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Chapter 388: Let me introduce myself. I am Mr. Pei Yan's lawyer.

Among the several fatal scandals at the time, the most important were his improper relationship with the event organizer's investors and that transfer record.

As for the loss on the field, Shen Zhaoyi could basically guess it based on Xu Wei's actions.

It was probably him who did it.

However, unlike this time when they sought an inside man, back then, they probably didn't have any help.

Because Xu Wei is the one who was recruited by two million.

The first thing Cong Lang asked him was about his relationship with Pei Yan.

"Is this worth a million?"

"Whether it's worth it or not, do you have any other options now?" Mu Mu glared at Xu Wei. "Hurry up and say it, don't waste everyone's time!"

Look what this says.

There really was no other choice.

With a "what's the worst that can happen?" attitude, Xu Wei downed his coffee in one gulp.

"What kind of relationship? Former colleagues, I guess."

If he hadn't started layoffs right away, things might have turned into a superior-subordinate dynamic by now.

He's really lucky. Not only did he manage to get the car fleet managed by a wealthy woman, but despite his terrible reputation, he was also able to be directly appointed as the person in charge.

Xu Wei made no attempt to hide his disgust.

Cong Lang seemed to only then realize his attitude towards Pei Yan, and then posed his second question—

"You hate him?"

"of course."

"why?"

Xu Wei was taken aback. Was this important?
Cong Lang shook his head. It wasn't important, but he loved listening to stories.

"Think about it and tell me about it. You can consider this as the third question."

Through a series of seductive maneuvers in a desperate situation, the top lawyer successfully uncovers the reason that triggers a qualitative change.

Pei Yan is outstanding; that cannot be denied.

A young prodigy who rose to fame overnight, but behind this success, besides his own advantages, was the hard work of the entire team.

“I’ve been there for every training session since I joined the team. No one knows better than me how to modify the car and what the problems are.”

"But everyone only knows that Pei Yan won the championship, who cares about our efforts?"

Upon hearing this, Cong Lang felt that Xu Wei, despite being a grown man, was actually quite childish.

But it's also very realistic.

To put it bluntly, the root of all the problems is jealousy, but this has little to do with Pei Yan. At most, it's just a matter of unequal distribution among the team leaders.

Mu Mu had the same thought. Besides, there were several people in the repair team, so why was he the only one with a big opinion?
Xu Wei looked at "Mr. Lin," who had led him to this predicament, and slammed his hand on the table, trying to make his next words sound more reasonable by raising his voice.

How do you know the others don't have any objections?

“As the team leader, I represent everyone. Even if the manager and boss don’t understand the hardships behind it, Pei Yan certainly does.”

"In the end, I realized I had thought too highly of him. He was in cahoots with those capitalists, arrogant and ungrateful!"

"That's a bit of an indiscriminate attack," Mu Mu interrupted Xu Wei's passionate speech.

This whole thing has absolutely nothing to do with Pei Yan.

Seeing that the question-and-answer session was about to turn into a debate, Cong Lang quickly changed the subject.

"So, his departure from the team was something you did out of dissatisfaction?"

"I guess so." Xu Wei rolled his eyes at Mu Mu and leaned back dismissively. Seeing that the "suspect" had confessed, Cong Lang pulled out the intimate hotel photo and stated with certainty, "You took this photo, didn't you?"

"Yes."

Xu Wei calculated that there should be six questions now.

Cong Lang corrected, "Five."

The one Mumu just mentioned doesn't count, since the final interpretation rests with her.

Knowing that talking too much would only lead to trouble, Xu Wei silently gestured for him to quickly ask the next person so that they could leave this godforsaken place as soon as they had raised eight million.

"Don't rush, making money requires patience." Cong Lang's smile remained, and he even leisurely called the waiter over to bring another dessert.

Despite the relaxed atmosphere, Mumu had a feeling that some people might be in for a lot of trouble later.

Sure enough, the next second, just as Xu Wei was about to lose his composure, he was suddenly bombarded with a series of questions.

How did you get in touch with Grandma Chen?
Whose idea was it to tamper with the car?
And what benefits were promised after the matter was accomplished?
"Old Mrs. Chen?" Xu Wei rubbed his hands in a panic. "What Old Mrs. Chen? I don't know her."

The reason Cong Lang dared to ask about the information he had collected was because he must have evidence.

It doesn't matter if you're stubborn; there's plenty of time now.

After a three-minute standoff, Xu Wei, who had done too many bad things, was the first to give in.

“I didn’t contact her; she came to me on her own initiative.”

"At first, I only inquired about which floor Pei Yan's hotel room was on. Later, I was worried, so I waited in the lobby. Then I saw her helping someone who could barely stand into the elevator."

What happened next was just like a melodramatic plot in a novel.

Xu Wei was stopped by Old Lady Chen. They took photos as evidence, pretended it was consensual, and then together they dragged Pei Yan into the room.

If Chen Hong and Zhou Yiling hadn't arrived in time, the situation would probably have been beyond saving.

Upon hearing this, Mu Mu, who had previously held a slight opinion of Pei Yan, suddenly began to feel sorry for him.

That's pretty tragic. No wonder he has such a bad temper; it turns out everything has a reason.

Cong Lang silently wrote down yet another charge in his notebook, without saying a word, and waited quietly for Xu Wei to continue his story.

Since she failed that night and the people in the team found out, Old Mrs. Chen, with the idea of ​​destroying what she couldn't have, used her position in the race news team to release the photo as an appetizer.

On the second day of the race, during the pre-race inspection, parts of the car were replaced at the last minute, causing it to lose speed in the second half.

Now, all the charges seem to be substantiated, and only the final blow remains.

“I know Pei Yan will definitely go to Qiu Yu to confide in him after his failure. And that young master, instead of inheriting the family business, he insists on pursuing his dreams.”

"There was no one else in the private room at the time, so we had to find him to be the scapegoat."

Xu Wei casually recounted his past actions, and his expression showed no remorse whatsoever.

As the person who spends the most time with several drivers, we eventually learned each other's phone passwords.

Sending Pei Yan's transaction information using Qiu Yu's phone would not arouse suspicion and would further prove the credibility of the transaction.

As for turning against them during the interview, that was just something that happened naturally.

Later, when Pei Yan was terminated from his contract, Old Lady Chen transferred the five million that had been returned to Xu Wei.

Cars and houses were acquired overnight, and two years passed peacefully until they unexpectedly met again in the same place.

"To be honest, when I saw Pei Yan at the restaurant that day, I thought he was burdened with debt and had to become a waiter because he couldn't make ends meet," Xu Wei said with a shake of his head and a sigh.

Cong Lang finished making the final notes.

Eight questions, no more, no less, just enough to offset the eight million.

However, we can leave the money aside for now, but next we should talk about the issues of framing and false accusations.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Cong Lang, and I am the honorary lawyer invited by Mr. Pei Yan."