Jialin Building, top floor.
Cha Meiling, wearing high heels, gracefully walked out of the office with her secretary.
I happened to run into Zhou Yan leading two O-Division (Organization of the Underworld) employees out of the elevator.
Cha Meiling subconsciously smoothed her hair and greeted him with a smile: "Ayan! What brings you here? Did you come to see me?"
It's rare that he would come here...
The next moment, Zhou Yan glanced at her and said coldly, "No."
After saying that, he ignored Cha Meiling and walked straight to Chen Jingsong's office at the end of the corridor.
Cha Meiling's smile froze, and a strange unease rose in her heart.
She watched their retreating figures, a thoughtful glint in her eyes, and then followed them with her secretary.
Chen Jingsong's office was filled with smoke.
He was sitting in a large executive chair, puffing on a cigarette, having a meeting with several people who looked like company executives.
Hearing the door being pushed open, Chen Jingsong looked up and saw Zhou Yan come in.
A hint of disgust flashed in Chen Jingsong's narrow, shrewd eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
A fake smile spread across his fat face as he stood up and said to Zhou Yan, "Isn't this A-Yan? What brings you here all of a sudden?"
Zhou Yan ignored his insincere words and went straight to the sofa, crossing her legs and sitting down.
Then, without even glancing at the executives, he coldly said, "All irrelevant people, get out."
Chen Jingsong's smile froze, and anger flashed in his eyes.
The executives exchanged glances, their faces showing annoyance.
They are all prominent figures in the company; who would dare to speak to them like that normally?
But this young man in front of me is so arrogant, and he even dares to talk to his boss like that, so he must be someone of extraordinary status.
Seeing this, Chen Jingsong waved his hand, signaling them to go out first.
Although the executives were unhappy, they could only obediently leave.
When Cha Meiling saw that the executives had all been kicked out, she knew she definitely wouldn't be able to get in.
She thought for a moment, then turned and walked into the next room, coldly instructing her secretary, "Ah Mei, stay here and watch over them. Don't let anyone in."
After seeing her secretary nod, she closed the door behind her.
Meanwhile, only Chen Jingsong and Zhou Yan remained in the office.
Chen Jingsong then said with a forced smile, "Ayan, is this how you treat your future father-in-law?"
Zhou Yan sneered, pulled a document from his pocket, and slammed it onto the table with a "thud."
"Father-in-law? Chen Jingsong, stop flattering yourself! If it weren't for the fact that you're my future father-in-law, I would have arrested you long ago!"
Chen Jingsong picked up the document and flipped through it casually.
Upon seeing the photo of Rasin's body, a shrewd and ruthless glint flashed in his narrow eyes.
He shrugged indifferently, took a drag of his cigarette, and said, "It's just that a blind Malay died. What's the big deal?"
Zhou Yan stared at Chen Jingsong with disgust: "You really triggered my aversion to stupidity. The vice president of RAB Bank personally led a team to call the police. If it weren't for me keeping quiet, the whole of Hong Kong would know that you, Chen Jingsong, are suspected of loan fraud and murder to cover it up!"
"I really don't understand, have the people above lost their minds? How could they choose such a useless person like you to handle things in Hong Kong? You're more trouble than you're worth!"
Zhou Yan's expression and voice were extremely harsh, piercing Chen Jingsong's heart.
Chen Jingsong's greasy face instantly turned a deep liver color, and he slammed his hand on the table—
"Zhou Yan! You bastard, show me some respect! I'm on the same level as Evan, which means I'm your superior. Everything I do is to carry out the plan from above! All you need to do is cooperate with me to suppress this matter!"
The documents on the table were shaken and scattered everywhere.
Zhou Yan sneered, crossing his arms contemptuously as he stared at him: "Press it down? How? Are you planning to send people to wipe out the RAB Bank vice president and his group, or are you going to use money to shut them up?"
He paused, his tone becoming even more sarcastic: "Chen Jingsong, you've gotten six or seven million US dollars from RAB Bank in total, not counting other banks!"
"Every time you get caught, are you going to kill the bank investigators every time? I think you might as well just lead a bunch of thugs to rob a bank, that would save you a lot of trouble!"
Chen Jingsong's face turned pale and then red, and he pointed at Zhou Yan's nose and cursed angrily: "You...you...you're just a brute! You have no concept of seniority or respect, how dare you talk to me like that? Even Evan wouldn't dare to talk to me like that. What do you know about planning!"
Zhou Yan scoffed, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips: "You pig-headed idiot, plotting? Up to now, all you look like is a conman planning to swindle a large sum of money from the Ning family, line his own pockets, and run away!"
"What contribution have you made to the higher-ups' plans? You even insisted on getting Anne and me engaged, which has made me a target of the Independent Commission Against Corruption!"
Chen Jingsong did not expect Zhou Yan to say such harsh words.
In ordinary high society settings, who would be so rude and blunt?
How dare this ill-mannered wretch talk to me like that!
Chen Jingsong took a deep breath, suppressing his anger: "You dare mention Annie? Let me tell you, if the Cha family were still around, a down-on-his-luck person like you wouldn't even be able to touch Annie's hair!"
He had never been treated like this before. He looked Zhou Yan up and down with disdain and sneered, "I shouldn't have talked so much with a playboy like you who got his college degree by buying papers!"
"Besides sleeping with women and fighting, what do you know about economics or economic warfare? Get out of here, and I won't pursue your insubordination today!"
Zhou Yan's eyes instantly turned sinister.
He suddenly stood up, grabbed Chen Jingsong by the collar, and lifted him off the ground: "Chen Jingsong, you fat bastard, do you want to die?!"
Chen Jingsong was being choked by Zhou Yan and could hardly breathe. His feet were off the ground as he struggled desperately, his hands gripping Zhou Yan's wrists tightly.
"Zhou Yan! How dare you treat me like this! Evan won't let you get away with this either!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan's lips curled into a sinister smile.
He leaned closer to Chen Jingsong's face and said, word by word, "Ha, then let Evan give it a try and see if he can control me!"
Chen Jingsong looked into Zhou Yan's scarlet eyes, which were flashing with a bloodthirsty and sinister light, like a wild beast that had been provoked and wanted to tear him to pieces.
Chen Jingsong could feel his neck getting tighter and tighter, his breathing becoming more and more difficult, and his vision going black in waves.
He couldn't struggle at all!
That bastard... he really will kill me!
He suddenly remembered something Evan had once said...
When Zhou Yan was an agent in Britain, he had a nickname: "The Executioner".
Because his methods were not only crazy and wild, but also insidious and vicious.
Unlike other agents who typically kill to save their own lives, Zhou Yan kills as if for pleasure.
He always rushed to the most dangerous places, enjoying the thrill of blood and death.
He's a ruthless butcher!
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