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

In the morning, Chen Dapeng didn't go to work and stayed in bed.

This was permitted by He Ying, who told him to rest despite his injury and not to rush to the office.

My phone vibrated; it was a message from Lin Chen, several in a row.

"Dapeng, I found Fang Zhiqiang, whom you asked me to investigate."

"He does not have registered land contract management rights in Liuhe Town, but he owns two properties in the provincial capital, one in the city center and one in the development zone. The two properties together are worth about 500 million yuan."

"Furthermore, he owns a trading company with a registered capital of 300 million yuan, and his wife is the legal representative. The company's registered address is in the same office building as Zhao Zhiyong's Hongda Trading."

"The last thing - Fang Zhiqiang bought a Porsche in the provincial capital last year, in full, for 120 million yuan."

Chen Dapeng stared at the screen, a sudden realization dawning on him.

Slowly slide your finger across the screen.

Two apartments in the provincial capital, worth 500 million yuan.

A trading company with a registered capital of 300 million yuan.

A Porsche, 120 million in cash.

The total is over 900 million.

It's absolutely shocking; he was just an ordinary farmer!

He picked up his phone, walked into the living room, and sat down on the sofa.

Today, Chen Yang happens to be in Qingshun County.

She came specifically to see how his injury was recovering.

At that moment, she was making breakfast in the kitchen when she heard Chen Dapeng's noise and peeked out.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Dapeng didn't say anything, walked over, and handed her the phone.

Chen Yang wiped his hands, took the phone, and read through the messages one by one.

Her face grew increasingly grim, and her brows furrowed more and more tightly.

"How can an ordinary villager from Liuhe Town have so much money? Could it be...?"

"Sister, you guessed right. This money is definitely related to Fang Zhiwen. They're cousins. Fang Zhiqiang is Fang Zhiwen's henchman, specializing in handling these shady dealings for him."

He picked up his phone, saved all the screenshots, opened He Ying's WeChat, and sent them to her one by one.

The accompanying text reads: "Fang Zhiqiang's assets include two apartments in the provincial capital, a company, and a Porsche. His company is located in the same office building as Zhao Zhiyong's."

After sending the message, he stared at the screen, waiting for a reply.

Less than a minute later, He Ying's message arrived.

When were these assets purchased?

Chen Dapeng immediately sent a message to Lin Chen, asking for more details.

Lin Chen replied quickly.

"The property was purchased in 2022 and 2023. The company was registered in 2021. The car was bought last year."

Chen Dapeng forwarded this information to He Ying.

2021, 2022, and 2023—the years in which 1160 million yuan flowed out of the "other expenditures" account in Liuhe Town—the timing matches perfectly.

"Sis, can these things be used as evidence?"

"Of course. Fang Zhiqiang, a person with no legitimate income, suddenly has several million in assets under his name, which speaks volumes. In addition, the timing of the purchase of these assets coincides perfectly with the time when funds flowed out of Liuhe Town. The Discipline Inspection Commission and the Procuratorate would not fail to notice."

Chen Dapeng nodded and remained silent for a while.

"Sister, do you think Fang Zhiwen knew these things?"

"Of course he knows. Fang Zhiqiang is his cousin. If he didn't give him that money, where would Fang Zhiqiang get the money from?"

Moreover, Fang Zhiqiang's company is registered in the same office building as Zhao Zhiyong's—Zhao Zhiyong is the younger brother of Fang Zhiwen's wife.

This is no coincidence; it's the Fang family's stronghold in the provincial capital.

"Sis, do you think Fang Mingyuan knows about these things?"

Chen Yang thought about it.

"It should be known that Fang Mingyuan couldn't possibly be unaware of everything Fang Zhiwen did."

Of those 1160 million, 400 million flowed directly to accounts under his control. He wasn't guilty of "inadequate oversight"; he was the principal offender.

Chen Yang turned to look at him.

"Dapeng, are you scared?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"The Fang family's revenge."

Chen Dapeng remained silent for a few seconds.

"Sister, some things have to be done by someone. If I don't do it, and no one else does it, then people like Fang Mingyuan will continue to get away with it."

Chen Yang looked at him, his eyes a little red.

Then, she smiled faintly.

Of course she knew why her younger brother was so eager to do these dangerous things.

A large part of the reason is He Ying.

She reached out and patted him on the head.

"Dapeng, you've grown up."

Chen Dapeng's head tilted to the side after she patted him, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

"Sis, you still hit so hard."

"You won't remember if it's not heavy. By the way, what do you plan to do with these things?"

"Give it all to Sister Ying. She's organizing the materials, and we'll submit them all when the Provincial Audit Office arrives."

Chen Yang nodded and smiled meaningfully.

"Dapeng, how are things between you and He Ying now?"

Chen Dapeng's heart skipped a beat.

"Sis, what happened?"

Chen Yang smiled again.

"It's nothing, just asking casually."

Chen Dapeng was taken aback, thinking that his sister must know something.

……

Meanwhile, He Ying sat in her office, looking at the screenshots sent by Chen Dapeng.

Fang Zhiqiang's real estate information, company registration documents, and car purchase records—everything is clearly documented.

She compared this information with the data she had on hand.

The accounts handed over by Du Jianguo clearly recorded the flow of the 1160 million yuan.

One sum of money, after being transferred three times, entered an account.

The account holder was Fang Zhiqiang.

The chain of evidence is gradually becoming complete.

He Ying picked up her phone and called Chen Dapeng.

"Dapeng, how did Lin Chen find out about Fang Zhiqiang's assets?"

"He said it was through an acquaintance at the bank. It wasn't through official channels, but the information should be accurate."

He Ying paused for a moment.

"Tell him to stop investigating. It's too dangerous."

"Okay, I'll remind him."

"And one more thing," He Ying paused, "Fang Zhiqiang is in the provincial capital. Tell Lin Chen to stay away from him. He doesn't know he's being investigated, but if someone alerts him, he might run away."

"it is good."

He Ying hung up the phone and looked out the window.

An ordinary villager from Liuhe Town can afford two houses, start a company, and buy a luxury car in the provincial capital.

If this gets out, who will believe it?

But the evidence is right in front of us.

She remembered what Fang Mingyuan had said—

"County Chief He, you can't afford to investigate this."

"County Chief He, you'll regret this."

Can't she afford to get checked?

Won't she regret it?

What she regrets is not investigating these people sooner.

……

The next morning, Chen Dapeng went to work in the office.

He was organizing materials when his phone vibrated; it was a message from He Ying.

"I have compiled Fang Zhiqiang's asset information into the materials. I will submit it together with the materials when the Provincial Audit Office arrives."

Chen Dapeng replied with a single word: "Okay".

My phone vibrated again; it was a message from Lin Chen.

"Dapeng, should we continue investigating Fang Zhiqiang's case?"

Chen Dapeng thought for a moment and replied, "No, not for now. County Chief He said it's too dangerous."

"Okay. Let me know if you need anything."

"Lin Chen, thank you."

"Stop talking nonsense. Buy me dinner."

Chen Dapeng looked at the words and smiled.

He recalled the days when he ate in the cafeteria with Lin Chen, skipped classes together, and drank together during his university years.

They were students back then.

Now, he's a junior staff member investigating cases.

Lin Chen became his "external aid" in the provincial capital.