his gaze penetrating the walls as he gazed towards the cold corridor.
Chao Youye...you are also taking action, right? The enemies you face are bigger and more dangerous...but at least, I have found what I can do for you.
He quickly deleted all traces on his phone and only memorized the key conclusions of the analysis report and the core nodes of the capital flow diagram.
A mixture of excitement, anger and determination burned in his chest. He was no longer the incompetent man who could only repent in despair outside the door.
He can also become a knife hidden in the dark, cutting a bloody path for the young man walking alone in the icy thorns.
The storm was quietly gathering from different directions. And at the center of the storm, a pale-faced, icy-eyed young man was walking alone towards the Chao family's study, the symbol of the pinnacle of power.
He knew that the final showdown with his father, Chao Nanxing, was unavoidable. He held the fatal evidence against Wu Meng in his hands, plotting Wu Zeyu's flaws in his mind, and deep in his soul burned the fire of desperation.
The heavy mahogany door of the study was silently pushed open. Chao Nanxing sat behind the large desk, reviewing documents without looking up, his dignity as majestic as a mountain.
Chao Youye walked to the desk and stood still, his posture upright, like a pine tree that stood firm in the wind and snow.
He didn't say anything, but just looked at his father calmly with a coldness that was almost compassionate.
Chao Nanxing finally raised his head, his hawk-like eyes as sharp as a knife, sweeping across Chao Youye's overly pale face and those bottomless violet eyes.
He frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied with the cold alienation and...a kind of determination that he could not interpret in his son's eyes that was no longer concealed.
"What's the matter?" Chao Nanxing's voice was low and carried his usual pressure, like muffled thunder rolling in the study.
Chao Youye slowly raised her hand, holding a thin USB flash drive between her fingertips.
He did not answer, but gently placed the small metal object on the mirror-like mahogany table in front of Chao Nanxing.
The metal collided with the wood, making a slight but clear "click" sound.
It's like knocking on the door of hell.
The ice-cold USB flash drive lay on the polished mahogany table, like a drop of solidified venom, silently emitting a deadly chill.
The study was dead silent, with only the faint sound of an expensive cigar burning quietly in the ashtray.
Chaonanxing's gaze slowly moved from the USB drive to his son standing at the table.
Chao Youye was thin, and his face looked sickly pale against the dark tones of the study, as if it would disappear in the wind at any time.
However, those violet eyes were bottomless. There was no fear, no pleading, and not even anger in them. There was only an icy wasteland that had been frozen for billions of years, so calm that it was heart-wrenching.
This calmness, more than any hysterical accusation, made those heading south feel offended and coldly threatened.
"What is this?" Chao Nanxing's voice was low and majestic, with his usual controlling aura, like muffled thunder rolling in the study.
He did not touch the USB drive. His sharp eyes like an eagle were fixed on Chao Youye's face, trying to find a flaw in that overly calm face, a trace of weakness or hesitation that belonged to a young man.
The corners of Chao Youye's lips twitched upwards ever so slightly, the curve was so cold without a trace of warmth, more like a mockery of absurdity.
"Father, just open it and take a look, then you'll know." His voice was very soft, like a feather brushing across the ice, but with a strange penetrating power.
"Inside is a 'gift' from Aunt Wu. It tells the story of how she used the Chao family's money to meticulously support that... 'fitness coach' Mr. Xu Jinshi, and how Mr. Xu, seemingly unappreciative, is currently plotting how to take Aunt Wu's 'gift' and flee."
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