Meng Sheng originally thought that the conversation outside would end in half an hour at most, but he didn't expect that an hour and a half had passed and Mrs. He was still talking.
There were no chairs or sofas in the lounge, and she couldn't sit on the bed, so her legs felt a little weak.
Ten minutes later, the hidden door finally opened. Meng Sheng stopped pounding her legs and stared blankly at the man outside the door. After a few seconds, she stood up and asked with a wry smile, "Is Mrs. He gone?"
Pei Sui glanced at the smooth, seamless corner of the bed and moved his lips, "Just left, come out."
"Oh, okay."
As soon as Meng Sheng raised her legs, she staggered. Pei Sui instinctively reached out and held her arm.
She withdrew her arm awkwardly, "My legs are a little numb, thank you."
"Sit on the sofa for a while." Pei Sui signaled with his eyes, in a businesslike manner, "Do you need me to help you check Yue Qi Fang's matter?"
"need."
Meng Sheng sat in his original position and replied without thinking.
Pei Sui nasally replied as if it was an expected answer. "However, this case and the divorce case you entrusted me with before are in two different areas."
What this means is that she needs to pay the agency fee again for the Yueqifang case.
Meng Sheng certainly understood that if these two cases were handed over to other lawyers, two agency fees would be required.
"I see."
As soon as he finished speaking, Assistant Pei Sui came in with a brand new entrustment agreement.
Last time we signed an electronic agreement, this time it’s a paper agreement.
That's fine.
I have to say, Pei Sui’s commission fee is really high.
The assistant explained the complexity of this case, and the commission fee was 20% higher than the last time. As always, 50% had to be paid up front, and the balance would be paid after the case was over.
Meng Sheng had no objection. He signed, put his fingerprints on the document, and transferred the money all in one go.
It was almost noon, and when she was about to get up, she casually suggested, "It's almost time for lunch. If Pei Lu doesn't mind, let's have a meal together?"
Pei Sui paused while sorting out the documents on the table, then slowly raised his eyes to look at her, "Okay."
Meng Sheng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect him to agree so readily.
I thought he would refuse.
Pei Sui retracted his gaze and continued to sort out the documents in his hand. "Where are we eating?"
"It's all right. I'm not familiar with this area."
The assistant was quite considerate. Not only did he help immediately, he also introduced the surrounding restaurants. "Within three kilometers, there are six good restaurants, one Japanese restaurant, one hot pot restaurant, two Western restaurants, and two Chinese restaurants."
"Chinese restaurant."
"Let's go to Taohe Liji." Pei Sui stood up and picked up his coat and car keys. "The fish soup there tastes good."
"good."
The two of them walked out of the law firm one after the other, got into their cars, and arrived at the Taohe Li Ji he mentioned in ten minutes.
Pei Sui's car arrived first, and they walked in side by side after she arrived.
However, before they went in, a pair of eyes locked onto their figures.
Yu Qionghua had an appointment with several wives of Yueqifang's clients to have lunch at the western restaurant across the street at noon today. Just now, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Meng Sheng's profile.
There was also a tall young man next to her, who looked quite handsome from a distance.
Who is that person?
It seems like they have a very good relationship.
She didn't look away until their figures disappeared from her sight, then she turned and walked into the western restaurant.
In the Chinese restaurant, Meng Sheng and Pei Sui both liked quietness, so they specially picked a private room.
Meng Sheng ordered the dishes. Pei Sui had no dietary restrictions, so she ordered a few of the restaurant's signature dishes.
As soon as the waiter left, the two seemed to have nothing to talk about, and there was only silence.
Meng Sheng discovered that he only talked a lot when talking about things related to the law. Normally, he was a man of few words.
Just like now, even if the two of them don’t talk, he won’t feel awkward.
But Meng Sheng felt a little uncomfortable. He remembered the pile of information on his desk, all of which were related to He Hang's case, so he took the initiative to open the topic and asked, "How is the investigation of He Hang's case going? Has the man who pawned the pen been caught?"
"I caught her." Pei Sui was silent for a moment. "She was caught stealing by Xue Xinyue who was just coming out of the shower. Because Xue Xinyue resisted, I accidentally killed her."
"Why did He Xian go to Xue Xinyue's house that night?"
Pei Sui raised his eyelids and glanced at her deeply, "It's about the inside story of the case, so I shouldn't reveal too much."
Meng Sheng suddenly realized and took a sip of water tactically, "Oh... I was too talkative."
