The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

He turned around, walked to his desk, and opened a case file on it. This was a case he had been focusing on recently—a complex commercial dispute involving the transfer of huge amounts of assets. The case involved numerous stakeholders and was highly complicated, undoubtedly a test of Huang Feipeng's wisdom and patience.

Huang Feipeng's gaze swept intently across the documents, his mind analyzing every detail. He knew this case not only concerned his business interests but could also affect his reputation in the industry. He had to handle every step with utmost care to ensure his interests were not harmed.

"These data and information seem chaotic, but as long as we sort them out, we can find a breakthrough," Huang Feipeng thought to himself. His fingers slid across the documents, carefully reading each page. Whenever he encountered a point of doubt, he would stop and ponder it deeply. His thinking was like a sharp blade, navigating the complex data and information with ease.

His concentration was interrupted by the vibration of his phone. It was a call from one of his lawyers: "Mr. Huang, I have some important information to report on the latest developments in the case."

Huang Feipeng was slightly taken aback, then pressed the answer button: "Please speak."

The lawyer's voice came through the phone, sounding slightly tense: "We just received new evidence that could have a significant impact on the case. It involves the financial records of a key figure and may reveal some of the other party's secret dealings."

Huang Feipeng's heart raced; he knew this could be a crucial moment in solving the case. His voice grew more serious: "Send the detailed information of the evidence to my email address, and I will check it immediately."

After hanging up the phone, Huang Feipeng's thoughts became more focused. He immediately opened his email and reviewed the evidence documents sent by his lawyer. The documents detailed various aspects of the other party's financial operations, and some of the data did indeed catch his attention.

"This evidence suggests that the other party may be involved in illicit financial transactions, which would be a huge breakthrough for our case," Huang Feipeng thought to himself. He knew that although this discovery was important, it was only the beginning, and further investigation and verification were still needed.

He quickly organized his thoughts and decided to incorporate this discovery into his overall strategy. For Huang Feipeng, such complex cases did not rely solely on luck or a single piece of evidence, but required him to comprehensively utilize various resources and methods to ensure victory.

"If this evidence can be linked with other evidence, it might form a complete chain," Huang Feipeng pondered, a calm and intelligent glint in his eyes. He knew that only by connecting the various pieces of evidence could the truth of the case be revealed, thereby securing the greatest benefit for himself.

Just as Huang Feipeng was immersed in analyzing the case, the office door was gently pushed open, and the secretary walked in: "Mr. Huang, your dinner is ready. Would you like to have dinner now?"

Huang Feipeng looked up at his secretary and shook his head slightly: "I'm not hungry. Continue with my case."

The secretary nodded and gently closed the door. Huang Feipeng's gaze returned to the documents on the table. He knew that the complexity of this case far exceeded his expectations. Every piece of evidence, every clue, could be the key to solving it. He was filled with a desire for victory, but also with a deep concern about the complexity of the case.

Huang Feipeng decided to immediately contact his investigation team and request an in-depth analysis of the new evidence. His fingers flew across his phone, issuing detailed instructions. At the same time, he was mentally formulating his next course of action.

"The investigation team must speed things up to ensure that this information can be verified quickly. Any small detail could be the key to victory or defeat," Huang Feipeng thought to himself.

As the investigation deepened, Huang Feipeng's thinking expanded. He realized that commercial cases were often more than just a game of numbers and documents; they were also a psychological battle and a contest of wits. He had to remain vigilant at all times, anticipate the other party's possible reactions, and be prepared to deal with any unforeseen circumstances.

Time slipped by unnoticed, and the office lights remained on. Huang Feipeng's mind raced like a high-speed machine, constantly rehearsing the case's progress. He knew that only by gathering all the evidence and information could he truly seize the initiative in the case.

"While Chu Wanying's cooperation proposal is important, dealing with this case is the most pressing matter right now," Huang Feipeng thought. He knew that competition in the business world never ceased, and he needed to maintain keen insight and strong execution capabilities at all times to stand out in this competition.

Huang Feipeng's eyes suddenly stung, as if someone had swung a sharp weapon in front of them. He hadn't realized what was happening while staring intently at the screen; a burning sensation suddenly gripped his eyeballs. He blinked, trying to ease the pain, but it only intensified, even starting to throb. He reflexively rubbed his eyes, only to find that this action didn't relieve the pain; instead, it made them even more sore.

Huang Feipeng suddenly stood up and hurried to the bathroom. In the mirror, his eyes were red, especially his right eye, tears streaming down his face. His mood instantly turned irritable; his brows furrowed tightly, almost knotted together. This damned stinging pain came too suddenly, too inopportunely. Huang Feipeng's schedule was already tight, and now his vision problem had become an unexpected obstacle.

"Could it be that I was too tired last night?" he wondered, picking up a bottle of eye drops from the sink to try and relieve the discomfort in his eyes. The burning, stinging sensation filled him with a sense of helplessness and unease—he couldn't bear losing control of his body, especially at such an important moment.

Huang Feipeng suppressed his discomfort and returned to his desk. He still had a mountain of work to do; the case was more complex than he had anticipated, and every minute was crucial. Time is money—that was his unwavering life motto. Anything that tried to waste his time was his greatest enemy.

He sat down, staring at the case files on the table. The handwriting seemed to blur, but the stinging sensation remained. Huang Feipeng cursed inwardly, feeling a strange anxiety and helplessness growing within him.

"This can't go on," he warned himself silently. Minor physical discomfort might be a sign of fatigue, but he couldn't let such trivial matters cloud his judgment.