Chu Tianche sat quietly in the boss chair with the financial statements of Su Group spread out in front of him.
His slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically, "tap, tap, tap". The sound was not loud, but it filled the entire office with a depressing atmosphere.
Zhou Chen pushed the door open and walked in. "President, I've contacted Su Zhiyuan."
Zhou Chen's voice was low and powerful, breaking the silence in the office.
"What did he say?" Chu Tianche said
"He was very flustered and hesitant."
Zhou Chen paused and continued, "However, after hearing the conditions I proposed, he wavered."
Chu Tianche raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a hint of sneer, like a wolf eyeing its prey.
"It's good to be shaken."
He stood up, walked to the French window, and looked down at the bustling crowd below.
"Tell him I'll be waiting for him at Night tomorrow night."
"Ye Se" is the most upscale private club in the city. Anyone who can be invited to "Ye Se" must be either rich or noble.
Su Zhiyuan was obviously not qualified, but Chu Tianche gave him this opportunity.
An opportunity he couldn't refuse.
The next night.
In the presidential suite on the top floor of "Night", the lighting is soft and the atmosphere is quiet.
Su Zhiyuan sat on the sofa nervously, his hands clenched tightly, his palms full of sweat.
He was dressed in a suit and tie, his hair combed meticulously, and he tried to look calm, but his slightly trembling body betrayed his inner fear.
Chu Tianche sat opposite him, gently shaking the wine glass with his slender fingers. The amber liquid rippled in the glass, reflecting a hazy light.
He didn't say anything, but just looked at Su Zhiyuan quietly, his eyes as sharp as a knife, as if he could see through all the disguises in his heart.
Every second feels as long as a century.
Su Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear the huge pressure and spoke first.
"Boss Chu, what's the matter with you calling me here?"
His voice was a little hoarse, with a barely perceptible tremor.
Chu Tianche put down his wine glass with a crisp sound.
"Mr. Su, it's not fair to speak in secret."
He leaned forward slightly, his voice low and oppressive.
"You embezzled public funds from the Su Group. I know this very well." Chu Tianche's voice was not loud, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Su Zhiyuan's heart.
Su Zhiyuan's face suddenly turned pale, as if painted white. His lips trembled like a sieve, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. He wanted to say something, but it felt like his throat was blocked by cotton, and he couldn't fart.
Chu Tianche threw a document in front of Su Zhiyuan.
The document was slammed onto the table, and the papers scattered. It detailed the time, amount, and flow of funds that Su Zhiyuan had embezzled. Every account was clearly visible, and the evidence was as solid as a mountain.
Su Zhiyuan felt like he was struck by lightning. His body began to tremble violently and cold sweat instantly soaked his shirt. He felt like he was thrown into an ice cave. The coldness penetrated into his body through every pore, making his teeth chatter.
He knew that he was finished, completely finished.
Chu Tianche picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His eyes showed the confidence of being in control of everything. He admired the despair on Su Zhiyuan's face, just like a cat admiring the dying mouse under its claws.
"Mr. Su, you don't want to be disgraced and thrown into jail, do you?" His voice was soft, but it was like a sharp knife stabbing into Su Zhiyuan's heart.
Su Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with despair and fear, his lips trembling, and he gasped for air like a dying fish. He knew he had no way out.
"Mr. Chu... Mr. Chu, what... what do you want me to do?" His voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.
Chu Tianche put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, his eyes were sharp, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "It's simple, I want you to be my eyes and ears in the Su Group."
He paused, leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and continued, "I want you to help me dismantle the Su family."
Su Zhiyuan's face kept changing like a color palette, his shirt was soaked with cold sweat, his clenched fists were making a "crackling" sound, the veins on the back of his hands were twisting like earthworms, and his heart was in turmoil, as if ten thousand alpaca horses were galloping.
He wanted to resist, but when he thought of Chu Tianche's methods, he couldn't help but shiver.
But what can he do? Is there any other way for him to go?
If he doesn't agree to Chu Tianche, what awaits him will be disgrace and imprisonment. He will lose everything, and everything he once had will become a bubble.
And if I agree to Chu Tianche, even though it would be courting disaster, at least I can save my life, or perhaps, I can still have a glimmer of hope.
He gritted his teeth so hard that they chattered. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his head and looked straight at Chu Tianche.
"Okay, I promise."
His voice was hoarse as if it had been sandpapered, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying endless humiliation and unwillingness.
The corners of Chu Tianche's mouth curled up, revealing a satisfied smile. That smile was like the coldest wind in the coldest months of winter, making people shudder.
"Mr. Su, I knew you were a smart man."
He raised his wine glass and gestured to Su Zhiyuan. His posture was like that of a high and mighty emperor looking down at his subjects.
"Cheers to our pleasant cooperation."
Su Zhiyuan mechanically raised his wine glass, his hands shaking so badly that some wine spilled out. He clinked his glass with Chu Tianche stiffly.
With a "clang", the crisp sound echoed in the room, like a death knell, sounding the prelude to his tragic fate.
The wine slid down his throat, spicy and bitter, just like his mood at the moment, desperate, depressed, but helpless.
Su Zhiyuan knew that from this moment on, his life would be completely rewritten.
Chu Tianche looked at Su Zhiyuan, and a hint of barely perceptible disgust flashed in his eyes.
He didn't like to associate with such people, but in order to achieve his goal, he had to use him.
This is the rule of the game, the strong prey on the weak, and only the fittest survive.
In the business world, there are no eternal friends or eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
And he, Chu Tianche, is the controller of this game.
He will make anyone who stands in his way pay the price.
The Su family is just the beginning.
And he couldn't wait to see the day when the Su family would be destroyed.
After Su Zhiyuan left, Zhou Chen walked in.
"Boss, everything has been arranged."
Zhou Chen's voice was still deep and powerful, with a hint of excitement.
"very good."
Chu Tianche turned around abruptly, the gloom on his face dissipating, replaced by an almost fanatical excitement. His voice was low and powerful: "Next, it depends on whether Su Zhiyuan, this chess piece, can play his due role."
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