roccoschili Chapter 132 Trap
Chapter 132 Trap
For several days in a row, Lin Chuyue and Li Zhanchuan were busy tracking Shen Fang's financial chain, while secretly setting up a scheme to wait for Shen Fang to reveal more flaws.
That morning, as soon as Lin Chuyue entered her office, she saw an anonymous package on her desk. She picked up the envelope, frowned slightly, and gently tore open the seal to take out the documents inside.
When she saw the contents, her expression instantly turned cold.
The document contained several internal financial statements of the company. On the surface, they seemed insignificant, but upon closer inspection, a hidden problem could be found: these statements involved the allocation of funds for several important projects of the company, and Lin Chuyue's name appeared in the authorizing column for multiple transfers.
"Who did this?" Lin Chuyue muttered to herself coldly, her fingers tightening involuntarily, a dangerous glint in her eyes.
Almost simultaneously, her phone vibrated. An anonymous text message popped into view:
“Ms. Lin, these bills are enough to make the company’s board of directors question your innocence. If you don’t want any trouble, come and talk to me.”
Lin Chuyue quickly calmed down. She instinctively felt that this was a trap set by Shen Fang's remaining followers, and their goal was clearly to force her to compromise.
Lin Chuyue took photos of the documents and text messages and sent them to Li Zhanchuan, adding the comment: "Interesting, it seems they want to force me to give in."
Half an hour later, Li Zhanchuan came to her office in person. He was wearing a dark gray suit, his steps were steady, his face was cold, and he was holding the text message tracking results that he had just retrieved from the technical team.
"The text messages were sent from a device overseas, obscuring the real IP address. But these bills were definitely leaked from within the company." After sitting down, Li Zhanchuan placed a document in front of her, his tone calm yet carrying a hint of murderous intent.
Lin Chuyue took the document, quickly flipped through it, and looked up at him: "Who do you think did this?"
Li Zhanchuan's gaze was deep, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Shen Fang's remaining supporters, or those old-school directors whose interests have been harmed. Whoever they are, they have clearly underestimated your ability to fight back."
Lin Chuyue smiled lightly, but her smile was tinged with coldness: "Since they want to play, I don't mind playing along to the end."
She picked up her phone and dialed a number: "Li Gang, get last month's financial data, especially the bills related to projects under my name. I need the original documents."
After hanging up the phone, Li Zhanchuan leaned back in his chair, his gaze falling lightly on her: "What are you planning to do next?"
Lin Chuyue looked up, a hint of determination in her eyes: "Since they want me to take the blame, then I'll follow this line of investigation. Once I find the mastermind, I'll make them confess themselves."
Li Zhanchuan's lips curled up slightly: "Not bad, it does have some of my style."
Lin Chuyue raised an eyebrow and glanced at him: "Your style is to directly destroy your opponent, but I'm not that simple and brutal."
Li Zhanchuan chuckled softly, his tone full of affection: "You are more patient than I am, but in my opinion, being more direct is more effective."
The two exchanged a smile, the atmosphere briefly relaxed, yet concealing the calm before the storm.
That evening, following the instructions in the text message, Lin Chuyue went alone to a hotel coffee shop. The other party clearly did not want to reveal their identity and used an intermediary to relay the message.
The middleman was a man in his thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a cold expression: "Ms. Lin, our boss's meaning is very simple: as long as you are willing to resign from the board of directors, these bills will not be exposed."
Lin Chuyue gave a cold laugh, her voice filled with disdain: "Are you threatening me?"
The man smiled slightly, his tone indifferent: "Ms. Lin, the word 'threat' is a bit too strong. We are merely suggesting that you choose your own way out."
Lin Chuyue looked at him, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes: "Take my words back. I won't back down. You might as well watch and see who has the last laugh in this game."
The man's smile froze for a moment, but he remained calm: "Miss Lin, you are indeed a smart person, but I hope that smartness will not harm you."
Lin Chuyue was too lazy to waste any more words with him, so she stood up and left coldly.
After leaving the hotel, she dialed Li Zhanchuan's number, her voice low but clear: "It's time to move the pawn that Shen Fang left in China."
Lin Chuyue and Li Zhanchuan's plan was quickly put into action. They used the board meeting as a starting point to lure out the mastermind behind the falsified invoices. Lin Chuyue also discovered that there was a deeper secret behind this incident—Shen Fang's influence overseas might be far greater than they had imagined.