Actually, it can be said that He Xian agreed with Xue Xinyue on WeChat that night that he would go to her house for a date. However, when he arrived there, Xue Xinyue had already fallen in a pool of blood, and was no longer breathing.
He Xian was a young master from a wealthy family. He had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that he subconsciously picked up Xue Xinyue and called her name.
Seeing that she really had no reaction, he ran away. That night, he developed a high fever and was sent to the hospital by his family. He was in a coma for several days.
When He Xian arrived, the murderer had not had time to leave and was hiding behind the curtains. If He Xian had left a minute later, he might have died there as well.
The meal was dull and they didn't communicate much. Meng Sheng only asked a few questions about her two cases.
After dinner, Pei Sui paid the bill.
Meng Sheng was a step too slow to pay the bill, so he said sincerely, "I should be the one to pay for this meal, so I can't let Pei Lu spend the money. I'll transfer the money to you..."
"No need." Pei Sui interrupted her and looked at his watch. "I have other things to do this afternoon. I'll leave first."
"good."
Meng Sheng pursed his lips, didn't stop, and drove back to the art museum.
As soon as she walked into the revolving door, she heard someone calling her, "Shengsheng."
Meng Sheng turned around and saw Ning Weiwei and several colleagues from the planning team walking towards her, chatting and laughing, and waving at her.
As they approached, the others nodded and greeted him, "Director."
"Shengsheng, why are you here just now?"
Ning Weiwei always called her by her name in the art museum, and never called her director like others did, so everyone in the art museum knew that the two of them were best friends who had known each other since college.
"I had something to do this morning." Meng Sheng smiled, "Did you just come back from lunch?"
For some reason, Ning Weiwei always felt that Meng Sheng had changed.
Faded.
Obviously her tone was as gentle as ever, her eyes were smiling, and she was kind to others, but I always felt like there was a barrier between them.
It probably started after she took her annual leave, and she had vaguely had this feeling including the last time she went shopping.
Ning Weiwei suppressed that subtle feeling and took her hand intimately as usual, "Yes, there is a new clay pot rice noodle restaurant nearby, the taste is not bad, let's go and try it together next time."
Meng Sheng didn't pull it out, but nodded and said, "Okay. Are these earrings also given by your boyfriend?"
Ning Weiwei subconsciously raised her hand to touch the earring. A trace of guilt crept into her eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She looked coquettish, "Hmm. Does it look good?"
"It looks good. It matches the cat's eye sapphire necklace you wore last time."
Meng Sheng's hands tightened secretly.
Shang Boyu gave her a lot of things.
"Boyfriend? Team Leader Ning, when did you get a boyfriend? Congratulations."
Upon hearing this, several colleagues nearby exclaimed and then congratulated with a smile.
Ning smiled shyly and said, "Thank you. I'll ask him to treat you to afternoon tea this afternoon."
Colleagues declined, saying, “That’s so embarrassing.”
Ning Weiwei said generously, "It's okay, it's just afternoon tea."
When he was in college, Meng Sheng discovered that Ning Weiwei was actually very good at winning people over, and there were always groups of people standing around her.
It's this innocent little white rabbit appearance that is always deceiving people.
She thought about it carefully and felt that Yu Qionghua seemed to be this type of person.
It turns out that Ning Weiwei is the most suitable person to be her daughter-in-law.
"Shengsheng, what would you like to drink for afternoon tea?"
When she was about to return to the office, Ning Weiwei called her again.
Meng Sheng turned back and thought for a while, "Macarons and cappuccino, with milk and sugar."
Ning Weiwei made an OK gesture to her.
It was still lunch time. Meng Sheng saw them discussing something about afternoon tea, but he didn't join in and went straight into the office.
He called the tax reporting hotline and stated in detail the name of the party being reported, the company name and address, and that he was the legal representative of Yueqifang, needed to report anonymously, and that he was not involved in the operation of the beauty salon and had no knowledge of the tax evasion.
The call lasted about ten minutes. Just after I hung up, the strange text message rang again: [Yu Qionghua herself came from the socialite training class. Yueqifang's underground industry started in March this year, issuing false invoices, setting up two sets of accounts, gray expenditures, and Yu Qionghua's secret personal income. ]
Meng Sheng's pupils shrank, filled with shock and disbelief.
My heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.
Has Yu Qionghua ever attended a socialite training class?
No wonder, she herself enjoyed the benefits of the socialite training class, so she opened this one.
So handy.
Maybe, opening the beauty salon was just a cover, and the real purpose was to develop this underground industry.
