Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

The morning sunlight streamed through the courtroom's glass windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

I took a deep breath, pushed open the heavy wooden door, and stepped into this battlefield that had already been destined.

Zhou Cheng sat in the audience, a smug smirk on his lips, while the lawyer Zhao next to him cast a contemptuous glance at me, as if I were a lamb to the slaughter.

The air was thick with tension, so oppressive it was suffocating. The people in the audience whispered amongst themselves like a swarm of buzzing flies, making everyone feel restless and uneasy.

My heart was pounding so hard, like a drumbeat, that it made my eardrums buzz.

I felt my palms were a little damp, and I subconsciously gripped the USB drive tightly. At that moment, it felt like my lifeline, carrying my hopes and future.

Attorney Zhao launched the first attack. Like a cunning fox, he tried to trap me in a cage with carefully woven lies and fabricated evidence.

"Ms. Miao Qing, do you admit that your company has engaged in tax evasion?" His voice was sharp and piercing, like a blade stabbing straight into my heart.

I took a deep breath and tried to keep myself calm.

"I deny it!" My voice was firm and powerful, resounding in the silent courtroom.

"All of my company's financial statements are legal and compliant, and I can provide all relevant documents for verification."

Attorney Zhao sneered, pulled out a stack of documents from the archives, and held them high. "This is the evidence we have, sufficient to prove that your company has serious financial problems and defrauded the plaintiff of their investment." He handed the documents to the judge.

I watched his clumsy performance with a cold eye, and sneered inwardly.

Zhou Cheng, do you think you can defeat me like this?

you are too naive!

I calmly took out the prepared documents and refuted Attorney Zhao's accusations point by point. My voice was calm and clear, and every word was like a bullet, shattering the other party's lies.

The atmosphere in the courtroom grew increasingly tense. The two sides exchanged barbs, their words sharp and vehement, like two razor-sharp swords clashing fiercely in the air, emitting ear-piercing sparks.

I felt pressure coming from all directions, as if I were in a huge vortex, and could be swallowed up at any moment.

But I cannot back down; I must fight to the very end!

I stared intently at Zhou Cheng. His expression grew increasingly grim, and the smugness in his eyes was gradually replaced by panic.

“Now,” I paused, looked around the courtroom, and said in a low but firm voice, “I will present the key evidence…” I slowly raised the USB drive to the judge, a faint smile playing on my lips.

"This contains all the truth."

Zhou Cheng suddenly stood up, his face as pale as paper. "You...you can't..." He pointed at me, his voice trembling, but he couldn't say anything more.

The judge took the USB drive and inserted it into the computer.

On the courtroom screen, the first thing that appeared was a video of Sun Zhijun's tearful confession.

He gave a detailed account of how, under Zhou Cheng's instructions, he fabricated evidence and framed me.

In the video, he trembled as he took out a USB drive, the very one he had given to Attorney Zhao earlier.

“I…I was wrong…Please let me go…” Sun Zhijun’s cries echoed in the courtroom, like a sharp knife stabbing into Zhou Cheng’s heart.

Next, emails between Zhou Cheng and the heads of several small companies appeared on the screen, along with photos of their secret meetings.

The emails clearly show how Zhou Cheng planned this conspiracy step by step, how he used these small companies to falsify accounts, and how he framed me.

Every email, every photo, was like a bombshell, exploding deafeningly in the courtroom.

Finally, financial statements appeared on the screen, these statements came from the small companies that Zhou Cheng had exploited.

These reports clearly show the flow of funds and how Zhou Cheng used these small companies to launder money and evade taxes.

Looking at the irrefutable evidence on the screen, I felt a surge of immense satisfaction.

Zhou Cheng and Attorney Zhao's faces were already deathly pale, like two blank sheets of paper, devoid of any color.

Their bodies trembled slightly, their eyes were vacant, as if they had lost their souls.

The audience erupted in uproar, whispering amongst themselves, their eyes filled with disdain and contempt as they looked at Zhou Cheng.

I felt a burning gaze fixed on me. I turned my head and saw Gong Lin.

He sat in the audience, a slight smile playing on his lips. At that moment, my heart felt as if it were enveloped by a warm current, filled with strength.

I gave him a reassuring smile.

The judge struck the gavel, and the courtroom fell silent instantly.

