Chapter 1887

In Courtyard No. 1, a sign for the General Manager's Office hung on the door of the main room, and signs for the Deputy General Manager's Office hung on the east and west wing rooms.

The west wing room was Zhang Zuo's office; there was a partition in the middle, with his office area inside and his little secretary's office area outside.

Zhang Zuo pushed open the door and saw a very beautiful, very pure woman, probably only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, sitting on the sofa.

The little secretary, Jin Jing, was chatting with her. Seeing Zhang Zuo enter, she hurriedly stood up.

"Zhang Zong!"

That woman also stood up, nodded very subtly, and then extended her hand.

"Hello, Zhang Zong!"

Zhang Zuo shook hands with the woman solemnly. "You have evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's crimes?"

"I do!" The woman didn't hesitate at all. "I want to know, can the one-million-dollar reward really be cashed?"

"Of course!" Zhang Zuo smiled. "If you don't believe me, you should believe Chairman Zhou. It's only a million; he'd lose that in a single card game."

Hearing Zhang Zuo's words, the woman actually hesitated, as if she hadn't made up her mind.

Zhang Zuo didn't disturb the woman. When he turned his head, he saw Nie Wen standing at the door with her arms crossed, examining the woman with great interest.

The little secretary, Jin Jing, had been paying attention to the woman. At this moment, she finally noticed Nie Wen at the door. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Nie Wen wave at her, and she immediately closed her mouth.

Nie Wen had been wondering: who could possess evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's crimes?

There were only two types of people: colleagues and family members. And these two types of people had to be very close and highly trusted by Zhang Jingkuan.

But now she had excluded the "colleague" option. If it were a colleague, they would definitely contact Zhang Zuo secretly.

After agreeing on the terms, they would hand over the evidence; they absolutely wouldn't come here so blatantly.

After all, no matter the reason, betraying a friend or a colleague would lead to being spurned.

Even those who spurned them would very much want to be the person who got the million dollars and was spurned.

But no one wanted to be spurned, and even less did they want people to know they had received a million dollars.

"Traveling in brocade at night" and "not revealing one's wealth" were teachings carved into the bones of the Chinese people since ancient times.

Now, Nie Wen had excluded the "family member" option. To gain Zhang Jingkuan's trust, their relationship must be very good; how could they push Zhang Jingkuan onto a path to death?

Nie Wen couldn't help but frown. As for people who had a cooperative relationship with Zhang Jingkuan, she didn't even consider them.

If Zhang Jingkuan didn't even have this bit of vigilance and let people obtain evidence of his illegal activities, he wouldn't be qualified to sit in the position of vice president.

Could she really be a swindler?

Although bad people wouldn't write the word "swindler" on their foreheads, this woman didn't look like a swindler no matter how she looked at it.

Moreover, the evidence provided had to be submitted to the Discipline Inspection Commission first, and only after it was determined to be true and valid would the reward be paid—this was stated very clearly in the news.

Nie Wen looked at this woman; she was really very beautiful and also very pure, looking to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

But Zhang Jingkuan was almost fifty years old. If she wasn't a colleague or a relative, what kind of relationship could it be that allowed Zhang Jingkuan to trust this woman so much?

Nie Wen's brows gradually relaxed, and the corners of her mouth hooked into an imperceptible smile.

The only possibility: this woman was Zhang Jingkuan's mistress.

At this moment, the woman spoke: "If I want to hand the evidence to the Discipline Inspection Commission personally, does that count?"

Zhang Zuo smiled. "It counts!"

The woman took a deep breath, then gritted her teeth, her eyes firm as she said, "Okay, I'll go to the Discipline Inspection Commission now. When the time comes, you give the reward to my younger sister."

Zhang Zuo was stunned. "Give it to your younger sister?"

"If I go to surrender, I definitely won't be able to get out." The woman's eyes dimmed, but immediately lit up again. "As long as my sister can be well, even if I'm sentenced and have to go to jail, it's worth it."

Nie Wen finally confirmed that this woman was Zhang Jingkuan's mistress, and a very shrewd one at that.

Zhang Jingkuan had been arrested. Unless she had never reached out to take anything, as long as she had, she definitely couldn't escape.

Since she would be arrested sooner or later, it was better to stand up and report Zhang Jingkuan, get the million-dollar reward to leave for her family, and this million dollars would be reasonable and legal.

"Give me your sister's contact information."

Zhang Zuo didn't ask what this woman's name was, nor did he ask what her relationship with Zhang Jingkuan was or why she would be sentenced.

To him, as long as this woman could produce evidence and report Zhang Jingkuan, that was enough. Anyway, Zhou Dongzi had plenty of money; if a million wasn't enough, then he'd give two million.

By then, even if this woman went in, she would be eternally grateful to him, Zhang Zuo. If her sister was as beautiful as this older sister, she would definitely fall under the "trousers" of Master Zhang.

Thinking of this, an extremely lecherous smile appeared on this guy's face unconsciously, which the woman saw, and a very bad feeling suddenly surged in her heart.

This guy didn't look like a good person at all.

"What are you dazed for?" Zhang Zuo said with dissatisfaction. "Hurry up and give me your sister's contact information, otherwise how can I give her the money?"

The woman hesitated, but it was only for a moment before she made up her mind.

Forget it; who knows when she might be arrested, and then there would be no chance.

Jin Jing had already been waiting on the side with a pen and notebook. Seeing the woman look at her, she handed the items over.

The woman took them and wrote her sister's name and contact information on it.

Zhang Zuo took it and looked, and his eyes lit up.

The woman's sister was named Jin Xi; this was the first time he had seen this surname.

She was still in university, and at Tsinghua at that, a junior this year.

