Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji Chen was speechless.
Ji Chen lifted his head and, casting a glance at the car following behind, turned the car around to head toward Xibali village. He sighed inwardly, thinking to himself, Madam, why are you so stubborn?
After getting to Xibali village, she got back to her small house, had a simple dinner, then commenced designing.
Nearby, Si Zhengting sat in an inconspicuous car, his gaze fixed on Zhuang Nainai. After a while, he picked up his cell phone and made a call to Ji Chen. âHowâs the dealing with the news reports coming along?â
Ji Chen answered, âWeâve paid a lot to suppress the spreading of the news, but beforehand, once the report came out, it was quickly picked up and shared with other sources... we can be sure that lots of people know about it now.â
Si Zhengting knew that this was the best possible outcome already. Grunting softly, he continued by asking, âHowâs the investigation into the design drafts issue?â
Ji Chen replied once more, âIâve done as you ordered â I went to look for the principal designer of the Gu Corporation. Her lips are rather tight at the moment, but Iâm sure weâll be able to get her to speak the truth sooner or later.â
Si Zhengting grunted once more.
After thinking for a moment, Ji Chen asked, âBut Mr. Si, now that Old Mr. Si has intervened in this issue, Iâm sure he wonât let it go just like that. Will he... stir trouble during the 100th Year Anniversary Celebration?â
The 100th Year Anniversary Celebration was the following Monday, and today was already Friday. Si Guangsong had been silent for the past two to three years; but now that he had a hold on Si Zhengting, he was probably not going to let him off that easily.
Si Zhengting had obviously thought of this. He narrowed his eyes, a glint in his gaze. âYou make sure you get people to keep an eye on him.â
âYes.â
Si Zhengting paused for a moment, then said, âI asked you to check on Mi Nuo. Have you found anything?â
Ji Chen spoke immediately. âFrom the records we have on Mi Nuo, itâs clear that she came from a rural village, born to a poor family. Her parents passed away, and a charity organization picked her up and sent her to an orphanage. Her education was sponsored all the way, and she made her way to university by her own merits. In university, she displayed her exceptional artistic skills. After she won the highest accolades at the Starlight international design competition, she immediately became a role model and the media picked up her life story. It was after seeing the news report that you also decided to hire her to inject some fresh blood into our company. Even though she had no prior experience, you still supported her and made her a director. All these years, sheâs been doing well in her position; our companyâs remunerations have been good all this while, so sheâs managed to get herself a home as well as a secondhand car. I guess she can be considered an inspiration for the masses... Iâve also checked all her accounts, and there hasnât been any suspicious transaction. So, she should be fine, and there isnât anything fishy.â
Nothing fishy?
Si Zhengting narrowed his eyes. The things happening in the company had been too coincidental â Li Li losing her design drafts could have been easily solved by Mi Nuo replicating it, but she had chosen to say nothing and instead allowed Li Li to look for Si Guangsong.
Having nothing fishy after all of this was probably the fishiest thing of all.
On the other end of the line, Ji Chen was still speaking. âSir, why do you suspect her? I do feel that Mi Nuoâs somewhat biased against Madam, but that kind of bias seems to be the kind that someone poor has for a person who got into the company through connections. Do you remember when the issue of the design drafts exploded? Mi Nuo even spoke about how Madam had bought a house for herself. If she was taking aim at Madam and framing her, she ought to have known Madamâs identity long ago. And buying a house is quite a normal thing for someone of Madamâs status, so Mi Nuo shouldnât have talked about it in the first place.â