Chapter 349: Su Director really knows how to have fun!

Wang Lei's expression changed, he coldly snapped, "What do you mean?! Don't spout bloody nonsense!!"

Lin Yuan opened the risk model he had prepared in advance, and said in a cold voice:

"I'm spouting bloody nonsense? Please, General Manager Sun, explain why the collateral for these three loans are all shell assets of affiliated companies—did you not notice during your review, or did you deliberately collude with the other company?"

On the projection screen, the collateral assessment report immediately popped up, with red ink circling the words "Assessed value inflated by 300%".

These pieces of evidence were all provided to Lin Yuan by Sun Weiwei.

The directors below immediately furrowed their brows, and their whispered discussions grew louder and louder.

Wang Lei broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, clenched the tablecloth tightly, and stubbornly insisted: "This is just an isolated case; it doesn't represent my ability!"

Lin Yuan gave a light chuckle, tapped the keyboard with his fingertip, and another document popped up:

"Let's talk about another one! Director Wang, you also had a 12 million loan last year, and the business revenue proof in the review documents was forged."

"Look, the anti-counterfeit markings don't match at all—how do you explain that?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yuan pulled up a bank transaction screenshot, enlarged it on the screen, and the clear "5 million" transfer amount and payer's name made the entire room fall silent instantly.

"Manager Wang abused his wind control authority for personal gain, embezzling and taking bribes—this kickback from the cooperating party came exactly three days after that irregular loan was approved."

Wang Lei stared at the transaction flow on the screen, his face instantly turned ashen as paper, and he nearly fell out of his chair.

Wind Control Chief Controller Lu Chengyu could not stay seated either; he sprang up from his chair, his voice trembling with anger:

"You're talking nonsense! This is all fabricated! Lin Yuan, you're deliberately framing us in the Wind Control Department!"

Lin Yuan turned his head to glance at Lu Chengyu: "Director Lu, why are you so worked up? Could it be that you also have a share in this embezzlement?"

Whoosh! Lu Chengyu's face went pale, and he flatly denied: "Absolute nonsense! How could I possibly do something like that!"

In fact, Lu Chengyu really did have a share in this embezzlement.

He merely used his authority to clear himself of all involvement.

So the investigation could only point to Wang Lei.

Wang Lei's lips trembled as he shouted with a shaking voice: "This isn't real! The transaction record is photoshopped! Lin Yuan, you're deliberately framing me!"

Lin Yuan said no more, pulled a stack of papers from the folder, and handed them one by one to the directors in the front row:

"These are the embezzlement and bribery evidence from Manager Wang's secret accounts, each traceable to its source."

A bespectacled director finished reviewing the evidence, slammed the table hard, and declared: "Irrefutable proof! Keeping such pests will only harm the company!"

Another director immediately chimed in: "Agreed! Immediately remove Manager Wang Lei from his post, hand it over to the Audit Department for thorough investigation, and handle the aftermath according to company policy and legal procedures!"

No one spoke up for Wang Lei anymore; he slumped in his chair, his complexion ashen, his hands limp at his sides.

Security quickly entered the presentation hall, and under the directors' gazes, led the dispirited Wang Lei away.

Lu Chengyu remained in his seat, the cold sweat on his forehead still not dried.

Just now, when Lin Yuan produced the evidence, his heart leapt into his throat; he almost thought he himself would be dragged in. Only after confirming the evidence pointed solely to Wang Lei…

Then Lu Chengyu quietly let out a breath of relief, but his expression remained grim.

Su Monong looked at the directors, her tone steady: "Wang Lei's matter has been settled; now we return to the election for Wind Control Deputy Director. Regarding Lin Yuan's nomination, do any of you have objections?"

An elderly director slowly shook his head: "Although Lin Yuan lacks a professional background, his ability far surpasses Wang Lei's—I support him."

Another director nodded: "Being able to uncover hidden risks and produce solid evidence is exactly what the Wind Control Department needs—I agree."

With no objections voiced, one director proposed:

"Since everyone agrees, let's vote—please raise your hand if you agree to Lin Yuan serving as Wind Control Deputy Director."

