Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

Meng Qingxi's pupils contracted, and she hesitated.

Seeing that the time was right, Lu Jingxiu changed the subject and began to offer benefits: "Of course, we in the local area also hope to cooperate with the inspection team and do more practical things."

"Perfect timing. I heard that the anti-gang crime task force in Ba City is currently reviewing some backlog cases. There's one situation in particular that I think might be of some use to you."

He picked up his coffee, took a slow sip, and then said, "The Huang Family Manor case may have been reported in the news."

"As the municipal bureau investigated, they discovered that it was involved in some overseas financial flows and also uncovered a fugitive mastermind named Mo Yan. The ministry should already be paying attention to this name."

He slightly curled the corners of his mouth, with a meaningful look: "Currently, this case is still under investigation by the public security department, but the scope of the inspection team's responsibilities is actually broader than that of the public security department."

"If we look at this case from the perspective of whether there is dereliction of duty by public officials or more serious problems behind it, we should be able to find some valuable points of intersection."

"If the inspection team is interested, the Municipal Bureau can provide some declassified information through formal working channels."

Lu Jingxiu leaned forward, staring into her eyes: "Once Mo Yan is brought to justice, if the inspection team provided directional support during the initial investigation, then, as is customary, it will definitely have a place in the summary report."

He added sincerely at the end, "Furthermore, as a member of the public, if I come across any other information that might be of reference value to the inspection team, I will also pay attention to it, after all, it is a citizen's duty."

"I will send you an official report at that time."

After he finished speaking, he slowly sipped his coffee.

What Lu Jingxiu said can be translated as: I'm giving you a big case; take it back and use it to get promoted. I'll save some good stuff for you in the future.

He only spoke of normal inter-departmental cooperation throughout. Even if Meng Qingxi recorded it, when it was released, people would only say, "Hmm, the local authorities cooperated with the inspection team and proactively provided clues, which is commendable."

Compliant, legal, positive, and impeccable.

Actually...

It is also compliant, legal, positive, and impeccable.

After a moment's thought, Meng Qingxi understood.

Openly or secretly, this man was making a deal with her.

She helped him stop the incriminating materials aimed at the Lu family, and he rewarded her with a major cross-border case as a reward.

Normally, she would have to think things through before making such a decision.

but now……

She looked at the man across from her, at his profile bathed in sunlight, and at his long, slender fingers slowly twirling his coffee cup.

She had only one thought in her mind: the fact that he was willing to entrust these matters to me meant that he trusted me.

This is Lu Jingxiu's trust.

This is more valuable than anything else.

Meng Qingxi's lips curled slightly as she picked up her coffee cup, regaining her composed demeanor as a young lady from a wealthy family: "Regarding the materials, I will naturally examine them carefully. As for Mo Yan's case..."

Her eyes held a knowing look: "I'll go back and take a look. If it's truly valuable, I'll go through the necessary procedures."

Lu Jingxiu mentally gave her a thumbs up. Not bad. This woman, aside from being love-struck and jealous, does have some brains when it comes to her career.

This is the right way to use a "bad girl's daughter." These kinds of people are practically business partners. You see, she's not only willing to do things for you for free, but she'll also take the blame herself.

Moreover, if you give them something to do and keep them busy, they won't secretly compete for your affections.

After all, these heiresses from wealthy families are very competitive. Just use corporate rhetoric to set a goal for them and then use psychological manipulation (PUA) on them.

He raised his coffee cup and gestured to her.

Meng Qingxi also picked up her cup and gently clinked it against his.

The rims of the cups touched, producing a crisp, soft sound.

After putting down his cup, Lu Jingxiu said gently to Meng Qingxi, "I'm going to the restroom," and then got up and left the private room.

He was about to go to the cashier to pay the bill.

The waiter at the front desk smiled and politely handed me a receipt.

Lu Jingxiu took it and glanced at it.

Dark Night Aurora: ¥688888 / cup

1942: ¥2888888 / cup

Total for both cups: ¥3577776

Lu Jingxiu counted the number of digits in the string and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Three million five hundred and seventy thousand.

"Call your manager out." He nodded slightly, his tone indifferent.

The waiter was taken aback, and then his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

This guy... could he be unable to pay? He's dressed decently, but I hope he's not here to dine and dash.

He didn't say much, just gave a professional smile: "Okay, please wait a moment."

Then, he turned around and notified the manager, and also called the security guards.

Soon, a manager in a suit appeared, followed by four burly security guards.

The security guards quietly dispersed, subtly blocking Lu Jingxiu's escape route.

Once everyone was surrounded, the manager smiled and approached him with a beaming smile: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Lu Jingxiu looked around.

Great, there are no other guests, so he doesn't need to pretend anymore.

He instantly switched to arrogant playboy mode, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Do you know who the girl who came with me is?"

The manager's smile remained unchanged, and his attitude remained humble: "May I ask who that young lady is?"

"That's Meng Qingxi, Director Meng," Lu Jingxiu paused, emphasizing each word, "and also the eldest daughter of the Meng family in Beijing's elite circle."

The manager's smile froze.

Lu Jingxiu didn't give him time to react and continued, "Your menu doesn't list prices, which constitutes price gouging."

"Secondly, the cost of a cup of coffee is at most a few hundred yuan, but you sell it for more than three million yuan, which is also illegal and constitutes exorbitant pricing."

He paused, noticing the fine beads of sweat on the manager's forehead, and asked with increasing composure, "Can your accounts withstand scrutiny? Have you evaded any taxes?"

"How about this, wait a bit, I'll have a friend from the tax bureau come over and we can talk it over slowly?"

The manager could no longer laugh.

Lu Jingxiu picked up the receipt again and lightly tapped "1942" with his index finger: "And what do you think this is? Aged coffee beans salvaged from a WWII shipwreck?"

His tone was serious and righteous: "Do you even know that the shipwreck is a national underwater cultural relic!"

"Private salvage and private sale—what's that called? It's called the crime of trafficking in cultural relics!"

He pulled out his phone and waved it in front of the manager: "With just one phone call, the guys from the Cultural Relics Bureau, the Public Security Bureau, and the National Security Bureau can come and shut down your shop right now."

"Of course, I'm not an unreasonable person," he put down his phone, his tone softening. "How about this, I won't make things difficult for you. We'll pay for this coffee at cost price."

The manager's eyes widened in disbelief.

What?! This guy brought a girl to drink coffee worth over three million to show off, and not only did he not pay, he even tried to use the girl's identity to bargain?!

This was the first time he had ever seen such a shameless person in the supermarket.

But the manager was a man of some experience, so he didn't dare to show it on his face, but instead gave a subtle wink.

The waiter next to him understood, nodded, and quietly withdrew to verify his identity.

The manager, smiling apologetically and wiping his sweat, said, "Sir, please wait a moment while we go and check."

His back was already soaked with sweat when he said this.

If what the young man said is true, then he has no choice but to give these two cups of coffee to them for free.

Otherwise, if those departments come knocking on his door one after another, not only will the shop be ruined, but he himself will also have his legs broken and be thrown into the river overnight by the boss.