Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

Inside the VIP reception area.

Zhou Man walked to the leather sofa.

She did not sit down immediately, but remained standing.

She tried to use her height of 1.68 meters and the advantage of high heels to create a sense of superior workplace pressure on the uncouth old man in front of her.

Did you write the note?

Zhou Man's voice was cold, carrying an air of businesslike indifference.

Lin Dawei slightly raised his eyelids.

His gaze started from Zhou Man's calves, followed the tight gray trousers upwards, swept across her waistline, and finally landed on the slightly undulating collar of her white silk shirt.

That undisguised gaze, like a thorny brush, made Zhou Man feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Sit down and let's talk."

Lin Dawei did not answer, but simply tossed the disposable lighter in his hand onto the glass coffee table.

A crisp snap.

This attitude of taking the initiative caused Zhou Man's eyebrows, which were delicately lined, to furrow tightly.

She despised these arrogant, low-class old men who thought they knew a little bit about the world and dared to come to the bank lobby and put on airs.

"I'm busy. If you're trying to get attention with this kind of silly prank, I can call security to ask you to leave right now."

Zhou Man slightly raised her chin.

Lin Dawei smiled.

He leaned back on the large sofa, legs spread wide, striking a pose that exuded masculine possessiveness.

Then, he leisurely took out his phone and opened the audio file.

Press the play button with your thumb.

"...Last month, behind her back, I used Shunda's official seal and business license as collateral to get a business loan approved at the county rural commercial bank!"

Zhao Daqiang's arrogant voice, reeking of alcohol, suddenly rang out in the relatively quiet VIP area.

Zhou Man's pupils suddenly contracted.

"That 500,000 isn't even on Shunda's profit books... Honey, isn't this grand apartment impressive? Full payment upfront!"

The recording is still ongoing.

Zhou Man's originally aloof face instantly lost its color, and she almost reflexively took half a step forward.

"Turn it off!"

She gave a sharp, low shout.

Because of the large movement, her full breasts jerked violently, and the hem of her suit jacket rode up, creating a breathtaking curve between her waist and hips.

Lin Dawei calmly pressed pause and twirled the phone in his palm.

"Director Zhou, was this prank funny?"

Zhou Man's breathing became completely disordered.

She finally sat down.

It wasn't because she wanted to sit, but because her legs had suddenly gone weak uncontrollably for a moment.

A business loan of 500,000 yuan was illegally diverted into the real estate sector!

Under normal circumstances, one could simply ask the company to complete the necessary paperwork privately, or be ordered to repay the loan in advance.

But what time is it now?

The provincial branch's compliance inspection team will arrive tomorrow!

At this critical juncture, if this irrefutable evidence with the original audio is brought to the table by the disciplinary inspection department or the provincial bank's inspection team, she, as the deputy director of credit who ultimately signed it, will be the first scapegoat!

Not only will your bonus be completely deducted, but you could even be demoted or fired!

"Who exactly are you?"

Zhou Man stared intently at Lin Dawei.

Her long, slender, fair hands were tightly clasped together, her knuckles turning bluish-white from the excessive force.

"Shunda Freight Station, Lin Dawei."

Lin Dawei leaned forward slightly, his thick forearms resting on his knees, and looked directly into Zhou Man's eyes.

"Director Zhou, let's be frank. The provincial branch's surprise inspection is coming down soon. What your bank is most afraid of right now is solid evidence of bad debts and illegal lending."

"If I walk out of this gate today and happen to go to the China Banking and Insurance Regulatory Commission or the provincial branch's inspection team..."

"Shut up!"

Zhou Man lowered her voice, which had a noticeable tremor.

She forced down her throat, trying to regain the composure befitting a high-ranking executive.

"Even if there are problems with a 500,000 yuan order, at worst we can withdraw the loan in advance and directly seize the assets of Shunda Freight Station."

She gritted her teeth.

