Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

"Such a young age, yet so sharp-tongued." Wang Zhou twirled the jade thumb ring on his thumb, his gaze behind his glasses sweeping over Shen Chumo like a venomous snake.

Jiang Haihe immediately adopted a troubled expression: "Mr. Wang, you've misunderstood. Today's meeting is an internal meeting to discuss the adjustment of the company's equity structure..."

Wang Zhou sneered and walked straight to the seat opposite Shen Chumo, sitting down: "Shareholding structure? Perfect, I'm very interested in that too." He clapped his hands, and the lawyer behind him immediately handed over a document.

The air conditioner in the conference room hummed softly, but it couldn't mask the tense atmosphere that permeated the air.

When the equity transfer agreement was slammed onto the conference table, some directors gasped.

Wang Zhou sat in the main seat, his squinting eyes revealing a sharp light unlike any he had before: "According to our previous agreement, the Jiang family's western city plot has been transferred to us as collateral."

Now, I will exercise my preemptive right to acquire the 20% stake held by Ms. Shen.

His voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the silent conference room like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

The meeting room erupted in chaos. The board members whispered among themselves, clearly caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.

Shen Chumo, however, seemed detached from the matter. She calmly picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and the fragrant aroma of tea spread between her lips and teeth.

"Mr. Wang has quite the appetite, but..." Shen Chumo suddenly chuckled softly, gently placing the teacup on the bone china saucer. The crisp clinking sound broke the stillness in the air.

"You want to exchange my shares for a mortgage agreement? Are you sure you want to do this?" Her voice was calm and unhurried, yet it carried a formidable and intimidating force.

Seeing this, Jiang Haihe immediately pretended to smooth things over: "Chu Mo, President Wang is just following the contract. How about this, you transfer the shares to me first, and I'll give you the money for those shares at the same value. I guarantee..."

"You promise to sell it to Mr. Wang at an 80% discount after I sign the contract, just like last time?"

Shen Chumo suddenly pulled a yellowed receipt from her handbag. "On the 27th of last month, General Manager Jiang had the finance department transfer three million to Changsheng Trading. This 'consulting fee' and the timeline for the alteration of the Chengxi plot's valuation report are exactly the same."

Jiang Haihe's tie suddenly became askew: "You...you're slandering me!"

"Really?" Shen Chumo pressed the play button on the recorder, and Jiang Hai's obsequious voice boomed in the conference room: "President Wang, once that girl transfers the shares to me, I'll immediately transfer them to you at 80% of the market price... Don't worry about the West City plot; I've already tampered with the appraisal report..."

Before the recording had even finished playing, Jiang Haihe's face had turned deathly pale. He lunged forward, trying to snatch the recorder: "How dare you record me?!"

Shen Chumo easily dodged, simultaneously pressing the pause button: "What's the rush, Mr. Jiang? There's more to come."

"Enough!" Wang Zhou slammed his hand on the table, splashing water from his glass. "Even if we have a private deal, Ms. Shen, don't forget, the evidence of your illegal recording can still ruin your reputation!"

Shen Chumo suddenly took out a USB drive: "This is a backup from General Manager Jiang's office safe, and also the transaction records for General Manager Wang's private account."

She tossed the USB drive to the front-row directors, "Look, everyone, see who pocketed half of Jiang's profits over the past three years."

The board members were now in an uproar.

The white-haired old director in the front row trembled as he grabbed the USB drive, his cloudy eyes almost bulging out of their sockets: "Jiang Haihe! The 80 million that disappeared from the company's financial report three years ago all went into your and Wang Zhou's pockets!" He coughed repeatedly in anger, his knuckles slamming heavily on the table, "I knew it! The company's performance had clearly improved in recent years, but the dividends had been getting smaller and smaller!"

"No wonder that land in the west of the city has been delayed for so long!" The portly Director Zhang abruptly loosened his tie, his double chin trembling with anger.

He grabbed the documents beside him and slammed them on the table. "The three hundred million I invested in Jiang's company, and you've just squandered it like this?!"

The young female director in the corner suddenly sneered: "President Jiang was talking about expanding into new businesses at the board meeting last month. So the so-called new project is just selling the company's assets to President Wang at a low price?"

She pulled out her phone and swiped quickly, "Everyone, take a look at the stock market. Jiang's stock price has fallen by 17% in the past two weeks. I'm afraid it's all because you guys are secretly shorting it!"

The meeting room erupted instantly, and amidst the accusations, Jiang Haihe's explanations seemed weak and ineffective.

He slumped into a chair, his tie draped askew around his neck, veins bulging on his forehead: "This is all for the company! President Wang promised to invest in me..."

Shen Chumo raised her voice: "You probably don't know, but the land in the west of the city not only contains an ancient tomb complex, but it's also a national-level cultural relic protection unit. The mortgage contract in Mr. Wang's hand..." She deliberately dragged out her words, "It's probably going to become a hot potato."

Wang Zhou's expression changed drastically, and he immediately signaled to his lawyer to check the documents.

Shen Chumo then produced another official document: "No need to check. This is a notice just issued by the Cultural Relics Bureau yesterday. By the way, please note that according to the 'Cultural Relics Protection Law,' intentionally damaging cultural relics can be punished with up to ten years in prison."

Wang Zhou suddenly stood up: "You plotted against me?!"

"I schemed against you? Jiang Haihe already knew there was something wrong with this place; he was the one who kept it from you, not me." Shen Chumo elegantly straightened her sleeves.

"However, compared to your two scheming attempts to seize my shares, this can only be considered legitimate self-defense."

Jiang Haihe suddenly erupted in anger: "Security! Arrest this scoundrel who stole company secrets!"

However, as soon as the security guards rushed in, they were stopped by another group of uniformed men.

The man at the head of the group flashed his badge: "Economic Investigation Detachment, here to investigate a case involving the Jiang Group suspected of commercial fraud, based on a tip-off."

Shen Chumo stood up and smiled slightly at the stunned directors: "As a director, I have an obligation to protect the company's interests. The actions of President Jiang and President Wang have seriously damaged the reputation and development of the Jiang Group."

She turned to the law enforcement officers: "I have already submitted the relevant evidence to the police."

Jiang Haihe's face turned ashen, and he suddenly roared hysterically: "Shen Chumo! You'll die a horrible death!"

Shen Chumo's voice was icy: "I'll return those words to you verbatim."

Jiang Haihe, you will definitely suffer a terrible death.

When Jiang Haihe was taken away by the police with a deathly pale face, the entire Jiang Group was in complete chaos.

"Have you heard? All the finance department's ledgers have been seized!"

"I just saw that the stock price has dropped another 5%..."

"Oh no, oh no, will I even get paid this month?"

Shen Chumo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, coldly watching the reporters and the restless crowd gathered below.