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

Soon, a police inspector in his fifties knocked on the door and came in.

"Director Hong."

Hong Zhan nodded slightly, his tone calm: "A few days ago, the traffic police impounded a group of speeders on XX Road. You should know about the case."

Lin Bai nodded: "I know, it's quite a commotion."

"Yes," Hong Zhan paused, then emphasized, "I just received news that someone has been released."

"Go and retrieve the original materials, make copies of everything, and don't make a fuss. Just say it's a routine inspection."

After listening, Lin Bai confirmed, "Director Hong, will the materials be given to you after they're retrieved?"

Hong Zhan nodded: "Okay, let's skip the formalities and not let anyone know. We'll talk after we get the materials."

Lin Bai's expression hardened; he understood.

Generally, if a unit has a flaw in law enforcement, the brigade will first conduct a self-inspection, then the branch will review it, and finally the municipal bureau will file a record, thus resolving the matter internally.

Allowing inspectors to intervene directly skips the self-inspection process, leaving the involved units no time for buffer or remediation.

In other words, everything will be handled according to procedure, and severely punished.

The instructions Hong Zhan gave him tonight were also to avoid alerting the suspects and not to disturb those involved before the evidence was secured.

Moreover, Hong Zhan has directly entrusted this matter to him alone.

This means that he has no chance of tipping off anyone, and if the information is leaked, he will be the first person held accountable.

Lin Bai took a deep breath, his expression serious: "Understood, Director Hong, I'll take care of it right away."

"Pay attention to the methods," Hong Zhan added, "Be fast, but also steady."

"Yes."

After Lin Bai left the office and gently closed the door, Hong Zhan leaned back in his chair.

He wanted to see just how many such black sheep were hiding in the police force of Bashi.

Just from the name, you can tell this place is something special.

Located in the most expensive part of the city, the entire building is magnificent and the top floor is said to be "within reach of the stars".

The entrance was covered with a handmade wool carpet that had been flown in from Türkiye, and a row of security guards in black uniforms stood on each side.

Those who can enter and leave this place are either rich or noble; it is the tacitly accepted top social venue for the sons of wealthy and powerful families in the city.

At this moment, a banquet is being held here.

In the very center of the hall sat the young masters and ladies of the city's most prestigious families.

But their gazes all drifted towards a corner at the far end of the hall.

Because Jiang Yue was sitting there.

He slumped lazily into the sofa, his long legs casually crossed, his well-defined fingers lightly tapping the sofa armrest.

Her hair was meticulously styled, with a few stray strands falling across her forehead, obscuring her eyes, which held a mix of nonchalance and domineering arrogance.

He is the heir of the Jiang Group, and is widely recognized as the pinnacle of wealth and status in the elite circles.

He casually toyed with a crystal glass in his hand, his eyes sweeping indifferently over the liquid inside, seemingly oblivious to the gazes, both bright and dark, around him.

Sitting next to him was a girl named Yao Guang.

She wore a simple white sweatshirt and jeans, standing out starkly against the glittering jewels of the room, like an ugly duckling who had wandered into Swan Lake.

But she was completely unaware, holding a glass of juice and sipping it slowly.

There were several other people sitting around her, men and women. Although their clothes were decent, they seemed too plain compared to the overall style of the club.

These people are actually Yao Guang's friends and teachers, who were invited by Jiang Yue to attend the banquet today.

They sat upright, unsure of what to do with their hands and feet, their eyes filled with curiosity and apprehension about their surroundings.

They knew Jiang Yue's identity was unusual, but they didn't have a clear idea of ​​exactly how unusual it was.

Just then.

"Oh my! Young Master Jiang! I never expected to meet you here! What a coincidence!"

A middle-aged man in a suit, with neatly combed hair, walked over quickly with a warm smile on his face.

He was followed by two equally formally dressed and respectful attendants.

Jiang Yue didn't even lift her eyelids, only giving a faint "hmm" in response.

The people next to him were all stunned.

They knew each other because of the middle-aged man in front of them.

Fu Ming, the deputy mayor of Hao City.

It was in this city that countless people were eager to meet Mayor Fu, to hand him a business card, and to shake his hand.

They never expected that Mayor Fu would actually take the initiative to come over and greet Young Master Jiang.

Not only was she proactive, but she also... adopted such a humble attitude?

Just who exactly is Jiang Yue?!

Just then, a young man in a floral shirt standing next to Jiang Yue, who looked rather nonchalant, suddenly chuckled and spoke lazily:

"Hey, isn't this Mayor Fu? What brings you here? Isn't this place a gathering for us good-for-nothing young folks?"

"You, a dignified mayor, have condescended to come here... surely not to check us for drunk driving?"

Fu Ming's smile froze instantly, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

He quickly put on a smile, not even having time to wipe the sweat from his forehead:

"Oh dear, young master, you flatter me! I've just come to say hello to everyone."

"Who am I? In front of Young Master Jiang, I'm not even a errand boy. I'm just... just here to offer a toast, to offer a toast!"

After he finished speaking, he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, cursing the talkative man in the floral shirt a thousand times in his mind.

If Jiang Shao develops a bad impression of him because of this remark, then his job as mayor might really be over.

Although he didn't know how Young Master Jiang would make him work until the end, one sentence kept echoing in his mind:

Jiang Yue is a top-tier heir in the elite circles. No matter which wealthy or powerful family he is, they must bow their heads before him, or misfortune will surely follow.

Therefore, he was somewhat dazed and confused, and didn't think things through at all, but instinctively maintained the most humble posture.

Jiang Yue remained expressionless, only slightly raising her chin to indicate to the people around her: "These are my friends."

Fu Ming immediately understood, quickly turned to Yao Guang and the others, his smile returning, and shook hands with each of them, introducing himself:

"Hello, hello! I'm Fu Ming. In Hao City, if there's anything I can do for you, please don't hesitate to ask. Don't be shy!"

"What should I call this gentleman? He's clearly a promising young talent! The future development of Hao City will depend on the younger generation like you!"

He introduced himself to each person with such enthusiasm.

Yao Guang's friends were completely dumbfounded.

The mayor... was shaking hands with them? And saying they were honored guests? And telling them to speak freely? And with this tone and attitude?

This world is so magical!