I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

He Ying did not call Zhou Mingyuan in advance, but went directly to the third floor of the county committee building.

She knew that Zhou Mingyuan had a habit of spending weekends in the office.

When I got to Zhou Mingyuan's office, the door was open.

Zhou Mingyuan was sitting behind his desk, looking at documents.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up, his gaze lingered on her face for a moment, and then he put down his pen.

"County Magistrate He?"

"Secretary Zhou, I have something important to report to you."

Zhou Mingyuan looked at her, paused for a second, and then pointed to the chair opposite him.

"sit."

He Ying sat down opposite him and placed the file bag in her hand on the table.

The folder contained the property information, company registration documents, and fund flow charts that Chen Yang had found.

And the transaction records of overseas accounts that Lin Chen found.

There were also photocopies of the original vouchers that Zhou Deming submitted.

Everything was a copy; the originals were not brought.

"Secretary Zhou, I'd like to report to you on the latest developments in the Liuhe Town case."

Zhou Mingyuan placed his hands clasped on the table without saying a word.

He Ying opened the file bag, took out a stack of materials, and placed them one by one in front of Zhou Mingyuan.

"This is Fang Zhiqiang's property information in the provincial capital. Four houses, with a market value of over ten million yuan. The property rights are registered under the names of Fang Zhiqiang and his wife."

Zhou Mingyuan glanced down at the copies of the property registration information but didn't pick them up.

"These are three companies that Fang Zhiqiang registered in the provincial capital: a trading company, a decoration company, and a building materials company, with a total registered capital of ten million yuan. The legal representatives are his wife and himself."

She then posted several screenshots of business registration information.

"This is the flow of funds for Fang Zhiqiang Decoration Company."

Hongda Commerce subcontracted its business to Fang Zhiqiang's decoration company, with a difference of nearly three million yuan between the subcontract price and the original contract price.

The three million went into a company called "Hongxin Consulting".

The legal representative of Hongxin Consulting is Fang Zhiqiang's mother-in-law, a 67-year-old retired worker.

Zhou Mingyuan's fingers twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"This is where the funds from Hongxin Consulting ultimately went."

He Ying placed the last document on top; it was a chart showing the flow of funds.

"The money left Hongxin Consulting, went through an offshore account, and entered a casino in Southeast Asia. After being laundered at the casino, it became an investment and went into a resort project. The actual controller of this project cannot be found."

Zhou Mingyuan stared at the stack of materials on the table for a long time.

He didn't pick it up; he just looked at it.

"County Magistrate He, where did these things come from?"

"A friend in the provincial capital helped with the investigation. It wasn't through official channels and has no legal validity. But it can serve as a lead and be handed over to the Discipline Inspection Commission for verification."

Zhou Mingyuan looked up at He Ying.

"Can you trust these friends of yours?"

"Trustworthy".

Zhou Mingyuan remained silent for a moment, then picked up the top chart of fund flows and examined it closely.

His expression remained unchanged.

But He Ying noticed that his finger paused on the page—on the arrow pointing to the casino.

"County Chief He, do you know what you're doing?"

"Know."

"If these things are handed over, it won't be a case in Liuhe Town anymore."

"I know."

Zhou Mingyuan put down the picture and leaned back in his chair.

He Ying did not urge him.

She knew that Zhou Mingyuan was weighing the options, thinking about the consequences of this matter, the reaction from the municipal party committee, and what would happen to Qingshun County if the investigation continued.

The fact that an executive deputy county head is under investigation will shake all the officials in the county.

Those who are connected with Fang Mingyuan, and those who work for Fang Mingyuan, will be filled with unease.

Work in Qingshun County may come to a standstill, and key projects may be delayed.

These are all things Zhou Mingyuan needs to consider.

But He Ying didn't want to give him too much time to think about it.

"Secretary Zhou, Fang Mingyuan could run away at any time."

His assets in the provincial capital have been transferred, and his overseas accounts have been opened.

If he runs away, all these materials we have will become a pile of waste paper.

Zhou Mingyuan stared at He Ying.

"County Chief He, have you considered what you'll do if the Municipal Party Committee disagrees?"

He Ying did not hesitate.

"If the municipal party committee does not agree, I will submit the materials to the provincial discipline inspection commission."

Zhou Mingyuan was stunned.

He stared at He Ying for a few seconds.

"County Chief He, are you trying to bypass the Municipal Party Committee? Have you considered the consequences?"

"Secretary Zhou, I'm not trying to bypass the Municipal Party Committee."

I wanted to submit the materials before Fang Mingyuan ran away.

This was done out of public interest, without any selfish motives.

If you agree, we will report this to the Municipal Party Committee together. I believe the Municipal Party Committee will definitely agree.

Zhou Mingyuan fell silent.

Could he possibly disagree? If he did, He Ying would simply submit the materials to the municipal or provincial discipline inspection commission.

She was parachuted in from the provincial government; with her connections, she definitely has the ability.

But if he did that, he might not be able to hold onto his position as county party secretary.

"County Magistrate He."

"Um."

"Please organize these materials. We'll go to the Municipal Party Committee together first thing tomorrow morning."

He Ying smiled faintly to herself, but her expression remained unchanged.

"it is good."

"Also, do not mention this matter to anyone until the municipal party committee gives clear instructions."

He Ying knew what Zhou Mingyuan was talking about—

If the news leaks out, Fang Mingyuan might take action in advance.

"I know."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded and said nothing more.

He picked up the pen on the table and continued reading the document he hadn't finished.

He Ying stood up and put the materials on the table back into the file bag.

"Secretary Zhou, I'll be going now."

"Um."

He Ying turned around, took two steps, and then stopped.

"Secretary Zhou."

Zhou Mingyuan raised his head.

"thank you."

Zhou Mingyuan looked at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly—not a smile, but an indescribable expression.

"County Chief He, you don't need to thank me. I'm not helping you, I'm just doing my duty."

He Ying nodded, turned around and walked out.

The corridor was quiet, and her footsteps echoed in the empty space.

As I walked out of the county government building.

She stood at the doorway and took a deep breath.

Although Zhou Mingyuan agreed.

But she didn't feel relaxed.

Fang Mingyuan has his own sources of information, and she can't guarantee that there aren't any secrets hidden from her.

He Ying took out her phone and sent a message to Chen Dapeng:

"Secretary Zhou has agreed. We'll report to the Municipal Party Committee first thing tomorrow morning."

Chen Dapeng quickly replied: "That's great."

"Things are not as optimistic as we imagined."

Why?

"The relationships involved here are quite complex. However, this is the most important step. Once the municipal party committee agrees, arrangements will naturally follow."

"Sister Ying, if Fang Mingyuan hears something's up, will he run away beforehand?"

"It's not impossible. However, I'll find a way to prevent him from getting away."

Chen Dapeng did not ask her what method she used.

Since He Ying said so, he completely believed her.

He guessed that the city or province should have made arrangements in this regard.

"Sister Ying."

"Um?"

A few seconds later, Chen Dapeng replied, "It's nothing... I just wanted to call your name."

He Ying was taken aback: "Huh...?"