Rebirth of the Scumbag and the Retribution of the White Lotus

At dusk, the sky was tinged with a golden crimson. Shen Yu sat in his office, the lights outside gradually brightening, his eyes a thoughtful expression. Zhao Shufang had remained calm at the summit today, but the momentary unease on her face spoke volumes—she truly had a hidden secret.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the office door, and Li Jialin pushed it open and walked in, holding a document in her hand: "Mr. Shen, this is the news just received from the Legal Department."

"Go ahead." Shen Yu motioned for her to continue.

"We have locked down the flow of funds in several key accounts of the Zhao Group. Indeed, a portion of the funds were transferred to certain unknown entities. Our preliminary assessment is that they were used to bribe people involved in the bidding." Li Jialin said with a serious expression.

Shen Yu took the document, flipped through a few pages, and sneered, "As expected, she's going all in."

"But..." Li Jialin hesitated for a moment, then continued, "Zhao Shufang may have realized that we are investigating her, so she is speeding up the destruction of evidence."

"The more anxious she is, the more likely she is to make mistakes." Shen Yu closed the file and said calmly, "Notify Zhao Bin and have him keep a close eye on her. Also, prepare a letter of complaint and submit it to the relevant authorities tomorrow. We must get to the bottom of this matter."

Li Jialin nodded: "I understand, I will arrange it right away."

The night wind was a little chilly. Just as Shen Yu was about to leave the company, he received a call from Zhao Bin.

"Mr. Shen, I found an unexpected person." There was some excitement in Zhao Bin's voice.

"Who is it?" Shen Yu asked, his tone calm but his eyes sharp.

"Chen Dong, a member of the bidding committee, is not only an old acquaintance of Zhao Shufang, but may also be the key figure in her operation this time. According to our investigation, he was clearly biased in this bidding, and a huge amount of suspicious funds flowed into his account." Zhao Bin said quickly.

"Chen Dong..." Shen Yu repeated the name in a low voice, lost in thought, "It seems we need to put some pressure on this Mr. Chen."

Zhao Bin immediately added, "Our people have tracked down his whereabouts. He will appear at a private club tonight. If necessary, I can arrange for someone to contact him."

Shen Yu thought about it and said decisively: "No, I will go meet him in person."

An hour later, Shen Yu arrived at the private club provided by Zhao Bin. It was a low-key and luxurious place, frequented by the wealthy and the noble. Without disturbing anyone, Shen Yu quietly found Chen Dong's private room under the guidance of the waiter.

When he pushed open the door, Chen Dong was holding a glass of wine, chatting with people with a smile on his face. When he saw Shen Yu, his smile froze slightly, but he quickly regained his composure: "Mr. Shen, what a rare guest! Why did you come to a place like this?"

"Mr. Chen." Shen Yu smiled calmly and sat down directly opposite him. "I just happened to be passing by. I heard that Mr. Chen was here, so I came over to say hello."

Chen Dong put down his glass and said with a smile, "Mr. Shen is quite humorous. However, as the president of a major corporation, I'm afraid you're not just here to say hello, are you?"

"Mr. Chen is indeed smart." Shen Yu picked up the wine glass on the table and shook it gently. "Then I'll get straight to the point. Mr. Chen, I have something to discuss with you regarding this bidding."

Chen Dong's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained composure. "Mr. Shen, what do you mean? This bidding process is completely open and transparent."

"Really?" Shen Yu put down his glass and looked at him sharply. "Then I wonder if Mr. Chen could explain why there is a considerable amount of money in your account, and the source of this money... seems to be related to Zhao Shufang?"

This sentence was like a knife piercing Chen Dong's heart. His hands trembled slightly, but he still forced himself to remain calm. "Mr. Shen, I don't know where you heard these groundless rumors, but I can tell you clearly that I have never participated in any improper operations."

"Just catching shadows?" Shen Yu sneered, took out a document from his pocket and handed it to him, "Mr. Chen, these 'shadows' are probably enough to keep you awake at night."

Chen Dong took the document, his expression becoming increasingly grim as he read it, his fingers tightly gripping the paper. "Boss Shen, what exactly do you want?"

"It's very simple." Shen Yu's tone was calm, but it carried an unquestionable pressure. "I can give you one chance. As long as you cooperate and tell me everything Zhao Shufang did, I can guarantee that you won't be implicated too deeply. Otherwise, once this evidence is sent to the relevant departments, you should be aware of the consequences."

Chen Dong was silent for a moment, sweat oozing from his forehead. He finally put down the documents and whispered, "Mr. Shen, please give me some time. I need to think this over carefully."

"Of course." Shen Yu stood up and looked down at him, "But I advise you not to let this 'consideration' drag on for too long. Time is not on your side."

As they left the club, the night breeze dispelled some of the oppressive atmosphere. Shen Yu stood by the car, looking up at the starry sky with a determined gaze. He knew that this battle had gradually entered a white-hot stage, and every step was crucial.

"Mr. Shen, will Chen Dong cooperate?" Zhao Bin asked, sticking his head out of the car.

"He has no choice." Shen Yu said coldly, "Get ready for the next step. We must completely block Zhao Shufang's escape route."

Zhao Bin nodded: "I understand. I'll arrange it right away."

Shen Yu got in the car, closed his eyes and rested, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Zhao Shufang, this time, I won't give you another chance to turn things around."