Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Chapter 844 A critical moment

Director Zhang, who was sitting in the main seat, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses were as sharp as a scalpel: "Xiao Chen, you are responsible for coordinating this quarterly celebration banquet. Remember, let everyone see your ability." After the meeting, Wang Wei, director of the marketing department, stopped him. The strong woman in a Chanel suit had a meaningful smile on her lips: "Young man, don't be too anxious. Some waters are deep." Chen Mo nodded politely, but his heart was alarmed. He noticed the brand new diamond ring on Wang Wei's ring finger - the ring was exactly the same as the one on Director Zhang's wife's hand in the photo taken in his office. During the preparation of the celebration banquet, Chen Mo gradually found something wrong. Suppliers' quotations frequently made mistakes, the activity flow chart was inexplicably lost, and even the samples of the venue layout were swapped. He retrieved the surveillance, but found that the video footage of the critical period had been manually deleted. What's even more weird is that every time he tried to track it down, he would always receive an anonymous text message: "Don't meddle in other people's business." Late one night when he was working overtime, intern Xiao Lin rushed into his office with documents in his arms, his face pale: "Mr. Chen, I saw with my own eyes that those problematic documents were taken away by Director Wang's assistant!" As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the office suddenly went out, and Xiao Lin's muffled groan came from the darkness. Chen Mo fumbled to turn on the flashlight on his mobile phone, only to see documents scattered on the ground and a fresh bloodstain on the wall. The next day, Xiao Lin did not come to work. Chen Mo went to the Human Resources Department to inquire, but was told that there was no such person at all. He called up the employee file, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back - all the records about Xiao Lin, including the employment contract and attendance records, disappeared without a trace, as if this intern had never existed. "Mr. Chen, Director Zhang is looking for you." The administrative secretary appeared again, with a hint of subtle tension in his tone. Chen Mo walked into Director Zhang's office and saw a stack of photos on the table. In the photos, the scene of him and Xiao Lin talking in the conference room was clearly captured, and "Evidence of Leakage" was marked under each photo. "Xiao Chen, the company treats you well." Director Zhang's voice was as cold as ice. "Someone reported that you colluded with external forces and leaked commercial secrets." Chen Mo was about to defend himself when his phone suddenly vibrated and an anonymous text message jumped into his eyes: "If you want to know the truth, go to the abandoned warehouse on Binjiang Road at 19 o'clock tonight." The night enveloped Jiangcheng, and Chen Mo walked into the warehouse alone. The stench mixed with the smell of blood hit him in the face. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and the beam swept across the wall - there were four big words "murder and silence" written in red paint. In the corner, Xiao Lin curled up in a pool of blood, and his faint breath was almost inaudible. "They... tampered with the financial data... laundered money..." Xiao Lin grabbed the corner of Chen Mo's clothes, "Go find... the archives... cabinet No. 19..." Before he finished speaking, he had no breath. Chen Mo suppressed his nausea and fear and sneaked into the company's archives according to Xiao Lin's instructions. In cabinet No. , a dusty financial statement made his pupils shrink suddenly. It turned out that Yongsheng Group had been conducting huge money laundering transactions for many years through false projects. What shocked him even more was that the report was densely signed by the names of the company's senior executives, including Zhang Dong and Wang Wei. "It seems that you are very curious." Wang Wei's voice came from behind. Chen Mo turned around and saw her holding a gun with a twisted smile on her face. "I wanted to give you a chance. If you follow us, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory. Unfortunately, you insist on seeking your own death." At the critical moment, a siren suddenly sounded outside the warehouse. Wang Wei's face changed drastically and she ran away. Chen Mo slumped on the ground, watching the police pour in, and vaguely heard someone say: "We received an anonymous report..." After dawn, Yongsheng Group was closed down by the police. Chen Mo stood outside the cordon and watched Zhang Dong and Wang Wei being taken to the police car. At this time, his mobile phone vibrated again, and a new anonymous text message came: "The next battlefield, are you ready?" Chen Mo held the phone tightly and looked at the rising sun in the distance. He knew that this game about power and truth would never really end. Chen Mo thought that with the fall of Yongsheng Group, everything would be settled. However, when he received the olive branch from Longteng Group, he found that he had already been involved in a deeper vortex. Longteng Group is another major business giant in Jiangcheng, and its main business is highly overlapped with Yongsheng Group. The person who interviewed him was Lin Zhengxiong, the vice president of the group, an old man with gray hair but sharp eyes. "I have heard about Mr. Chen's performance in Yongsheng," Lin Zhengxiong pushed his glasses, "We need people like you who dare to reveal the truth." After joining Longteng, Chen Mo was assigned to be in charge of an important merger and acquisition project. On the surface, this was Longteng's acquisition of an emerging technology company, but in fact it was to obtain the core patent technology in the hands of the other party. During the project, Chen Mo found many unreasonable places. The financial data of the acquired company was incredibly beautiful, and there were obvious loopholes in the patent evaluation report. Just as he was about to conduct an in-depth investigation, an accident happened. His computer was hacked and all the investigation materials disappeared. To make matters worse, rumors began to circulate within the company that he had colluded privately with the acquired company. Chen Mo realized that he had once again fallen into the trap of power struggle. This time, he decided to take the initiative. Through his friends in the police, Chen Mo learned that there were inextricable links between Longteng Group and Yongsheng Group. It turned out that Yongsheng's money laundering case was just the tip of the iceberg, and there was a larger interest group behind it. And Longteng is an important part of this group. In the process of tracking down the truth, Chen Mo met a mysterious woman, Su Qing. She claimed to be an investigative reporter and was also tracking the criminal evidence of this interest group. The two decided to join forces. However, as the investigation deepened, Chen Mo discovered that Su Qing seemed to be hiding a deeper secret. One rainy night, Chen Mo met Su Qing as agreed. Unexpectedly, they were ambushed and a group of men in black surrounded them in an abandoned factory. In the fierce fight, Su Qing was stabbed in order to save Chen Mo. She fell in a pool of blood and finally told the truth: "I am Lin Zhengxiong's daughter... I have been collecting evidence of his crimes..." Chen Mo rushed out of the siege with the unconscious Su Qing and sent her to the hospital. At the same time, he handed over all the evidence he had to the police. After a long battle, the shady dealings of Longteng Group were finally uncovered, and Lin Zhengxiong and other people involved in the case were brought to justice. After the dust settled, Chen Mo rejected high-paying offers from other companies. He opened a business investigation company that specializes in exposing corruption and shady dealings within companies. Whenever someone asked him why he chose this dangerous path, he would always think of Xiaolin's eyes before his death, and those who sacrificed for the truth. Among the high-rise buildings in Jiangcheng, the undercurrent in the workplace has never stopped surging. But Chen Mo knows that as long as there are still people willing to fight for the truth, light will eventually pierce the darkness. And he will always be the one who upholds justice in the undercurrent.