A madman in France? How come he's always at crime scenes!

Tianyue Group Headquarters

Lin Zhiyi held the tablet, her face extremely grim.

A live stream replay is playing on the screen.

The man holding the phone was yelling at a girl wielding a mop one second, and the next second he froze on the spot.

The camera was tilted upwards and shaky, but it was clear that a large number of heavily armed criminal police officers surrounded them.

The comments in the bottom left corner were scrolling wildly.

Holy crap, so many police officers have arrived?!

I've only ever seen this scene in blockbuster movies!

[This unscrupulous lawyer has a complicated background!]

Then a middle-aged policeman snatched the phone and turned off the live stream.

As the video ended, Lin Zhiyi slammed the tablet down on the table, her voice almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Manager Chen."

Manager Chen stood in front of his desk, sweat beading on his forehead.

"Ms. Lin, it seems that this matter is caused by a few netizens getting emotional, and it has no direct connection with us."

"A few netizens? It doesn't matter?"

Lin Zhiyi looked up at the man and realized for the first time how many idiots she had under her command.

"You linked Wu Liang to the hospital shooting, and then someone vandalized his law firm. Now you're telling me it's unrelated?!"

Manager Chen quickly offered his explanation.

"Ms. Lin! We did as you requested last night and notified the outsourced channels to stop the personal attacks, but after the information spread online, much of the content was beyond our control."

"Then why didn't you ask for my opinion before issuing this order!?"

Manager Chen was sweating profusely, almost dripping from his face.

Since Ms. Lin joined the group three years ago, this was the first time he had ever seen her so angry.

You should know that behind Miss Lin stands the real head of the group.

Manager Chen's lips moved, but he hardened his heart.

"But in terms of results, the hype surrounding Guangdong Hongyuan has indeed subsided. Now, more people online are discussing Wu Liang's close relationship with the police, and the issue of unpaid wages is no longer the main focus."

But as soon as the words left his mouth, he knew he had messed up.

Lin Zhiyi raised her head, her face icy cold.

"You're quite satisfied?"

Manager Chen didn't dare to say a word.

Lin Zhiyi pulled out the public opinion briefing and threw it in front of him.

"Don't you understand yet? The closer Wu Liang's relationship with the police force, the more it shows how incredibly foolish your move is!"

"Don't you know what's going on with Hongyuan? There are so many tricks involved in project funds. Do you really think you can fool us by changing a few headlines?"

"Miss Lin..."

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Manager Chen immediately lowered his head, his face turning pale.

Lin Zhiyi rarely curses like this; she usually presents herself as an intellectual and virtuous woman.

But the aura she exuded made Manager Chen feel for a moment that this young woman in front of him was no different from the chairman in the conference room.

The door was then pushed open, and Gao Jiancheng walked in.

He had clearly heard the commotion inside, and his face still carried a touch of seasoned composure.

"Zhiyi, don't get so angry."

Gao Jiancheng smiled and took the initiative to help Chen Jing out of the predicament.

"What's done is done; cursing won't solve anything."

Manager Chen looked like he'd seen a savior and quickly ducked and took a step back.

Lin Zhiyi looked at Gao Jiancheng.

"Mr. Gao, you've come at the perfect time."

She turned the tablet around.

"Watch this video and then tell me if things can still be resolved by hurling insults."

Gao Jiancheng glanced at it and frowned.

In the video footage, a group of heavily armed criminal police officers flashed past the camera.

But Gao Jiancheng, being the legal representative of Hongyuan, had seen many such situations and quickly suppressed his expression.

"What does the disturbance by a few netizens have to do with Guangdong Hongyuan?"

Whether it matters or not is not up to you to decide.

Lin Zhiyi's voice has returned to normal.

"From now on, all public opinion statements related to Hongyuan's projects will be uniformly reviewed by the Group's legal department and project compliance department."

Manager Chen replied in a low voice, "Understood."

"Suspend all outsourcing payments. First, compile the contract records and put them on my desk by 9 a.m. tomorrow."

Gao Jiancheng frowned.

"Zhiyi, there's no need to make such a big deal out of it. All that outsourcing stuff, after all the investigation, it just turns out the lower-ups were a bit rushed."

Lin Zhiyi looked at him.

