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墨書 Inktalez
The warning from the text message echoed in my ears: "Be careful, she still has tricks up her sleeve."
I stared at the phone screen, my thoughts swirling like disturbed water in a lake, creating layer upon layer of ripples.
What would Su Qing's counterattack be? What would she do?
I couldn't afford to let my guard down.
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In the early morning, outside the company building.
As soon as I stepped into the lobby, I sensed an unusual atmosphere. The receptionist kept her eyes downcast, unwilling to meet my gaze; a few colleagues with whom I usually got along stood in a corner, whispering to each other. The air was thick with a sense of oppression, like the calm before a storm.
"Director Lin, good morning," a voice called from behind me.
It was Su Qing.
She walked towards me slowly in her high heels, wearing her usual gentle smile, but her eyes were as cold as ice.
"Good morning," I replied casually, my gaze sweeping over the folder she held.
She lightly shook the document, her tone laden with meaning: "Don't be late for today's meeting."
With that, she turned and walked away, the sound of her heels striking the floor echoing sharply in the empty lobby.
My heart sank—she had definitely made a move, and this time, she was clearly prepared.
At ten in the morning, in the executive conference room.
The room was filled with a cacophony of voices, but all eyes were fixed on the projection screen—a copy of an anonymous whistleblower letter that directly accused me of embezzling company funds and using my position to suppress competitors.
The letter was detailed, complete with several convincingly forged "evidence" images. The data tables and signatures appeared flawless; even I nearly believed in their authenticity when I first saw them.
"Director Lin, do you have any explanation for these accusations?" Vice President Li Mingyuan spoke first, his voice low and stern.
Everyone turned their gaze toward me—some inquisitive, some skeptical, and a few with a hint of schadenfreude.
My fingers gripped the armrests of my chair tightly, knuckles turning white, but I maintained my composure. "Mr. Li, these so-called 'evidence' are fabricated from start to finish. I can immediately request a third-party audit to prove my innocence."
"Fabricated?" Su Qing interjected at just the right moment. Sitting across from me, her tone was gentle yet carried an undercurrent of sharpness. "Director Lin, if it truly is fabricated, then where did this data come from? Did it just appear out of thin air?"
Her words sparked a murmur among the attendees. Some nodded in agreement while others furrowed their brows in thought. However, many chose to remain silent—no one wanted to take sides in such a precarious situation; choosing wrong could lead to irreparable consequences.
"Su Qing, are you implying something?" My voice turned cold as I locked eyes with her, showing no signs of retreat. "Do you really think I would be foolish enough to leave behind this so-called 'evidence' to incriminate myself?"
"Of course not," she replied with a slight smile that concealed a blade. "But anything is possible, isn't it?"
The air crackled with tension as everyone held their breath, waiting for the next development. Just then, an assistant hurriedly pushed the door open and handed a document to Li Mingyuan. "Mr. Li, this is new evidence we just received."
New evidence?
My heart tightened painfully as Li Mingyuan opened the folder, his expression growing more complex. He displayed one page for everyone to see—it was a convincingly forged email indicating that I had personally authorized the transfer of certain "illicit funds," accompanied by an audio recording as "proof."
In the recording, a voice strikingly similar to mine said, "Transfer this money directly; don't let anyone else know."
The conference room erupted into chaos. Everyone began to whisper among themselves, while my mind went blank, consumed by a single thought: Has Su Qing lost her mind?!
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"Director Lin, do you have anything to say now?" Li Mingyuan asked coldly, his tone tinged with impatience.
"This isn't my voice." I struggled to keep my tone steady, but inside, a storm was raging. "This is fabricated!"
"Fabricated?" Su Qing interjected again, her voice almost innocent. "Director Lin, you can't just accuse others of such things. After all, our company values integrity and transparency above all."
As soon as she finished speaking, some people started to chuckle, while others wore skeptical expressions—clearly, they were more inclined to believe the so-called "conclusive" evidence before them rather than my explanation.
"Enough!" I shot up from my seat and slammed my hand on the table. "If you really want to get to the bottom of this, then let's involve the Public Security Department! Hand over all the data, recordings, and emails for them to verify their authenticity!"
My words temporarily silenced the chatter in the conference room, but the expressions on everyone's faces remained complex. Clearly, they did not fully believe in my innocence; rather, they were more concerned about how this situation might tarnish the company's reputation and interests.
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After the meeting adjourned, I returned to my office alone, locked the door, and dialed a number. "Hello, it's me... Please check into those 'evidences' from today's meeting. I need to know where they came from."
A deep and steady voice responded from the other end of the line. "Understood. I need some time."
After hanging up the phone, I leaned back in my chair and closed my eyes, trying to calm my emotions. Yet Su Qing's hypocritical face kept flashing through my mind, along with that meaningful look she gave me as she left—she was taunting me, declaring her victory!
Unfortunately for her, she underestimated me.
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At night, I sat once again in my study, staring blankly at the computer screen. A message popped up: “ Virtuous Ability: 45%.”
The number had dropped. What did that mean? Could it be that the events of today’s meeting had led more people to misunderstand me?
As I pondered this, a new text message suddenly appeared: “I found a lead. The ‘evidence’ comes from a private investigation company, and their employer… is Su Qing.”
So it was her!
Anger flared up like a raging fire within me, but at the same time, an odd sense of calm enveloped me. It was a strange feeling, like finding a safe harbor in the midst of a storm—both infuriating and soothing!
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The next day, I quickly reached out to an old friend who currently worked at a well-known Law Firm. I handed him the lead and requested his help in preparing a Legal Statement, while also initiating an Unfair Competition Investigation Procedure against Su Qing and related parties.
At the same time, I contacted a prominent media outlet to expose the matter. Of course, I didn’t directly mention Su Qing, but framed it as “Certain Executives willing to slander others for their own interests,” steering public opinion toward the opposing camp. Suddenly, there was unrest within the company; everyone began to feel uneasy, and Su Qing found herself at the center of the storm!
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At eight in the evening, I received another text: “Be careful; she might go all in.”
All in?
It seemed this game was far from over. From here on out, I had to be even more cautious and vigilant.
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