Fifty million a day, trapped in the county town, can't spend it all.

"Jiang Qiao, you fucking get the hell in here..." Zhao Yongchang roared at his secretary, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Mr. Zhao..." Jiang Qiao walked into the office with his head down.

"Is this how the influencers you hired work? After all this, it turns out I paid Zhang Yang to buy traffic?"

Jiang Qiao replied hesitantly, "President Zhao, online public opinion is a double-edged sword. If used well, it can kill silently and subtly, but if used poorly, it may benefit others."

Zhao Yongchang slammed his fist on the desk: "Don't I know? I'm asking you how things turned out like this? The winds have completely changed in an instant, and there are even a lot of people praising him. I'm not reconciled, damn it!"

"Mr. Zhao, the economy has been bad these past two years. Now Zhang Yang is taking advantage of this trend and says he wants to build a shopping mall similar to Pang Donglai, and all the benefits will be benchmarked against it. Do you think people are more concerned about money or gossip? And everyone will imagine what kind of benefits they will get if the project is actually implemented."

Zhao Yongchang was furious: "What gives him the right to be so arrogant? Pang Donglai's business model basically involves distributing all the profits. What's in it for him?"

"Well... I'm not too sure about that, but I think we can hold back for now, since the negative public opinion hasn't affected you yet."

"Let's leave it at that for now, and let me think about it more carefully." Zhao Yongchang sighed helplessly.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, I'll get back to work now. Call me if you need anything."

Zhao Yongchang pressed his temples and waved his hand.

After Jiang Qiao left, his face, which had been wearing a fawning smile, instantly turned gloomy. He went to the bathroom sink, turned on the tap, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror. A wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Zhao Yongchang, you've run out of tricks. What you did to the Qiao family back then, I'll make you pay tenfold, a hundredfold."

After Jiang Qiao came out of the restroom, he looked around and, finding no one there, went into the stairwell and made a phone call.

"Organize what you've collected over the years and send it to me."

"OK."

A few minutes later, Jiang Qiao walked out of the stairwell, his face already back to normal.

He walked into Zhao Yongchang's office and filled his cup with some water: "Mr. Zhao, please take a break."

Zhao Yongchang took the tea, took a sip, and looked worried: "Have someone check again to see if there are any violations in Zhang Yang's mall renovation, or check if he has transferred any benefits to certain people. I don't believe he can't find any fault with it."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao." Jiang Qiao finished speaking and stepped out.

Back at his workstation, he took out his phone and opened the email he had just received. It contained six photos, three audio recordings, and four bank transfer records. He flipped through them one by one, expressionless.

The emails clearly documented Zhao Yongchang's illegal activities over the years.

These will all be the sharp blades that ultimately pierce Zhao Yongchang.

He needed the perfect moment to throw all these sharp blades at Zhao Yongchang, leaving him with no place to bury his body.

He copied all the contents to the USB drive and stared at the computer screen, pondering. The relationship between Zhang Yang and Zhao Yongchang had deteriorated to the extreme. If he had to choose an accomplice, Zhang Yang was obviously the best choice.

Coming to his senses, he carefully put the USB drive away.

That evening, he dialed Zhang Yang's number.

"Who is it?"

"Mr. Zhang, I am Jiang Qiao, Zhao Yongchang's secretary."

Zhang Yang was taken aback when he heard this on the other end of the phone. Why did Zhao Yongchang's secretary want to see him?

"Hmm? What do you want with me? Or is it Boss Zhao who wants to see me?"

"There's something very important I'd like to discuss with you privately." Jiang Qiao was slightly nervous, after all, he couldn't quite figure out Zhang Yang's temperament. "It's about Zhao Yongchang, and I'd appreciate it if Mr. Zhang would give me the opportunity."

"Okay, I've sent you an address. Come find me."

......

In an inconspicuous hot pot restaurant in the old town, Zhang Yang and Jiang Qiao sat facing each other in a corner on the second floor.

Zhang Yang leaned back in his chair and glanced at him: "You wanted to talk to me about something concerning Zhao Yongchang?"

Jiang Qiao didn't beat around the bush. He took the USB drive out of his pocket, placed it on the table, and pushed it over: "The contents of this are enough to keep Zhao Yongchang in there for a few years."

Zhang Yang glanced down at the USB drive, his mind filled with doubt. Logically speaking, secretaries and drivers are the people the boss trusts the most. Now, Zhao Yongchang's secretary was actually handing him a knife, which made Zhang Yang suspicious of his motives.

"Why are you giving me this? You're Zhao Yongchang's secretary, so you should be his confidant. Why should I trust you?"

Jiang Qiao was not surprised to see this and explained, "My father's name is Qiao Weiguo, and my real name is Qiao Qiao. When I was very young, Zhao Yongchang used tricks to bankrupt my father's factory and then swallowed up my family's property. My father couldn't take the blow and passed away the following year."

Later, I changed my surname and went to great lengths to infiltrate Zhao Yongchang's inner circle. I stayed there for six years, all for the day I could ensure Zhao Yongchang's utter demise. I originally thought I had no hope of revenge in this lifetime, but since you appeared, Mr. Zhang, I have seen a glimmer of hope again.

"Oh? Why me?"

"Because only you are not afraid of him." Jiang Qiao said seriously, "President Zhang, from the first time you fought Zhao Yongchang, I found that you are a person who follows the rules, while Zhao Yongchang is used to building everything on relationships, face, and connections. The two of you are a paradox, two extremes."

Zhang Yang looked at him and nodded: "So you think only one of us can exist?"

Jiang Qiao nodded: "Yes, and it will only be you."

Zhang Yang reached out and picked up the USB drive, putting it in his pocket: "I'll contact you after I've read it."

Jiang Qiao smiled, stood up, bowed, and left.

Zhang Yang sat down, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Wen Yining: "Come to my office tomorrow, there's something I need you to take a look at."

......

The next day.

Zhang Yang was extremely busy as soon as he arrived at the company.

Luo Qingqing and Chen Rou rushed into Zhang Yang's office at the same time.

"Mr. Zhang, since the announcement was released, we've been getting a lot of calls inquiring about the job requirements, and our inbox has been flooded with resumes."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang smiled and said, "That's great! Just issue a notice directly. Anyone who wants to come for an interview can come. We'll let you know when the interview time will be announced."

"Okay, I'll go and issue the announcement right away."

After the two left, Zhang Yang made a phone call to Cheng Kainian.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Director Cheng, everything is going smoothly here. The feedback has exceeded expectations. Many people are inquiring about jobs. I've been thinking about it, how about you coordinate with the relevant departments to hold a job fair, with the government taking the lead to finalize this matter?"

Cheng Kainian was overjoyed upon hearing this: "That's a good idea. Leave the coordination to me. You make sure to list the positions, salaries, and recruitment requirements clearly. I'll coordinate the venue and publicity. I'll let you know the specific time later."

"Okay, that's exactly what we need to do on our end."

"Yes, if you take this step well, public opinion will completely turn to your side, which will also bring many benefits to your future development in the county."

"This is all thanks to Director Cheng."

"Mr. Zhang, you..."

Having just ended a phone call with Cheng Kainian, Wen Yining gently knocked on the office door.