Transmigrating into a Book in the 80s: After Giving Up, I Was Pampered by a Rough Man

Before Liu Wensen could react, Smith's face immediately darkened.

He knew Zhou Zhichang.

I also know who first handed over Chen Zhaoan's question draft.

The tea room was so quiet that only the sound of turning pages could be heard. Jiang Mian's fingertips lightly touched the rim of the cup.

"Boss Qian, read the important part."

Qian Weimin immediately opened the kraft paper bag.

He cleared his throat and read the summary aloud.

"Zhou Zhichang confessed that, at Shen Wanyi's instruction, he had communicated with Chen Zhaoan's team about the questions to be asked at the Hong Kong Island press conference."

Liu Wensen's brow twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

I don't recognize this name.

Jiang Mian didn't look at him; her gaze was fixed on Smith.

Smith's jaw tightened, and his fingers unconsciously pressed down on the armrest of the chair.

Qian Weimin continued reading.

According to New York fax records, Shen's offices sent summaries of negative information about Oriental goods to multiple business contacts in North America.

"The receiver of one of the faxes closely overlapped with the internal wiring used by Vrentice's New York office."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tea room grew a little colder.

Smith remained silent for several seconds before finally speaking.

"I can confirm that."

All eyes turned to him at the same time.

Victor's expression changed, and he wanted to speak up to warn Smith, but Smith raised his hand to stop him.

"Shen Wanyi did indeed send me a so-called market assessment through an intermediary."

"That document repeatedly emphasized that Oriental Style's financial chain was fragile and it urgently needed foreign exchange."

She also said that the mainland production sector cannot do without Huirui's orders.

"As long as Huirui puts pressure on the final payment and the North American channels, Dongfang Fengwu will eventually accept lower cooperation terms."

Qian Weimin's face turned red with anger. "This woman is truly wicked to the core!"

Jiang Mian didn't respond to that. She was just a little surprised that Liu Wensen seemed to genuinely not recognize Zhou and Chen.

Could it be... that I'm wrong?

But it doesn't matter. Whether you know them or not, if they come to you on their own initiative, you can't go wrong by putting them on the same side!

Thinking of this, Jiang Mian quietly looked at Smith.

"Mr. Smith, would you be willing to include these remarks in the supplementary minutes?"

Smith took a deep breath. "Okay."

Victor, standing behind him, couldn't help but nudge Smith.

The meaning is clear: doing this will expose our contact with the Shen family.

Smith turned and glanced at him. "Our goal now is to sever ties with the Shen family."

Victor immediately fell silent.

Smith looked at Jiang Mian again.

"Ms. Jiang, Hui Rui admits to having received incorrect business intelligence."

"But I need to clarify one point: Hui Rui did not participate in Shen's media operations targeting Oriental Style in Hong Kong."

Jiang Mian nodded. "That's one way to write it."

Attorney Huang immediately picked up his pen and wrote down his exact words.

The pen glides across the paper with a very soft sound.

But to Liu Wensen, it felt like a thin thread slowly tightening.

Jiang Mian then turned to look at him.

"Mr. Liu, Smith has already included it in his notes."

"You should also make your independent judgment clear."

Liu Wensen slowly exhaled.

"Miss Jiang, I really don't understand why you insist on linking me with Shen Wanyi."

"I've heard about some of the Shen family's plans in Hong Kong."

"But this has nothing to do with the North American compliance recommendations I made today."

Jiang Mian wasn't in a hurry; she picked up another document from the table.

"Then explain it to me..."

"Why is it that the questions on page three of the North American compliance framework you submitted are in exactly the same order as those in Chen Zhaoan's signed Q&A document?"

Liu Wensen's expression finally changed.

Qian Weimin immediately handed another copy to Attorney Huang.

Attorney Huang placed the two documents side by side on the table.

One of them is a question draft signed by Chen Zhaoan.

The other document is the compliance framework that Liu Wensen just submitted today.

The same keywords in both documents have been circled in red.

Efficacy claims, risks, packaging labeling...

The order of these questions has remained almost unchanged.

After reading it, Smith let out a cold laugh.

"Mr. Liu, isn't your independent judgment a bit too much of a coincidence?"

Liu Wensen tightened his grip on his cufflinks, but he quickly composed himself.

"Business problems inherently share commonalities."

"If Oriental Flavors wants to enter the North American market, any professional will pay attention to these key points."

Jiang Mian nodded. "Sure."

Liu Wensen had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Jiang Mian add another sentence.

"Then I'd like to trouble Attorney Huang to include Mr. Liu's statement in the text."

Mr. Liu Wensen stated that his North American compliance framework is based on independent business judgment and that he has not received any funds, instructions, materials, or any form of entrustment from Mr. Shen.

Liu Wensen's face immediately darkened.

