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

In the afternoon, in the office of the deputy director of a certain department in a certain ministry building.

After receiving Lu Jingxiu's words, Cheng Min, travel-worn and exhausted, bought the fastest high-speed rail ticket and rushed back to Beijing without hesitation.

On the high-speed train, she thought it over and over again, feeling that this matter could not wait, but she also could not bring it up with Grandpa Meng.

The reason is very simple.

Grandpa Meng is at a very high level. How could we let him know that his granddaughter was jealous over a man and foolishly being used as a pawn?

Just thinking about that scene made Cheng Minguang's back break out in a sweat.

Cheng Min felt a lot of pressure in front of Grandpa Meng.

The old man was straightforward and never held back, and he was extremely concerned about saving face.

Once this gets to his ears, given the old man's temperament, he won't ask a single unnecessary question. He'll most likely just summon the person back to the capital and put them in some lowly, insignificant government office as a sinecure. As for anything else, don't even think about it.

At that point, the young lady will be crying so hard she won't even know where to begin.

Therefore, she decided to tell Meng Qingxi's father, Meng Sihai, first.

Compared to the old man, Meng Sihai, though also strict, was at least someone who could be communicated with. Moreover, he was Meng Qingxi's biological father, so he wouldn't just stand by and watch his daughter jump into a fire pit.

Cheng Min had made an appointment in advance, but Meng Sihai only replied to her with one sentence: "Just come and find me."

After knocking on the door and receiving permission, Cheng Min respectfully went inside and gently closed the door.

Meng Sihai, in his fifties, wore glasses, had his hair neatly combed, and was dressed in a suit. He was behind his desk.

He started from the bottom and worked his way up through the ranks, handling petitions and cases. Later, he moved to several important positions. He was a close disciple personally trained by Old Master Meng.

In recent years, he has been doing jobs that require a lot of internal discipline, and his personality is as steady as a mountain.

Cheng Min sometimes couldn't understand how such a steady person could have such a rather unsteady daughter.

She didn't dare to be negligent and reported everything she knew, including the warning from the Lu family, in detail.

She explained everything in great detail, even recounting to Meng Sihai the exact words Lu Jingxiu had used when he invited her for tea.

Meng Sihai asked calmly, "Has it been verified?"

Cheng Min was prepared and immediately handed over a document containing all of Li Qingqing's information.

Meng Sihai took the documents and read them carefully.

After a long while, Meng Sihai put down the documents, looked up at Cheng Min, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips:

"Their methods aren't particularly sophisticated, but they're very good at picking people."

"If she really did something, we would naturally have a way to deal with it, but she only gave half a message; the rest was all done by Qingxi herself."

Cheng Min felt a chill run down her spine, which was why she decided to return immediately to report after being reminded by Young Master Lu.

She felt that Li Qingqing was a woman of considerable skill, even in the officialdom.

If she doesn't hurry back to report, by the time she realizes what's happening, Miss will probably have already made a lot of enemies, just as Young Master Lu said.

Meng Sihai saw Cheng Min's expression change, but his smile remained unchanged.

He said that on purpose, just to make Cheng Min realize the seriousness of the matter and to get her to go back and properly persuade that good-for-nothing girl.

In reality, Li Qingqing's little trick was just a game of hiding things in front of adults, in his eyes.

She thought she was hiding it well, but the adults could see it all; they were just too lazy to expose her.

Only children with lower IQs than her would not see her hand hidden behind her back and would anxiously ask, crying, "Where did you hide it?"

The other party refused to tell, leaving the children with no choice but to cry and go home to their fathers.

Some children know to go home and ask their fathers, but this silly girl was only told, "You should hurry home and ask your dad."

Among this group of silly kids, she's the dumbest one...

This made him take off his glasses and rub his temples.

"Tell Qingxi," Meng Sihai said, putting on his glasses, "that she should apologize to that Lu family brat tomorrow."

The young lady has never apologized. Isn't this too difficult?

"Yes," Meng Sihai said calmly, "Qingxi was silly and was used as a pawn, but that Lu family kid saw through it and knew to protect the Meng family's reputation, so he didn't make a big fuss."

"He offered a way out first, so Qingxi should thank him both morally and logically."

Cheng Min nodded quickly, already thinking about how to persuade her mistress to apologize.

"Furthermore," Meng Sihai added, "wasn't Qingxi's trip to Ba City for research?"

