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

Qian Weimin slowly put down his teacup, didn't say anything, and just leaned back in his chair, sizing up the other person.

Smith felt a little uncomfortable being stared at and gave Victor a wink.

Victor immediately opened his briefcase, took out a document sealed in kraft paper, and pushed it in front of Qian Weimin with both hands.

"Mr. Qian, this is what our North American compliance team found out working overtime. Consider it an upgraded version of our sincerity prepared for you by Mr. Smith."

Qian Weimin raised an eyebrow, picked up the document, and unwrapped the wire.

Inside were several photocopies of offshore company registration information and a one-page summary of bank transfer traceability.

Qian Weimin glanced at it briefly, his pupils contracting slightly.

The briefing clearly stated that this occurred within 48 hours of the package being signed for in Maryland.

Greenwood’s private overseas account received an extra $50,000, ostensibly for private tax consulting fees.

The payment was made by a shell company registered in the Cayman Islands.

On the attached business directory registration page, the agent's office for this shell company had the exact same name as the service provider for Shen Wanyi's North American trading company.

Although Qian Weimin usually acts loudly, he has been in the business world for many years and saw through the fatal nature of these few pieces of paper at a glance.

These foreigners can be ruthless when they investigate their own people.

Smith sat opposite him, his tone much calmer.

"Mr. Qian, North America has extremely strict scrutiny of the personal accounts of regulatory officials. Of course, we can't obtain direct bank statements; that would be illegal."

He tapped the table. "But we found the background of this Cayman company's service providers in the legitimate public business directory."

"Combining the payment time and the time of package receipt, this is a complete chain of profit transfer logic."

Qian Weimin put the materials back into the brown paper bag and slowly placed them on the table.

"Mr. Smith, this thing is quite interesting."

"But what are you trying to get in return for all this trouble?"

Smith leaned forward and stated his terms bluntly.

"The troubles facing the Shen family in North America were already inevitable."

"Once she falls from power, I will demand that Hui Rui be promoted from a candidate to a priority negotiation right in the bidding for the North American agency rights of Oriental Style."

Priority negotiation rights.

This means that, under the same conditions, Oriental Style must sign a contract with Huirui first, and other competitors will not even have the opportunity to make an offer.

Qian Weimin smiled and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

"Mr. Smith, I can't make decisions on matters involving regional strategy."

Qian Weimin dodged the question, saying, "I will report your request to Doctor Jiang truthfully. As for whether it will be approved or not, that depends on her mood."

Smith was feeling extremely frustrated.

But he also knew that the initiative was no longer in Hui Rui's hands.

He could only nod, "I hope Miss Jiang can see Hui Rui's sincerity."

Qian Weimin said with a smile, "Sincerity is something that can never be too much."

……

evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the terrace of the hillside villa.

Jiang Mian slowly flipped through the remittance route report that Qian Weimin had brought back.

Lu Ting sat to the side, peeling a kiwi with a fruit knife.

After becoming pregnant, Jiang Mian became less sensitive to smells.

But Lu Ting was experiencing pregnancy symptoms on her behalf, and the refreshing sour taste made Lu Ting's stomach feel much better.

"Shen Wanyi has placed all her bets on Greenwood, even meticulously planning the consulting fees."

Jiang Mian put the briefing on the table and stretched.

Qian Weimin stood three meters away and began to speak with great interest.

"Dr. Jiang, with this evidence of funds, plus the fake statement we prepared for Liu Wensen, the scheme in North America is now fully in place."

He paused, then added.

"Also, the more I think about Liu Wensen's phone call today, the more something seems off."

"He seemed to be doing things for Shen Wanyi, but also seemed afraid that she would push him out to take the blame in the future."

"This person could very well turn against us at any time."

Jiang Mian narrowed her eyes, the smile in them deepening. "Of course he's scared."

Qian Weimin immediately perked up his ears to listen.

Jiang Mian put the materials back on the coffee table and said calmly, "You forgot, Liu Wensen signed a statement for 20 million yuan in the tea room."

