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Not long after, a private conversation video featuring Lin Zhiyuan and Emma was anonymously uploaded to a social media platform. In the video, Lin Zhiyuan sat inside a luxurious camping tent, telling Emma, "I am grateful for your support. I know that without you, I couldn't have achieved this. But we both need each other, don't we?"
Emma nodded with a smile and replied, "Of course. I appreciate ambitious young people, especially someone like you who knows how to seize opportunities." This video caused an uproar online. Comments flooded in — "This isn't volunteering; it's resource exchange!" "Such pure charity has been tainted by people like this!" "So what exactly is he doing in Africa? Looking for sponsors or just seeking attention?"
Lin Zhiyuan's image completely collapsed, transforming from a "charity ambassador" into what netizens labeled a "transactional figure." The head of the volunteer project had to publicly state that Lin Zhiyuan was not affiliated with the project and severed all ties with him.
Ultimately, Lin Zhiyuan had no choice but to pack his bags and return home in disgrace. He tried to contact me, hoping to salvage something, even if it was just a semblance of dignity. I didn't give him a single chance. " manager Leng, he's really anxious now and wants to see you."
Li Ruobing stood before me, her voice betraying no emotion. "See me?" I chuckled lightly, glancing out the window with disdain in my tone. "He has no value left." Li Ruobing nodded and turned to leave, a barely perceptible smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
In the Southeast Asia branch of Leng Xue Group, in a small dimly lit office, Song Ya stared at her computer screen, her eyes glinting with manager Leng intensity. The cicadas from the Myanmar branch buzzed loudly and irritatingly while the air conditioning hummed but failed to mask the heat. She sneered and her fingers flew across the keyboard.
"Leng Xue, do you think sending me to this godforsaken place can trap me? How naive." Song Ya scoffed as her gaze swept over the confidential files she had just downloaded from the database. A sinister smile crept onto her lips as if she could already envision Leng Xue Group caught in a whirlpool of public opinion. "Let’s see how it feels to be disgraced."
A few days later, at Leng Xue Group's headquarters, I sat elegantly in a leather chair, my long fingers lightly tapping on the table. With an expressionless face, I perused an anonymous tip-off letter, a hint of disdain flickering in my eyes. "Data from the Southeast Asia branch? Interesting." I closed the folder with a manager Leng smile. "Li Ruobing, come to my office."
Moments later, Li Ruobing pushed the door open and entered. He handed me an investigation report in a low and steady voice. "The data was indeed leaked from the Southeast Asia branch; it originated from Song Ya's account. She also contacted foreign media in an attempt to hype this matter." I smirked dismissively and tossed the report aside. "Hype? What she wants is my credibility in front of investors. Unfortunately for her, she picked the wrong opponent."
I stood up and turned toward the window, my voice icy as frost. "Li Ruobing, notify PR and legal affairs. This time, I want her completely erased from the industry." "Understood," Li Ruobing nodded slightly before exiting my office. My counterattack was swift and unstoppable.
Li Ruobing's team quickly restored the tampered data, pinpointing Song Ya's operational traces and weaving an airtight web of evidence. The legal team acted decisively, suing Song Ya for stealing company secrets and falsifying data with the intent to bring her to justice.
The PR department promptly issued a statement revealing the truth and categorizing this farce as "false accusations from a disgruntled former employee." Public opinion flipped instantly; Song Ya became the target of widespread criticism. "How can someone like this still get into big companies? It's shameless!" "Falsifying data for accusations is utterly insane!" "She’s clearly manipulative; she deserves to be caught!"
In just a few days, Song Ya was arrested by the local police and handed over to the judicial authorities. She was sentenced to two years in prison for leaking commercial secrets and falsifying data, resulting in the complete collapse of her career and reputation.
During the same week that Song Ya found herself behind bars, Lin Zhiyuan appeared at the Leng Xue Group building like a stray dog. Disheveled and unkempt, he pushed past the front desk's obstruction, insisting on seeing me. I sat on the sofa in the reception room, manager Leng ly observing this disheartened man before me. Lin Zhiyuan stood there dejectedly, his eyes filled with regret and humility.
"Xue, I was wrong," his voice was hoarse and low. "I shouldn't have left you, and I definitely shouldn't have... with Song Ya... I..." I interrupted him with an expressionless face, "What do you want from me?" Lin Zhiyuan paused for a moment before speaking in a submissive tone, "I... I want to start over."
"Start over?" I let out a manager Leng laugh, my tone dripping with sarcasm. "Lin Zhiyuan, do you think I'm a dumpster for discarded things?" Lin Zhiyuan's face turned pale instantly; he gritted his teeth and trembled as he said, "Xue, I truly realize my mistakes. Without your support, my dreams would never have been achievable. Song Ya... she never cared about me; she just wanted to use me."
I slowly stood up, looking down at him with an icy gaze. "Use you? Lin Zhiyuan, everyone knows that when you're useless, does she really need to bother using you?" This statement struck like a dagger to Lin Zhiyuan's heart. He lowered his head, unable to say another word. "Get out." I tossed this phrase over my shoulder as I turned to leave. "Don't show up in front of me again."
When I returned to my office, Li Ruobing was already waiting there. He smiled slightly upon seeing me. "Do you need me to handle the follow-up?"
"No need." I waved my hand dismissively, my tone flat. "He's already a waste; there's no threat left."
"You are always too lenient," Li Ruobing said softly, a hint of concern hidden in his voice. "You are merciless towards someone like Song Ya, but it seems you still have some softness for Lin Zhiyuan."
I turned to glance at him, offering a shallow smile that carried a hint of sharpness. "Li Ruobing, are you reminding me that I should be equally ruthless towards everyone?"
Li Ruobing smiled gently and replied softly, "Whatever you decide to do, I will support you." I smiled without speaking further, but deep down I knew that this person beside me was the one who truly understood how to protect me.
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