"Based on the existing evidence, the plaintiff Zhou Cheng..." The judge's voice was loud and authoritative, each word like a nail, hammering into Zhou Cheng's heart.

Looking at Zhou Cheng's pale face, I felt no pleasure whatsoever.

I slowly walked up to him, leaned down, and whispered in his ear, "Zhou Cheng, do you know? I can actually..." "...completely destroy you." My voice was as soft as a feather, yet it carried a chilling coldness.

I straightened up, looked into his terrified eyes, and continued, "But I don't want to do that today. I'm giving you a chance to publicly apologize and admit to all your crimes."

My words surprised everyone in the courtroom, including Gong Lin.

They didn't expect me to let Zhou Cheng off so easily.

Perhaps in their eyes, I should take revenge on him severely and make him pay a heavy price.

But what I want is more than just simple revenge.

Zhou Cheng was stunned; he hadn't expected me to make such a demand.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't get the words out.

The fear in his eyes was gradually replaced by resentment.

"Apologize? Dream on! You bitch, you think you've won? I..."

I interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"Looks like you don't value this opportunity." I sneered and took another USB drive out of my bag.

"In that case, let me show you this."

I handed the USB drive to the judge, and a recording appeared on the screen.

In the recording, Zhou Cheng confessed to his plan to frame me and how he bribed Sun Zhijun to fabricate evidence.

His voice was clear and cold, each word like a sharp knife, stabbing deeply into his heart.

Zhou Cheng's face was deathly pale, and he was trembling all over. He was like a rabbit that had been skinned naked and exposed to everyone.

He slumped helplessly in the chair, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost his soul.

"I...I confess..." He lowered his head helplessly, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

The judge struck the gavel and solemnly pronounced the verdict: "Plaintiff Zhou Cheng, for the crimes of intentionally framing others, fabricating evidence, and disrupting market order, is sentenced to..."

I didn't hear the judge's verdict. I turned and left, leaving Zhou Cheng with a despairing silhouette.

I walked up to Gong Lin, and he gave me a warm hug.

“You did very well.” His voice was deep and powerful, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

I leaned against him, feeling the warmth emanating from him, and my heart gradually calmed down.

I know I've won this battle.

However, this is just the beginning.

I looked up at Gong Lin, a mysterious smile playing on my lips.

"Next, it's Wang Jing's turn..." Stepping out of the courtroom, the glaring sunlight made me squint.

I took a deep breath, savoring the joy of victory.

But I know this is only the first step.

Zhou Cheng has fallen, but my company remains shrouded in gloom.

Wang Jing, that old fox, is definitely still observing.

I immediately held a press conference.

The flashes of light rained down like a dense storm, and the microphone was practically poking my face.

I took out the prepared materials and revealed Zhou Cheng's conspiracy and my evidence to the public in detail.

My voice was steady and powerful, each word resounding like a bullet, shattering the rumors and doubts that surrounded me.

Liu Mingwei, the reporter who had previously kicked me when I was down, was now pale-faced and his eyes were darting around.

As expected, he was the first to rush up to me after the press conference, looking very apologetic, and promising to issue a corrective statement. I didn't name him.

For the next few days, my phone kept ringing.

Those business partners who had previously hesitated called to express their willingness to continue the cooperation.

Wang Jing also called, his tone much more polite than before, his words full of probing.

I sneered inwardly. This old fox, he really is a fence-sitter.

I didn't give him a clear answer, but simply said that I would consider it.

That evening, Gong Lin came to my newly purchased apartment near the school.

He opened a bottle of champagne, and we raised our glasses in celebration.

"You're amazing." He said, "I knew you could do it."

I leaned against him, feeling the warmth emanating from him, and my heart was filled with a sense of security.

“All of this is thanks to you,” I whispered in his ear.

Without his help, I might have been defeated by Zhou Cheng long ago.

“We’re a team.” He kissed my forehead.

Outside the window, the city lights shone brightly, like twinkling stars.

As I gazed at the beautiful night view, my heart was filled with hope.

I won this battle.

My company will also rise from the ashes.

"Knock knock knock," a series of urgent knocks broke the silence.

My heart tightened, and an ominous premonition welled up inside me.

Gong Lin went to open the door, and there stood my public relations manager, Chen Yuzhen, with a pale face and eyes full of terror.

"President Miao, something terrible has happened..." Her voice trembled, and she could barely speak.

"Our...our products..."