"If he really dares to use the core materials of Dongfang Fengwu to make malicious reports, he could lose everything."

"Shen Wanyi told him to keep charging forward; could he really afford to leave no room for maneuver?"

Qian Weimin suddenly realized.

"So he deliberately spoke so bluntly today because he wanted us to know that he might have something in his possession?"

Jiang Mian didn't answer immediately; she took out a tissue and wiped her hands.

"Liu Wensen is the kind of person who knows how to save his life best."

"He's now caught in the middle between Shen Wanyi, Hui Rui, and us."

"He wants to live no matter which side falls."

Qian Weimin became excited.

"Should we force him to hand over the documents now?"

"No rush," Jiang Mian said softly.

"If you push him too hard, he'll just back down."

"Let Shen Wanyi continue to direct him. As long as Shen Wanyi thinks Liu Wensen is still obedient, she will continue to speak."

Qian Weimin looked at the pile of materials on the coffee table and finally understood.

"In other words, these things can hold Greenwood and shell companies hostage."

"But is there still one last cut needed before it can be delivered directly to Shen Wanyi herself?"

"Yes." Jiang Mian tilted her head slightly, a sweet smile on her face.

"Shell companies can be passed on to finance departments, and consulting fees can be passed on to agents."

"She could even claim that Greenwood's actions were his private matter."

"Shen Wanyi is the best at hiding dirty business behind several layers of people."

The excitement on Qian Weimin's face slowly faded.

"Therefore, evidence on paper alone is not enough to bring her down."

Lu Ting handed a slice of kiwi to Jiang Mian's lips.

Jiang Mian opened her mouth and bit down, only slowly opening her mouth after finishing the food.

"If you want to kill her, you have to make her say it herself."

The villa fell silent, with only the whistling of the sea breeze blowing in.

Qian Weimin's eyes gradually brightened.

Jiang Mian gently tapped the "Oriental Flavors Product Information Letter".

"Since Liu Wensen wanted to save his life, he would definitely have kept a protective charm."

"And the easiest talisman he could obtain was the evidence that Shen Wanyi had personally confessed to leaving behind regarding the dirty work he did."

Qian Weimin's breathing quickened. "You mean... recording?"

Jiang Mian smiled, leaned back in her rattan chair, and spoke in a lazy yet confident tone.

"The only thing missing from this storyline is her own voice."

……

New York, Manhattan high-rise apartment.

Only one desk lamp was lit in the spacious study.

Shen Wanyi sat behind an expensive black walnut wood desk, her fingers dialing the redial button on the telephone.

The receiver emitted a monotonous beeping sound.

She hung up without any expression and pressed redial again.

This is the fourth time I've dialed this number today.

The first three times the call ended automatically, but this time, the line went directly to voicemail.

Greenwood has gone missing.

Shen Wanyi put the receiver back on the base of the landline phone and placed her hands on the table, folded over each other.

Greenwood has been in the regulatory system for almost thirty years, and people like him who get paid to do things know best what it means to be tactful.

Having just received the 50,000 yuan consulting fee, it was precisely the time to communicate with the client to demonstrate value, and there was absolutely no way I would refuse to answer the phone without a reason.

The only explanation is that he sensed the risk.

Someone has been targeting his private accounts.

Is it Smith from Hui Rui?

With its deep roots in North America, it's not impossible for Huirui to use its connections to investigate unusual transaction records.

As for that woman surnamed Jiang on Hong Kong Island...

Shen Wanyi was unwilling to admit it, but after several encounters, she could no longer regard Jiang Mian as an ordinary village woman.

Once Greenwood is under surveillance, investigators will trace his background down the consulting fees and soon find the shell company in the Cayman Islands.

By following the trail, they could find the contact person responsible for handling the accounts and sending the packages.

Once this line is seized, the fire could potentially spread to her desk.

However, she wasn't very panicked.

Shen Wanyi never puts herself first when she does things.

She pressed the intercom button on the table.

"Let David in."