"Go tell her to refocus her energy on her research. What kind of talk is it to mix personal matters with work?"

He paused, then his tone became more serious: "If this happens again, make her immediately end the investigation and report her personal situation to the organization upon returning to Beijing."

Cheng Min's heart tightened: "I understand."

"Finally," Meng Sihai suddenly smiled, "that little girl named Li Qingqing, doesn't she like to play tricks?"

Cheng Min whispered, "Director Meng, do you mean we...?"

"No," Meng Sihai interrupted her, "we're not doing anything."

Doing absolutely nothing?

Cheng Min was stunned.

She had assumed that with the Meng family's power, dealing with a female student who hadn't even graduated from school would be a piece of cake.

Meng Sihai doesn't even need to show his face; he can just make a phone call and countless people will be willing to do it for him.

But Meng Sihai said, "Do nothing?"

"The biggest problem with Qingxi being used as a pawn isn't the person using the pawn," Meng Sihai said slowly, seeing through her confusion. "It lies in Qingxi herself. Why was she so easily manipulated?"

"This time, it was because the Lu family brat saw through it and delivered the message, but what about next time? And the time after that?"

"One Li Qingqing can't cause much trouble. But if Qingxi continues to be so reckless, what happens when she encounters a second or third Li Qingqing? Will she have to rely on others to remind her every time?"

Cheng Min lowered her head and remained silent.

Meng Sihai smiled slightly. Having spent over a decade navigating the disciplinary inspection system, he had encountered far too many people who resorted to underhanded tactics. Therefore, he always had the same approach...

Maintaining the status quo.

This is not only political wisdom, but also an iron discipline requirement within his system.

As long as the fundamentals remain intact, I will remain steadfast regardless of external influences.

Using personal connections to suppress a student is the most foolish thing to do. It will give others a handle to use against you, provide ammunition for criticism, and is absolutely forbidden by Party discipline.

Their every move must be within the cage of the system and under the sunlight.

"She thought she was playing chess, so we let her continue. However, there was soon no place for her on the chessboard."

Cheng Min paused slightly, then asked cautiously, "You mean...you want her to feel that her plan has gone wrong?"

Meng Sihai didn't answer directly, but only said lightly, "Qingxi's personality makes her unable to keep secrets. Even you have noticed what she's been doing these past few days. Guess when that Lu family brat found out?"

"We know the same information, and the Lu family knows it too," Meng Sihai said with a deep gaze. "The Beijing circle is never short of smart people."

"A female student thought she was watching the show from behind the scenes, but little did she know that she was never the only one watching."

Meng Sihai leaned back in his chair, his tone calm: "Since she likes to hide in the shadows, let her continue to hide. The longer she hides, the less she can be seen in the light."

He didn't explain further.

Because those who scheme behind the scenes will ultimately lose the right to sit at the table.

The little girl thought she was the player on the chessboard, but in reality, she was always outside of it.

When the real chess players start making their moves, she won't even have a chance to watch.

Cheng Min lowered her head respectfully: "Understood, I'll take care of it right away."

She knew that things had come to this point and she no longer needed to worry about them.

Meng Sihai's meaning was simple: Li Qingqing was not worth his time to make a move. He just needed to get his daughter to focus on her and for the Meng family to get back on their feet, not to take the bait or get involved.

The stage that Li Qingqing had painstakingly built was naturally no longer viable for her performance.

Seeing that the other party understood his meaning, Meng Sihai said no more and picked up another document to read.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Min respectfully withdrew.

Meng Sihai was the only one left in the office.

He put down the documents, looked out the window, his gaze calm.

The young man from the Lu family took the initiative to deliver this message for two reasons: first, he didn't want his friend to be harassed anymore, and second, he wanted to use the Meng family to give Li Qingqing a warning.

To put it nicely, it's called using someone else's strength against them; to put it bluntly, it's using someone else to do your dirty work.

But Meng Sihai will not make a move.

Because anyone who tries to use him to achieve their goals will eventually find that he is only responsible to Party discipline and national laws, and that is his greatest source of confidence.

He never acts as a knife for the powerful and wealthy, but only as a sword of Party discipline.

As for that self-righteous female student hiding in the shadows...

He picked up the document again.

There's plenty of time. Let's wait until she has a spot where she can see the chessboard before we talk about it.