She just started this year, and her income is so optimistic. Maybe she will expand the venue in the future.
And what about her daughter-in-law who has always been in her hands?
In fact, she just put a target in the open.
She swayed and almost lost her balance, supporting herself on the desk with one hand.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a call from the tax bureau, asking her about the report call ten minutes ago. The other party asked in detail, which exactly corresponded to the content sent in the text message.
She thought just making a report call would be enough.
Fortunately, there was a text message reminder.
The tax bureau would need three to seven working days to conduct the investigation. Meng Sheng calmed down and waited to see if he could find evidence of the underground industry after the matter was exposed, and return the hot potato of the legal representative to Yu Qionghua.
She worked overtime in the evening and got home at 9:30.
Shang Boyu was busy in the study at the moment. She hesitated outside the corridor, then opened the door a crack and stuck her head out.
Shang Boyu looked up and saw her, his eyes lit up with tenderness, "Wife, you're back. Why are you so late today?"
"There were a lot of things piled up in the past few days, so I'll deal with them all today."
Meng Sheng didn't go in, but stood at the door of the study, "Are you not done yet?"
"It's almost done. There are only a few emails left. I'll just have to reply to them."
"Okay, you go ahead and I'll go take a shower."
After returning to the room, she put on a set of home clothes and took a shower. After taking care of her skin, she noticed an Instagram notification on her tablet. She tapped on it and saw Ning Weiwei's homepage.
She updated the status.
This is the evening news: [What should I buy with the pocket money my husband gave me this month? ]
There is a thinking and loving expression behind it.
A transfer record and chat record are covered below.
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The transferor and account number above have been blurred, but the time is 7:54 this evening, and the WeChat avatar and remarks are not blurred.
Ning Weiwei: I miss you so much.
Shang Boyu: I miss you too, baby.
Ning Weiwei: If you miss me, why don't you come to see me? Humph! (Angry emoticon)
Shang Boyu sent a voice message back, but she couldn't see the content. Ning Weiwei replied: "Then you can't lie to me. I bought afternoon tea for my colleague in your name this afternoon, and you have to pay for it."
Shang Boyu: Okay, I’ll turn you.
Just by staring at these conversations, Meng Sheng felt as if his lungs were filled with water, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.
Those complex emotional fluctuations consumed her at an extremely fast speed, making her feel dark and lost in an instant.
The door suddenly opened at this moment.
It was Shang Boyu who came back from work.
She didn't have time to hide the exhausted emotions on her face. She could only lower her eyes and quickly delete Ning Weiwei's Instagram page.
But Shang Boyu still saw her slightly red eyes and frowned slightly, "Wife, what's wrong? What happened?"
"No... I just watched a touching video. This eye cream seems to have been wasted."
She smiled, her eyes returning to their usual gentleness and calmness.
Putting the tablet aside, he stood up and walked to the dressing table, reapplied some eye cream, and said naturally, "You should take a shower quickly."
Shang Boyu glanced at her tablet and said nothing more, "Okay, if you're sleepy, go to sleep first. You don't have to wait for me."
After that, he put his phone on the bedside table, took off his coat, and went to the bathroom.
Meng Sheng listened to the sound of water in the bathroom and sniffed lightly. Remembering the hint of doubt that just flashed in his eyes, he quickly reopened his tablet, took a screenshot of the ins message sent by Ning Weiwei, then logged out of his small account and logged into his main account.
She took Shang Boyu's mobile phone again, unlocked it easily, and logged into several online banking apps he often used. As expected, she saw several transactions of huge amounts in one of them.
The most recent transaction was the 130,000 yuan transferred to Ning Weiwei at 7:54 this evening.
Another expense is from the previous few days.
Eight hundred and ninety thousand.
The recipient is a commercial bank account, international high-end luxury jewelry.
It was the necklace that Ning Weiwei wore that day.
When he bought this necklace, didn't he remember the one he gave her for Valentine's Day?
Meng Sheng found it ridiculous.
There is another one from last month.
One million three hundred and seventy thousand.
The recipient is still a commercial bank account.
BMW.
It was the BMW he bought for Ning Weiwei.
There was an indescribable sourness churning in her heart, rushing violently to her throat, and it seemed that it would burst out at any moment.
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and she didn't have time to turn forward again.
I could only quickly take a photo with my phone, then exit all apps and put the phone back to its original position.
bite!
Just as I lay down, a message came from my phone: [You can buy the stocks of UG Oriental Intelligent Technology Company. ]
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