Hardly had the words finished when the directors on both sides of the long table all raised their hands, not a single one left down.

"Unanimously passed." The director presiding over the vote announced the result, deliberately glancing at Lin Yuan, his eyes showing a bit more approval.

Lin Yuan rose to his feet, gave a slight bow, and nodded to the directors:

"Thank you for your trust, directors. Once I take office, I will quickly familiarize myself with Wind Control Department work, strictly control credit risks, and not let down your expectations."

He lifted his gaze to Su Monong, who was looking at him, a faint, hardly perceptible smile in her eyes, and she gave a slight nod.

The affirmation in Su Monong's gaze let the stone in Lin Yuan's heart finally settle.

Lu Chengyu watched this scene, clenched his pen until his knuckles whitened, yet dared not utter another word.

He could only watch helplessly as Lin Yuan received the appointment letter from the directors and became the new Wind Control Deputy Director.

Sun Weiwei sat on the right side of the directors' bench, her brows knotted into a deep line, her gaze fixed on the corner of the table, as if she were angry about Lin Yuan's election.

She merely pretended to be furious, just to put on a show for Su Monong.

To make Su Monong mistakenly believe that she was angry because Lin Yuan won.

But in fact she was quite pleased inside, her beautiful eyes hiding a barely detectable sense of relief—

Lin Yuan's unanimous approval was exactly the result she wanted. Everything was under her control.

What Sun Weiwei didn't know, however, was that Su Monong and Lin Yuan had already coordinated their stories.

Su Monong had known all along, she just chose not to say anything.

After the meeting ended, Lin Yuan walked out of the conference room.

Lu Chengyu walked ahead, moving quickly.

Lin Yuan, however, suddenly caught up and greeted him:

"Director Lu, from now on, working together in the Wind Control Department, please feel free to give me guidance on the job, and I hope our department can be thoroughly cleaned up, so we never have another nasty incident like embezzlement."

Lu Chengyu lifted his head, forced a stiff smile, his mouth corners tight, his voice dry: "Of course, Deputy Director Lin, rest assured."

Having said that, Lin Yuan turned and walked away…

The smile on Lu Chengyu's face instantly collapsed; he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the strain, his nails almost digging into his palms.

Lin Yuan's words were hardly a request for advice; they were clearly a veiled jab at his previous shady dealings with Wang Lei, and a warning not to harbor any ulterior motives!

He stared at Lin Yuan's back, the anger in his eyes flaring like a lit fuse—what right did he have?

Lin Yuan, a nobody with no background or credentials, merely climbed up on Su Monong's connections, yet dared to put on airs in front of him!

Lin Yuan became the Wind Control Deputy Director, which is equivalent to planting a spy beside Lu Chengyu.

Previously, Lu Chengyu could still take advantage of the loan review opportunity to gain some benefits from partners, occasionally sharing "profits" with Wang Lei.

But now Lin Yuan watches over it, and every loan process must pass through both of their hands; if he still wants to embezzle, it's practically impossible.

"Cut off my source of wealth, I won't let you have an easy time..." Lu Chengyu muttered lowly, his steps heavy on the floor, his anger nearly bursting his chest.

Lu Chengyu's gaze gradually turned sinister:

This can't just be left as is. If Lin Yuan stays in the Deputy Director position, he will eventually uncover Lu Chengyu's embezzlement of cat grease.

We must find a way to get rid of Lin Yuan!

We need to find an opportunity to set a trap for him at work, so he makes a big mistake and gets dismissed.

……

In the morning, Lin Yuan arrived at the door of the Human Resources Department director's office.

Lin Yuan clenched the appointment letter approved by the board, stood at the HR department office door, and lightly knocked on the glass door.

"Come in."

From inside came a languid, slightly hoarse female voice, like silk soaked in warm water, making one's ears itch.

The moment the door was pushed open, a faint scent of sandalwood mixed with rose perfume wafted over; Lin Yuan looked up and saw a woman sitting behind the desk—

Human Resources Department director, Wang Yining.

She wore a champagne-colored satin shirt, with two buttons undone at the collar, revealing a small patch of fair collarbone.

