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

Two minutes later, the study door was pushed open.

David walked in with a notebook, his attitude respectful.

"Miss Shen, you wanted to see me."

Shen Wanyi pointed to the single sofa opposite the desk.

"sit."

As soon as David sat down, Shen Wanyi took a thin document from the drawer and pushed it across the table.

"Sign this."

David glanced down at it.

The moment the title appeared in his eyes, all the color drained from his face.

Independent Action Confirmation.

He only scanned three lines before his fingers froze.

Unauthorized.

Individual behavior.

He contacted FDA official Greenwood without authorization.

Sending samples of Oriental goods without authorization.

He privately arranged a consultant fee of 50,000 yuan.

Every word he said was pushing him further into a pit.

David suddenly looked up.

"Ms. Shen, I cannot sign this document!"

"You personally instructed me to do these things, and you approved the shell company's accounts!"

Shen Wanyi changed her sitting posture, her tone calm to the point of being indifferent.

Do you have any evidence?

David's throat tightened.

Shen Wanyi spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The shipping label sent to Greenwood seems to have your name on it."

"The phone number that contacts that old guy is a supplementary SIM card you got using a fake identity."

"As for that shell company in the Cayman Islands, you were also the authorized signatory when it was registered."

Shen Wanyi picked up the soda water next to her and took a sip.

"David, Greenwood is probably being watched."

"The fire will soon spread from the shell company."

"When it comes to the investigation department and the court, they only look at the evidence on paper."

David's back was soaked with cold sweat.

He had been with Shen Wanyi for nearly ten years and had handled many shady troubles for her.

But he never imagined that one day he would become the one pushed out to take the fall.

He pushed the document back, his voice trembling.

"I absolutely will not sign!"

"By signing this, I've become the mastermind behind commercial bribery and interference with oversight!"

Shen Wanyi did not get angry.

She simply stared quietly at the document that had been pushed back, then opened the drawer again.

This time, she took out a heavy brown paper bag.

The paper bag was thrown onto the table with a dull thud.

"David, you've been with me for almost ten years."

"Two years ago, when the company went to Europe to acquire that small pharmaceutical factory, you secretly received 20,000 yuan as a tip from them."

"And what about your cousin who runs a trading company? How many kickback orders with added prices have you approved for him over the past two years, taking advantage of your position?"

David's expression changed drastically.

With each expense Shen Wanyi reported, his shoulders slumped a little more.

"I had the finance department keep a clear record of everything here, and every single receipt has your signature on it."

Shen Wanyi pushed the brown paper bag in front of him.

You don't have to sign this confirmation form.

"The Department of Justice will deliver this bag to the U.S. Attorney's Office tonight."

"Embezzlement, leakage of trade secrets, and cross-border fund violations—these combined could put you in jail for seven or eight years."

The study became quiet.

Only the second hand of the antique clock moved forward, tick by tick.

David slumped onto the sofa, his hands trembling violently.

He finally understood that Shen Wanyi had been wary of him all along.

These damaging allegations have been suppressed for so long, just to be used to buy his life at this crucial moment.

Shen Wanyi slowly took a pen from the pen holder and placed it on the table along with a checkbook.

She wrote a string of numbers on it.

"One million ugly dollars."

"Sign the papers, take the money, and leave."

"You can buy a house in South America or Europe and live comfortably for the rest of your life."

She placed the pen next to the document.

"To sign, or not to sign?"

David stared intently at the document.

On one hand, there's imprisonment and financial ruin.

On one hand, they take the blame for someone who hasn't been prosecuted yet, and then run away with the money.

We can take a gamble, betting that things haven't gotten that bad yet, and betting that this fire won't reach us for the time being.

Sweat dripped from David's forehead onto the back of his hand.

Twenty minutes passed, and he still reached out with trembling hands and grabbed the pen.

The pen tip fell on the paper, making several extremely unpleasant scratching sounds.

David tore up the check, stumbled out of the study, and forgot to close the door behind him.