The dormitory number and class were both on it, written very detailed.

After reading it, Zhang Zuo handed the notebook to Jin Jing and then said solemnly,

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Discipline Inspection Commission to avoid any accidents."

The woman didn't refuse, silently stepping out, and then took a look at Nie Wen standing outside.

She had noticed Nie Wen long ago. Her first impression was that this woman was very beautiful, especially the temperament she carried, which was the only one she had ever seen in her life.

She had seen many of Zhang Jingkuan's so-called "noble lady" friends; whether fat or thin, beautiful or ugly, their temperament and bearing were far inferior compared to the woman in front of her.

These thoughts only flashed through the woman's mind, and then she brushed past Nie Wen and went out the gate.

Zhang Zuo called the driver and then greeted the woman.

"Get in the car!"

The woman got in the car. Zhang Zuo wanted to sit in the front passenger seat, but thinking that this woman might become his sister-in-law, he sat in the back instead.

"Go to the Central Discipline Inspection Commission!"

Zhang Zuo said lightly, looking very stylish.

"What is your name?"

At such a close distance, the woman was inexplicably a bit nervous. "My name is Jin Chen!"

"The surname 'Jin' is very rare." Zhang Zuo said, making small talk. "This is my first time seeing it."

Jin Chen nodded. "There are fewer than a thousand people with the surname Jin."

Under Zhang Zuo's guidance, Jin Chen's nervous mood stabilized.

Unknowingly, they arrived at the Central Discipline Inspection Commission, and the car was stopped by the armed police on guard.

Although the boss here wasn't home, Zhang Zuo didn't dare to be ostentatious here.

"Get out of the car, we'll walk in."

Zhang Zuo pushed open the car door and got out. "My name is Zhang Zuo, and she is Jin Chen. We have evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's illegal and criminal activities and need to see the leaders of the special investigation team."

No one didn't know about Zhang Jingkuan's case. Upon hearing this, the guard hurriedly reported it upward and let them pass after receiving a clear reply.

"The special investigation team is in the North Building."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Zuo led the again-nervous Jin Chen into the gate.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know what your relationship with Zhang Jingkuan is, or what involvement you have in his case.

But I can tell you very responsibly: as long as you confess honestly and tell the special investigation team everything you know, you will definitely receive lenient treatment."

Jin Chen had only been to the police station a limited number of times in her life. Now that she had arrived at such a solemn and sacred place, how could she not be nervous or afraid?

"I—I understand."

Jin Chen's voice was trembling, trying her best to alleviate her nervous emotions.

Seeing Jin Chen like this, Zhang Zuo really didn't want to bother, but thinking that this was his future sister-in-law, he couldn't ignore it.

"I said, you don't need to be nervous. They won't hit you or scold you; on the contrary, they will be very polite to you."

Jin Chen didn't speak, and she didn't know; she probably didn't believe it.

Zhang Zuo was a bit helpless. "You are here to report Zhang Jingkuan. As long as what you say is true and the evidence you provide is authentic and valid, do you know how much time and energy this will save them?

So, regardless of whether you are guilty or not, your coming here is helping them, so they will naturally be polite to you."

As Zhang Zuo was speaking, they had already arrived at the foot of the North Building. A young man was standing at the entrance. Seeing them, he extended his hand from afar to welcome them.

"Young Master Zhang, long time no see."

Zhang Zuo shook hands with the young man. "Secretary Shan, it really has been a long time."

This young man was named Shan Lei, and he was Ji Chunlin's secretary.

"Is Secretary Ji personally heading Zhang Jingkuan's case?"

"Yes!" Shan Lei nodded and whispered, "Zhang Jingkuan's case involves Zhongbao. If Secretary Ji doesn't head it, no one can handle it."

"That's true!" Zhang Zuo nodded and pointed at Jin Chen. "Her name is Jin Chen; she is the one who has evidence of Zhang Jingkuan's illegal and disciplinary violations."

Shan Lei examined Jin Chen. "Come in with me."

Jin Chen looked at Zhang Zuo, hoping to go in with her.

Zhang Zuo being so familiar with this Secretary Shan made her feel very at ease.

"Go in!" Zhang Zuo sighed and said, "Usually I could take you around here, but the office location of the special investigation team cannot be entered."

Jin Chen didn't say anything more, clutched her bag, took a deep breath, and stepped onto the stairs.

Shan Lei looked at Zhang Zuo suspiciously. Was this kid very familiar with this woman?

"It's on the second floor!"

Shan Lei led Jin Chen to the second floor and then knocked on the door of an office.

"Secretary, the person has been brought."

Ji Chunlin put down the document he was flipping through, looked up at Jin Chen, and said in a gentle tone,

"Don't be nervous, sit down and talk."

Jin Chen gripped her lapels tightly with both hands, lowering her head slightly, not daring to look at Ji Chunlin, and didn't dare to sit.

"My name is Jin Chen, and I am the mistress kept by Zhang Jingkuan."

Ji Chunlin frowned, but quickly relaxed, his tone even gentler.

"Shan Lei, pour her a glass of water."

"Okay!" Shan Lei poured a glass of water for Jin Chen. "Sit down and talk, don't be nervous, the Secretary is very kind."

Jin Chen nodded, shuffled to the sofa to sit down, then immediately stood up again, opened her bag, and took out quite a few things from inside.

Aside from a notebook, there were quite a few gold ornaments, and in addition, a bank card.

"The names written in the notebook are all people who have sent money to Zhang Jingkuan. Behind each name, what is recorded is the amount and the items sent.

These ornaments and the seventy-thousand-plus yuan in the card are what Zhang Jingkuan has given me over these years."