Her waist-length loose waves were loosely tied back at the nape, a few strands of hair falling at her cheeks, accentuating her lips coated in bean-paste red lipstick, making her lip shape look even fuller.

"Director Wang, I'm Lin Yuan, here to complete the onboarding procedures for the Wind Control Deputy Director." Lin Yuan handed over the appointment letter, trying to keep his tone steady.

Wang Yining lifted her eyes; her peach-blossom eyes with slightly upturned corners curved, their gaze flowing with the allure unique to a mature woman.

She didn't immediately take the document, but instead reached out, her fingertips coated with milk-tea-colored nail polish, lightly touching Lin Yuan's wrist:

"Congratulations, Deputy Director Lin, achieving this position at such a young age—truly impressive for one's years."

The coolness of her fingertips made Lin Yuan feel as if he'd been scalded, and he instinctively pulled back.

Wang Yining didn't let go; instead she took the appointment letter, her thumb inadvertently brushing his palm as she smiled and said:

"What's the rush? Could I possibly eat you?"

She lowered her head to flip through the documents; her long lashes cast a small shadow beneath her eyes, and as the pen tip traced the forms, the fine chain bracelet on her wrist swayed lightly, tinkling.

"A few months ago you were just a driver; I never expected you to rise so quickly,"

Wang Yining lifted her gaze to Lin Yuan, her eyes hinting at inquiry: "Lin Yuan, how old are you this year? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Lin Yuan startled, not expecting her to ask that, his ears flushing red as he replied: "No."

"Oh? No girlfriend." Wang Yining drew out her tone, leaning forward; the scented candle on the desk still burned, its warm yellow light shining on her face, softening the fine lines at her corners.

She drew nearer, the perfume grew stronger, mingling with the faint coffee scent on her, making Lin Yuan feel a bit flustered.

"That's great," Wang Yining suddenly smiled, the corner of her mouth hooking into a sly arc, her fingertip lightly tapping Lin Yuan's arm:

"Deputy Director Lin, what do you think of me? I'm thirty, have a car and a house, my job is stable; if you don't mind, how about I pursue you?"

As soon as she said that, Lin Yuan panicked completely, his face "peng" reddening up to the tips of his ears.

He flusteredly stepped back a pace, almost bumping into the file cabinet behind him: "Director Wang, Director Wang, please don't joke—I… I still have things to do; if the paperwork's fine, I'll first go report to the Wind Control Department."

Lin Yuan said and then headed toward the door.

Wang Yining, however, rose to block him, reaching out to straighten his wrinkled shirt collar, her fingertip inadvertently brushing his jawline:

"What's the rush? The paperwork isn't finished yet."

Her fingertips were slightly calloused; grazing his skin caused a slight itch, Lin Yuan froze in place, even his breathing grew shallow.

"Look at you scared," Wang Yining watched his tense demeanor, laughing even more, her shoulders lightly trembling:

"I'm just joking with you; could I really steal your little brother?"

She said this, handing him the signed onboarding form, her eyes brimming with amusement she couldn't hide: "But seriously, Lin Yuan, you're indeed outstanding; if you ever need help at the company, feel free to come find me anytime."

Lin Yuan took the form, nearly fleeing as he walked to the door, fumbling to pull it open, only to hear from behind Wang Yining's amused voice: "Remember to drop by HR often, Deputy Director Lin—"

……

In the afternoon, Lin Yuan went to report at the Wind Control Department.

He officially assumed the position of Wind Control Department Deputy Director, his monthly salary rising from the assistant's 12,000 to the current 18,000.

Plus, the year-end bonus doubled.

The Wind Control Deputy Director is a senior position within the group.

Lin Yuan moved to the Wind Control Department, which has a dedicated office for the Deputy Director.

After Lin Yuan moved to the Wind Control Department, he greeted the staff inside.

But these staff members completely ignored him.

Obviously, Lu Chengyu had already given instructions, telling the Wind Control Department not to give Lin Yuan a pleasant face.

Lin Yuan didn't mind; he sat alone in his office and began organizing documents.

After becoming Wind Control Deputy Director, his workload increased and he grew busier.

