After I died, I became the white moonlight of the crazy villain.

I looked at the photos on the table and remained silent for a moment.

The photo was taken at the very place where the smuggled goods were hidden, and the people in the photo were people sent by Ge Zeyu to keep watch.

I didn't expect that the goods and these people had already been exposed, so Song Chenhao has been waiting to see me make a fool of myself these past two days.

"When did you find out?" I couldn't help but ask, feeling a sense of resentment.

Even after being reborn, I still can't get what I want, and I'm even threatened and suppressed by Song Chenhao.

My previous plan has also failed completely, and it seems that I have no choice but to give him a portion of the company's shares today.

Song Chenhao told me that he had thought of this batch of smuggled goods as early as when he was making money from stocks, but he didn't take action for the time being because he felt the situation was too tense.

I hid this batch of smuggled goods in an abandoned movie theater. Because the theater was rumored to be haunted, almost no one went there. The surrounding area was also a mix of old houses.

Although he did not intend to take the goods away directly, he spent money to install several cameras nearby. Just a few days ago, he saw the people sent by Ge Zeyu in the cameras.

He reached out and pinched my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Seeing the calculation and amusement in his eyes, I couldn't help but grit my teeth. "You win!"

I said it with extreme resentment, but the current situation is indeed unfavorable to me. Song Chenhao has something on me, and if we confront each other head-on, I won't gain any advantage at all.

“I will transfer five percent of my shares to you.”

Five percent of the shares may not seem like much, but Song Chenhao acquired them for free, essentially getting something for nothing – a clever scheme indeed.

His fingers tightened slightly, and he slowly shook his head at me. "If it were before, five percent of the shares would have been enough to get rid of me. I know that with five percent of the company's prospects, I wouldn't be at a loss."

"But now I've changed my mind. You've given me an even bigger handle, so how can I not make good use of it?"

He pointed to the photos on the table with his other hand and shamelessly told me that all the people in the photos were hired by Ge Zeyu. Although Ge Zeyu did not sell the smuggled goods, because of his special status, once this matter was exposed, the Ge family's reputation would be greatly affected.

"Tell me, if I told the media that the young master of the Ge family was using his father's special status to engage in smuggling and embezzling goods, do you think this news would attract a lot of attention?"

I slapped his hand away and stood up abruptly, unable to contain my anger, shouting, "You're shameless! He just sent someone to keep watch, that's all!"

"But will outsiders believe it?" He spread his hands, saying with some helplessness, "After all, he sent these people to keep watch, which is an undeniable fact. I just added a little speculation."

Seeing my angry expression, Song Chenhao's smile gradually faded. He told me that he had already suspected something when Bian Jiahui approached him, and he had taken precautions in advance.

Now, he has more in his hands than I imagined.

I don't want to implicate Ge Zeyu because of this. He was just helping me out, and I don't want to implicate Uncle Ge because of this.

"How many shares do you want?" I knew his goal was to get more shares from me, and I didn't bother beating around the bush.

Although I am very unwilling to give him the shares, I can slowly take them back in the future. Right now, the most important thing is to protect the reputation of the Ge family.

He took out a share transfer agreement, turned to the last page, and showed me what was written on it: "I'm not greedy, I only want 20%."

He said he wasn't greedy, but he made outrageous demands. The company's shares were jointly held by me and Su Jiayi. Su Jiayi gave me 60%, and if I gave him another 20%, I would no longer be the largest shareholder of the company.

Moreover, the market value that 20% of the company's shares could bring is immeasurable, and I was extremely unwilling to do so.

Song Chenhao threatened me, saying he didn't have much patience or time. He gave me one minute to consider, and if I didn't sign after one minute, he would expose the whole thing.

I picked up the pen from the table, stared intently at the contract in front of me, wishing I could punch a hole in it, and finally slowly put pen to paper.

Just as I finished writing the three characters "Jiang Wanying" and was about to hand the document to Song Chenhao, his phone suddenly rang, and a text message popped up, notifying him of a large sum of money being deposited into his account.

At the same time, Bian Jiahui's message came in, saying that the items had been sold, and she...

I can no longer see the rest of the content, but these two messages, one after the other, made my heart skip a beat, giving me a feeling of being resurrected.

I looked up and met Song Chenhao's gaze. His eyes flickered slightly, and then his expression changed abruptly. I reacted quickly, standing up and taking two steps back before tearing up the contract without hesitation.

I had barely torn it a couple of times when Song Chenhao shoved me aside and snatched the contract away. But since the contract was already torn up, even if I signed it, it would have lost its legal validity.

"Jiang Wanying, what are you doing? You're going back on your word now. Aren't you afraid I'll expose this?"

He had a fierce but weak appearance, and I was initially a little unsure, but seeing his anxious and agitated state actually calmed me down a lot.

"What's the rush? I just think the handwriting wasn't very neat. We can just reprint the contract; it won't take much time."

At this point, I paused slightly, staring directly into his eyes. "However, I think I should verify whether this contract is even necessary."

“I saw that Bian Jiahui also sent you a message. Why don’t you take a look at what she sent you?”

Song Chenhao stood rooted to the spot, clenching his fists, a forced smile appearing on his stiff face. "What he sent me isn't important. The most important thing now is to sign the contract. Jiang Wanying, do you really want to drag Ge Zeyu down with you?"

I paused for a moment without saying anything, and then said that I would have Su Jiayi rewrite the contract right away, but I had only taken two steps when Song Chenhao's voice rang out behind me.

"I have already edited the photos and the news content to be published. If I don't see the contract within two minutes, I will immediately send the content to the reporter I arranged to speak with."

I stopped in my tracks, my heart pounding. I desperately needed definite news, but judging from Song Chenhao's expression, he had no intention of giving me that chance, and I didn't dare gamble with Ge Zeyu.