She poured tea for the old gentlemen herself, and her movements looked quite elegant.
"Girl Zhiru, what's the matter with calling us here today?" Fu Mingshan, a senior member of the Fu family with white hair, asked after taking a sip of tea. His words were influential in the Fu family.
Xu Zhiru bowed slightly. "Uncle Mingshan, fellow elders, I've invited you all here today because there's something I've been holding back on for a long time, and I have to share it. This is something that concerns the Fu family's reputation and their future."
As soon as these words were spoken, the hall suddenly became quiet and the reporters stopped writing.
Xu Zhiru sighed, her brows furrowed slightly. "Ah Chen has been really worried about the company's affairs recently. It hurts me to see him. I should be happy that the Fu family can rely on the Su family to overcome the difficulties. It's just that..."
She paused here, as if she was a little embarrassed to continue.
"What is it?" asked another director, unable to sit still.
Xu Zhiru raised her hand and pressed her chest. "I just accidentally discovered something... amiss. The Su family invested so much money, but the process seems too... smooth."
On the reporter's side, someone began to murmur.
"Zhiru, you can't talk nonsense." Fu Mingshan lowered his voice.
"Uncle Mingshan, how dare I say anything careless?" Xu Zhiru said with drooping eyelids. "Although I don't understand the twists and turns of the business world, I also know that overdoing things is not good. Miss Su came here as a strategic consultant and she's quite aggressive. I admire her courage. But aren't some of her decisions a little too hasty?"
She paused, her voice trembling slightly. "I have something here. It's the Fu family's recent accounts. As a woman, I don't quite understand the numbers, but I feel like the timing of where certain sums of money went, and how they related to the money going to several companies within the Su family... is just too coincidental."
She winked at her assistant, who distributed several documents to the elderly gentleman present and several elderly-looking reporters.
The document doesn't contain any hard evidence, just some comparisons of manipulated financial figures and transaction times, but it still makes one wonder.
"What do these... mean?" An old man looked at the documents with a frown on his face.
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