Shen Wanyi watched his figure disappear at the end of the corridor before picking up the confirmation form.

She read it from beginning to end.

Only after confirming that every word was enough to pin David down did she lock the document in the bottom of the safe.

With this in hand, all the lightning will only strike David's head.

She herself remained clean.

After doing all that, Shen Wanyi did not stop.

She picked up the landline and dialed the telecommunications company's VIP customer service hotline.

"Verify password, XC9943."

"Immediately cancel the communication line ending in 7281. Do it right away."

That line was the number she used specifically to contact Liu Wensen directly.

Liu Wensen was far away in Hong Kong Island, thinking that helping her carry some things would allow him to board the big ship of North American trade.

But Liu Wensen had no idea that the situation in North America had completely deteriorated.

If Liu Wensen wants to keep his admission ticket, he will go to get the materials as arranged yesterday.

Once we get our hands on the efficacy description from Dongfang Fengwu, it will become supporting evidence for David's malicious accusation.

And this evidence, by chance, will eventually be presented openly to the examiner.

Shen Wanyi narrowed her eyes and a cruel smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"If I can't have it... then I'll destroy it!" she murmured.

Then press the paging button on the desktop.

"Notify the secretariat."

"From today onwards, any calls or private messages involving Liu Wensen will be rejected."

"No records allowed, cut off immediately."

The secretary acknowledged and withdrew.

Shen Wanyi walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The Manhattan night lay beneath my feet, the lights shining like an expensive illusion.

The tightness in her chest finally eased a little.

……

Hong Kong Island, Tsim Sha Tsui.

The midday sun shone on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel suite.

Liu Wensen sat at the bar, a cup of black coffee in front of him.

The coffee had gone cold, but he didn't drink a drop.

He felt uneasy ever since he called Qian Weimin yesterday.

Qian Weimin agreed too quickly.

How could a brand of Oriental Styles' caliber simply provide stamped documents detailing efficacy claims so easily?

Unless there's something wrong with the document, unless Jiang Mian already knew what he was up to.

Liu Wensen felt increasingly uneasy and urgently needed to coordinate with Manhattan to see how things would go next.

He picked up the phone and skillfully dialed the number ending in 7281.

There was no dial tone when the call was connected.

A few seconds later, a stiff, mechanical female voice rang out.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service..."

Liu Wensen stood there, stunned.

Is the number invalid?

I could still get through yesterday afternoon!

He thought he had pressed the wrong number and immediately redialed.

It was that same alarming notification sound again.

Liu Wensen's expression changed.

He quickly pulled out his contacts, found David's backup number, and dialed it.

A few seconds later, a message came through the receiver indicating that the phone had been switched off.

Liu Wensen's fingers froze on the telephone receiver.

The dedicated contact line has become invalid, and the person directly contacted has turned off their phone and is unreachable.

Anyone with a brain knows what it means when something like this happens at this time.

Shen Wanyi has run away.

Or rather, she unilaterally cut off all access to the outside world, leaving him and David as mere shields.

Liu Wensen swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Shen Wanyi is clearly using herself as cannon fodder.

If he were still foolish enough to accept the explanatory materials that Qian Weimin sent and then help report it to the FDA.

Once Dongfang Fengwu investigates the leads provided by the whistleblower, Liu Wensen will become the sole person responsible.

In that teahouse, he signed a written disclaimer for 20 million yuan in unjustified interests.

If Jiang Mian and Smith really started fighting, they could devour him completely, leaving not even crumbs.

Liu Wensen leaned back in the leather chair at the bar, his gaze shifting slowly.

He stared at the heavy metal safe in the corner of the room, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily.

……

Thank you to [Little Boiled Tea Egg] for the five update reminder tokens, I'll be adding an extra chapter.

This book will be finished around the end of the month, and I'm currently brainstorming ideas for a new one. Feel free to share your thoughts here! (❁´◡`❁)*✲ﾟ*