After reviewing materials in the office all day, by evening Lin Yuan finally went downstairs and drove Director Su home.

Su Monong sat in the rear of the Mercedes-Benz, her black stockinged legs lightly crossed.

She lightly asked, "Now that you're the Wind Control Department Deputy Director, are you adjusting to the position?"

"Adjusted." Lin Yuan nodded.

The Mercedes-Benz drove smoothly through the streets after the evening rush hour; streetlight halos filtered through the windows, casting mottled shadows on Su Monong's crossed black stockinged legs.

She rubbed the seam of the leather seat with her fingertips, then turned her head to look at Lin Yuan in the driver's seat, her tone softer than during the day: "Don't head back too early tonight; I'll treat you to dinner, just to congratulate you on taking office."

Lin Yuan's hand on the steering wheel paused, then he replied: "Okay, I'll follow Director Su's lead."

Su Monong gave an address, which was a high-end Western restaurant in Wanxiangcheng.

Lin Yuan navigated, driving toward the Western restaurant.

On the way, Su Monong sent a message to her daughter, telling her to go home and eat by herself; she made an excuse to lie to her daughter, saying she was discussing business outside.

Su Zhiyuan responded on the other end of the phone, "Got it, be careful, don't drink too much," then hung up.

A few minutes later, the car steadily stopped at the entrance of the Western restaurant.

The waiter, wearing a crisp tailcoat, briskly stepped forward, opened the car door, and guided the two to a private room on the second floor.

In the private room, the gilded carved chandelier cast warm light; the dark green velvet tablecloth was spread smoothly, and a faint truffle aroma floated in the air.

In the restaurant's private room, after the waiter set out the dishes, he quietly withdrew and pulled the door shut behind him.

Su Monong lifted the red wine glass, gently swirled it, and the deep red wine clung to the side of the glass, swirling.

She lifted her eyes to Lin Yuan: "Try this Burgundy, 2015 vintage, the tannins are very soft, it pairs perfectly with the truffle pasta."

Just as Lin Yuan lifted his wine glass, he saw Su Monong stand up, walk over to him in her slender high heels, and her fingertip lightly brushed his shirt collar.

She said nothing, merely her eyes flowed with an alluring smile as she slowly moved to the other side of the long table.

Su Monong placed both hands on the table edge, lightly leapt onto the tablecloth, and in a languid voice said, "Come over, have a drink."

Lin Yuan's Adam's apple rolled; when his fingertip touched the silk hem at her waist, there was a barely perceptible tremor. He picked up the red wine glass on the table, cautiously...

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A little wine spilled from the corner of her lips, dripping onto the dark green tablecloth like a blooming red plum. Su Monong extended her tongue, lightly licked the corner of her mouth, her gaze growing more bewitching: "Not enough, feed me another sip."

Lin Yuan leaned in close...

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He picked up the wine glass again, gently feeding her to drink; his fingertip inadvertently brushed against her, feeling scorching hot.

Su Monong raised her hand, hooked his neck, pulled him toward her, her voice low, laden with warm, moist breath: "Tonight…"

Lin Yuan's hand braced against Su Monong's side, not daring to press down, only able to feel the warmth emanating from her body, his heart beating faster and faster.

The jazz music in the private room continued, but it could not drown out the increasingly intense ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

Su Monong hooked Lin Yuan's neck, and, taking advantage of the moment, pressed both of them onto the dining table.

"Director Su… the private room door isn't locked yet…" Lin Yuan stammered in warning.

Su Monong gave a charming, alluring smile and said, "Then go lock the door."

Lin Yuan hurriedly bolted the private room door to prevent the waiter outside from entering.

When Lin Yuan returned after locking the door, his eyes widened.

Because Su Monong had already… 【The following content is not suitable for minors】

Only… remained…

And Su Monong's delicate body was now lying on the dining table.

This?

What is this?

Lin Yuan's heart raced as he watched.

"You little brat, are you hungry?" Su Monong said in a deep, alluring voice, full of ultimate charm!

At this moment, Lin Yuan felt a surge of warmth in his nose, and he… had a nosebleed!