"If Zhao Daqiang can't pay back the money, he can use his car as collateral! No matter how much fire you set, it won't bankrupt our Rural Commercial Bank. You think you can blackmail me with that? You've miscalculated!"

"Yeah?"

Lin Dawei chuckled, his eyes full of mockery.

"Go ahead and try to seize it. Zhao Daqiang has poured all his money into the down payment for Jinxiu Huating, and Shunda's public accounts are now cleaner than your face."

"If you go and tow up those old, beat-up trucks and go through the court auction process, it will take at least a year and a half to get them off the ground."

Lin Dawei tapped his fingers twice on the coffee table.

Each sound felt like a blow to Zhou Man's nerves.

"If you withdraw the loan, Shunda will go bankrupt on the spot, and this 500,000 will immediately become a bad debt."

"Before the court recovers the money from selling the car for scrap metal, the provincial bank's inspection team will have already labeled you as a typical example of irregular operation and causing significant asset loss."

Zhou Man's lips trembled slightly.

She opened her lips, which were painted with expensive lipstick, but couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

Because everything Lin Dawei said was correct.

This man had an uncanny grasp of the bank's low tolerance for credit and its weaknesses in inspections!

He wasn't some lowly, peasant driver at all; he was a beast eyeing its prey by the throat!

"How much money do you want?"

Zhou Man gave up struggling, and her arrogance was completely stripped away.

She leaned forward, her tone even carrying a hint of pleading.

"If it's hush money, I'll pay you out of my own pocket if it's under 100,000. Just delete the recording."

For her, a stain that can be covered up with money is better than losing her future.

However, Lin Dawei shook his head.

"One hundred thousand? Director Zhou, you really underestimate your position."

Lin Dawei leaned back on the sofa, his gaze lingering unabashedly on her taut thighs.

"I don't need your 100,000 yuan. What I want is this 500,000 yuan loan, which I don't have to pay back right away."

Zhou Man suddenly raised her head.

"Not only can you not withdraw loans. After a while, when I take over Shunda, you will still have to use your authority to approve new credit lines for Shunda. Make the business bigger for me."

Lin Dawei revealed his true trump card.

What he wanted was not a one-time extortion, but to bind the senior executives of this county rural commercial bank tightly to his own chariot and turn them into his ATMs for crossing social classes!

"You're insane!"

Zhou Man gasped, her voice sharp.

"This loan is already illegal, and you still want me to bail you out? You still want me to continue lending? Absolutely not! This is illegal!"

Lin Dawei slowly stood up.

That towering figure instantly cast a large shadow over Zhou Man's head.

He walked around the coffee table and went to the armchair where Zhou Man was sitting.

Zhou Man was so frightened that she tried to stand up, but Lin Dawei pressed her down on his shoulder with one of his large hands.

The penetrating force pierced through the thin suit jacket, pinning her firmly to her seat.

"Director Zhou, it seems you haven't grasped the situation yet."

Lin Dawei leaned down, his heavy breathing hitting Zhou Man's fair earlobe directly.

"You're not doing risk control approvals now; I'm giving you a way out."

Zhou Man's whole body stiffened.

The rugged scent of a lower-class man mixed with the smell of tobacco completely overwhelmed the perfume she usually used to mask her poorness.

"How to write compliance reports and how to fill loopholes are things for you suit-wearing office elites to worry about. I only care about the results."

Lin Dawei released his hand and patted the soft fabric of the suit.

"I'll give you a day to think about it. I'll be waiting for your call tomorrow morning."

"Remember, my patience is only slightly more than that of the provincial bank's surprise inspection team."

After saying that, Lin Dawei turned around and strode out of the business hall.

Zhou Man slumped into the leather sofa.

The silk shirt on the back was soaked with cold sweat and clung tightly to my skin.

She looked at the man's broad back.

That was the social class she usually looked down upon the most, but now, that person had trampled her pride underfoot and driven her to the edge of a cliff.