Jiang Mian's words were truly venomous.

Once it's written into the meeting minutes, if any financial or material transactions are later discovered, he will be considered to have committed perjury on the spot.

Attorney Huang has already begun drafting a supplementary statement.

Smith added insult to injury quickly, "Ms. Jiang, I suggest adding another sentence."

"If the statement is untrue, Mr. Liu will be liable for all resulting business losses."

Qian Weimin immediately clapped and cheered.

"Mr. Smith, you've finally said something sensible today."

Smith: "..."

Smith's face twitched; he didn't want to accept this kind of praise at all.

Jiang Mian nodded, "Let's add it."

Liu Wensen's assistant finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Ms. Jiang, the terms you've proposed are simply too much."

Lu Ting stood at the door and gave him a cold look.

The assistant immediately shut his mouth.

Liu Wensen sat in the chair, his expression changing several times.

He now only has two choices.

Refusing to sign is tantamount to admitting on the spot that you have something to hide.

Signing it is like voluntarily putting a noose around your neck that could tighten at any moment.

Jiang Mian didn't urge him, but instead slowly took a sip of warm water.

Seeing that her cup was almost empty, Lu Ting immediately refilled it by half.

Jiang Mian looked up at him and gently squeezed his fingers.

Lu Ting's previously tense face relaxed slightly.

Qian Weimin stood three meters away, and his teeth ached from watching.

What kind of time is this to still be able to witness such a display of affection?

Doctor Jiang and Brother Lu really know how to pick their timing.

Liu Wensen finally picked up the pen.

"I can sign."

He raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Mian.

"However, I reserve the right to pursue legal action against Mr. Smith for malicious defamation."

Jiang Mian's lips twitched, but thankfully she didn't laugh out loud. "Okay."

Smith immediately chimed in.

"Then I will also reserve the right to hold Mr. Liu accountable for his commercial espionage."

Jiang Mian nodded again, "Write it down as well."

Qian Weimin almost burst out laughing.

Ok.

Great.

Both sides are leaving themselves vulnerable, so neither can leave the table unscathed.

Attorney Huang quickly prepared a new supplementary statement.

The waiter carried a tray and presented the documents to Liu Wensen.

Liu Wensen read it word by word.

This time, he didn't miss that column.

There was no third-party commission, and no funds, instructions, or materials were received from the Shen family.

If the statement is false, the party shall bear the corresponding commercial responsibility.

His fingers remained stiff for a few seconds as the pen tip touched the paper.

He then signed his name.

Liu Wensen.

After signing, he closed the pen cap and stood up.

"Ms. Jiang, today's meeting has truly surprised me."

"I came with sincerity, but I didn't expect to be so guarded."

Jiang Mian leaned comfortably against the back of the chair.

"Mr. Liu, true sincerity is not afraid of being recorded."

Liu Wensen did not respond.

He picked up his folder and walked out with his assistant.

As they reached the door, Lu Ting stepped aside to make way for them.

Liu Wensen's steps were relatively steady as he passed by Lu Ting.

But as soon as he stepped out of the tea room, he immediately sped up.

Qian Weimin watched his retreating figure and asked in a low voice.

"Dr. Jiang, should we send someone to keep an eye on him?"

Jiang Mian did not answer, but looked at Lawyer Huang.

"Is everything arranged as we just discussed?"

Attorney Huang nodded.

"As you instructed, the club's external phone line was registered in the presence of a legal witness."

"We only record the recipient and time of the call; we do not listen to the content of the call."

Jiang Mian responded softly.

That's enough.

Smith was still sitting three meters away.

He looked at Jiang Mian and a chill suddenly ran through him.

The young woman never raised her voice, yet she clearly outlined the path each of them could take.

He originally thought that since he had returned with Hui Rui's resources, he would still be in a position to negotiate terms.

But now, he only has one spot left on the candidate list, and that spot was obtained by betraying Shen Wanyi.

Jiang Mian looked at him.

"Mr. Smith, please deliver your supplementary materials to Mr. Qian before noon tomorrow."

Smith stood up.

"I will submit it on time."

Qian Weimin smiled and began to see the guests off.

"Mr. Smith, please take care."

"Remember to make sure all materials are complete. Incomplete materials can affect your bid score."

Smith's face twitched, and he quickly left with Victor.

The tea room was finally completely quiet.

Lu Ting immediately went to Jiang Mian's side.

"Are you tired?"

Jiang Mian raised her hand. "A little."

Lu Ting immediately bent down and helped her up.

"Then let's go back now."

Qian Weimin quickly took two steps closer and then braked suddenly three meters away from the line.

"Dr. Jiang, what about Liu Wensen...?"

Jiang Mian glanced in the direction of the door. "He'll make a call."

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Thanks to [谱蛇] for the wonderful post, here's another chapter!