Wang Zhou hesitated for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice: "President Jiang, let's not beat around the bush. I'll handle the Murong family's matter for you, but that piece of land in the west of the city..."

Jiang Haihe's face stiffened, then he forced a laugh: "Mr. Wang, but don't worry, as long as you can... help resolve this matter, this place will be easy to discuss..."

Wang Zhou nodded in satisfaction, "President Jiang is a wise man."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Hai slammed it against the wall: "A bunch of vampires!"

He sat back down in his chair, panting heavily.

The following evening at 7:30, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky of Yuncheng red.

Shen Chumo walked out of the school gate with her schoolbag on her back, her long black hair swaying gently in the breeze, and casually hailed a taxi.

"Go to the Emperor Hotel."

On the way, she glanced casually at the rearview mirror and saw a black sedan following her for three intersections.

"Ah, they've finally arrived." She smiled slightly, took a mint from her pocket, and put it in her mouth, the cool taste spreading across her tongue.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Attorney Chen: "We've arrived at Room 808 of the Emperor Hotel. Jiang Haihe brought three people, one of whom is a bodyguard from the Wang family."

Shen Chumo quickly replied: 【Proceed according to plan.】

Twenty minutes later, in the magnificent lobby of the Emperor Hotel, Shen Chumo, dressed in a white dress, looked as innocent as a high school student.

She pushed open the door to VIP room 808, and Jiang Hai immediately stood up, his face plastered with a fake smile: "Chu Mo's here! Please, have a seat."

Shen Chumo sat down in the very center without any hesitation.

Attorney Chen sat to the side and nodded slightly to her.

"Where's the contract?" Shen Chumo cut to the chase, not even bothering with pleasantries.

Jiang Hai's facial muscles twitched slightly, but he still managed to suppress his anger as he took out documents from his briefcase: "Everything's ready. Take a look. But I have conditions for giving you this 20% stake."

You cannot sell these shares to anyone other than the Jiang family. Otherwise, even if you threaten me with Jiang Chen, I will never sign.

Shen Chumo took the contract, her slender fingers gently turning the pages, a faint, cold smile playing on her lips: "President Jiang, do you not trust me?"

She handed the contract to Attorney Chen, who reviewed it carefully and nodded: "The terms are fine, but there are indeed clauses restricting transfer in the additional conditions."

"Okay." Shen Chumo suddenly agreed readily, "But I have to add a condition—if the Jiang family takes the initiative to acquire these shares, they must repurchase them at three times the market price."

Jiang Haihe's expression changed drastically: "This is impossible!"

"Then forget it." Shen Chumo made a move to stand up. "President Jiang, don't forget, your son is still in my hands."

Jiang Hai's fists clenched until they turned white, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "...Fine, I promise you."

After confirming that there were no problems with the contract, Shen Chumo did not rush to sign it, which was quite suggestive.

"Why did you have to choose this time and place to sign a contract, Mr. Jiang? After I sign this contract, you're not planning to do anything to me, are you?"

Jiang Hai's face froze for a moment, then he quickly let out a cold laugh.

"Shen Chumo, if you don't dare to sign, then don't sign. You can leave now."

Jiang Haihe looked annoyed, as if he wished Shen Chumo wouldn't sign the contract. He also had his own reasons for doing so, since giving up 20% of the shares was indeed painful for him.

Shen Chumo chuckled softly, then picked up a pen and signed her name on the contract.

After both parties signed the contract, and it was witnessed by lawyers from both sides, the contract officially came into effect.

Having suddenly lost 20% of the shares, Jiang Hai felt heartbroken when he saw the contract, and he gestured to his lawyer to put it away.

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Chumo had evidence that Jiang Chen killed that student, he would never have given up these shares. But it doesn't matter, so what if Shen Chumo takes the shares?

As long as Shen Chumo falls into Wang Zhou's hands, she will not have a good ending.

Jiang Haihe glanced at the time and gave his assistant a wink.

The assistant immediately stood up: "Attorney Chen, regarding the tax issues related to the equity transfer, our CFO is waiting for you in the next private room..."

Attorney Chen frowned and looked at Shen Chumo. Seeing her nod slightly, he then left with his assistant.

As soon as the door to the private room closed, Jiang Haihe immediately put on a warm face: "Chu Mo, it's been so long since we, father and daughter, have eaten together. Today I specially ordered your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs..."

"No need," Shen Chumo interrupted coldly, her gaze sweeping over the glass of orange juice on the table.

"The contract is signed, I should go now."

"Don't rush." ​​Jiang Haihe personally pushed the orange juice in front of her, "At least have some water before you leave, consider it... a celebration of our agreement?"

Shen Chumo stared at the glass of orange juice, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

Jiang Haihe thought she was incredibly stupid, not even bothering to hide his blatant conspiracy.

Or perhaps Jiang Hai's IQ has become somewhat abnormal due to her anger these past few days.

She slowly picked up her glass, then suddenly stopped under Jiang Haihe's expectant gaze: "Mr. Jiang, you're so enthusiastic, why don't you take a sip first?"

"People our age don't really like orange juice; I'll just drink tea."

Shen Chumo smiled and took a sip under Jiang Haihe's gaze.

"Not bad." Shen Chumo then took another big gulp.

After finishing her drink, Shen Chumo gracefully stood up, put the copy of the contract into her bag, and said, "I'm leaving now."

She turned to leave, but Jiang Hai quickly stopped her: "Wait! That... the evidence about Lin Xiao..."

Shen Chumo turned around, a meaningful smile playing on her lips: "Don't worry, as long as the Jiang family behaves themselves, that evidence will never be made public."

Unfortunately, the Jiang family will never be content with their lot.

After saying that, she walked out of the private room without looking back. Jiang Haihe stared at her departing figure, his smile gradually twisting into a grimace.

He took out his phone and quickly dialed a number: "She went out, proceeding as planned."

In the hotel corridor, Shen Chumo texted Attorney Chen as she walked: "The contract has been signed. Go back and prepare the follow-up documents."

After sending the message, she caught a glimpse of two burly, unfamiliar men standing in the elevator, pretending to look at their phones but occasionally glancing in her direction.

Shen Chumo stepped into the elevator without making a sound. Just as the elevator doors were about to close, the two men quickly caught up with her.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Shen Chumo swayed suddenly and had to grab the wall to steady herself.

Her gaze gradually unfocused, and her voice grew weak: "You... in the juice..."

The tall man grinned maliciously and pressed the button for the top floor: "Miss Shen, don't worry, we're just taking you to rest."

Shen Chumo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally she closed her eyes helplessly, her whole body slumping to the ground.

"The drug took effect really quickly." The short man clicked his tongue. "The boss really used a strong dose this time."

The two men supported the unconscious Shen Chumo from either side, and the elevator went straight to the top-floor presidential suite.

Meanwhile, in the hotel lobby lounge, Murong Xue was elegantly sipping black tea.

Her trusted aide hurried over and whispered in her ear, "Miss, Shen Chumo was taken to the top floor by the Wang family. It looks like she's been drugged."

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