"Does Mr. Gao think this is a trivial matter?"

Gao Jiancheng smiled.

"I think the most important thing right now is to keep the workers stable. The online arguments will pass quickly; we're all business owners, who hasn't been criticized a few times?"

Lin Zhiyi didn't argue with him or even answer him. She simply picked up the details of her paycheck and pushed them in front of Gao Jiancheng.

"The salaries for this batch of Tongcheng urban renewal projects will arrive before 10:00 AM on the first day after the holiday. Hongyuan should issue a formal statement acknowledging the irregularities in project management, promising to make up for the missed payments, and not mentioning anything else."

Gao Jiancheng's face stiffened when he saw that Lin Zhiyi was ignoring him.

"Admitting to poor management? Mr. Lin, if the workers continue to cause trouble after that, it will be difficult to control the situation."

"Wasn't the door already opened a long time ago?"

Lin Zhiyi gave a cold laugh, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

"If we don't treat this as a wage dispute now, and wait for Wu Liang to investigate further, Mr. Gao, do you think you can still sit here and talk to me peacefully?"

The office fell silent.

Gao Jiancheng finally stopped laughing.

"Will that lawyer surnamed Wu really investigate further?"

"It wasn't necessarily true before, but now you've forced him to the other side."

Lin Zhiyi glanced at Manager Chen beside her, which made him shudder.

"He's taken on that hospital case now, and the police are making such a big fuss over his law firm's windows. People outside are just watching the show, you're not just watching the show too, are you?"

Gao Jiancheng's expression darkened, and Lin Zhiyi didn't give him much time to react.

"All labor subcontracting contracts, payrolls, attendance records, and work quantity confirmation forms for the Tongcheng project must be submitted tonight. Missing signatures should be added, and missing attachments should be added..."

Manager Chen glanced at Gao Jiancheng subconsciously.

Lin Zhiyi glanced over.

"...Remember, don't fabricate materials."

Manager Chen quickly lowered his head.

Gao Jiancheng said slowly, "Some things can never be all there."

"That's why I told you to stop telling stories."

Lin Zhiyi closed the file.

"If something is truly missing, clearly state the reason for the absence. Don't give people ammunition by showing a bunch of spreadsheets you just made tonight."

Gao Jiancheng was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I'll get the project team to cooperate."

"It's not about cooperation," Lin Zhiyi said. "This is Hongyuan's own business."

After hearing this, Gao Jiancheng felt a little embarrassed.

He stood up after a moment of silence, then suddenly laughed.

"Miss Lin has become more and more like President Tan these past few years."

Lin Zhiyi returned the smile.

"Then Mr. Gao should know that I'm not here to discuss this with you."

Then he looked at Manager Chen.

"You should go too. Don't go home after get off work tonight."

Manager Chen felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

"Understood, Miss Lin."

The two left the office one after the other.

The door closed, and the office finally became quiet.

Lin Zhiyi sat back in her chair and closed her eyes.

My stomach feels a little empty, and my temples are throbbing.

She'd dealt with this kind of mess countless times. The project team would first hold back the money, then the staff would try to cover it up, and when that failed, they'd turn to public relations to divert attention, making things even dirtier.

Although most of the time things can be handled, when you do a lot of things, mistakes will inevitably occur, like today.

But in the end, everyone said they were just following the procedure.

Process.

Lin Zhiyi sometimes finds this word quite funny.

The problems that Tianyue has developed over the years can no longer be explained by any single contract or project. Construction costs, material costs, labor subcontracting, brokerage fees, consulting fees—they can all be accounted for simply by changing the name. Everyone knows where the dirty work is, and everyone can claim that they only touched a small part of it.

She wasn't unaware of where the source was.

But that person has been paving the way for her life, step by step, since she was seven years old.

The law, finance, and project management she studied were originally intended to smooth out the rough edges for Tianyue.

Lin Zhiyi let out a long sigh of frustration and was about to review the process again when her phone rang.

Unknown number.

"Who is it?"

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Good evening, Manager Lin."

Lin Zhiyi's expression darkened.

"Attorney Wu?"

"it's me."

Wu Liang's tone was tinged with amusement.

"The law firm's window was broken, and the employees were frightened. It's not unreasonable for them to want an explanation from Manager Lin, is it?"