Chapter 873

When the truth of the gray-interest transfer was exposed, Huang Jintang's face kept changing.

He stared at Ye Jiaying for several seconds, trying to find a flaw in that delicate face. But Ye Jiaying's expression was as calm as a pool of clear water, showing no ripple.

"Ms. Ye."

Huang Jintang gave a dry laugh twice.

Putting on a stubborn dead-duck front, he said: "What you're saying is rather baffling. What kind of illicit deal could I have with Zhao Tianyu? He's the boss, I'm the contractor—just normal business."

"Normal business?"

Ye Jiaying pushed the document on the coffee table forward, keeping her composed smile: "You can read, right? Or would you like to look yourself?"

Huang Jintang picked up the document and flipped through a few pages.

As he read, his face turned pale, his teeth clenched tighter and tighter, wishing he could tear the materials to shreds and hurl them at Ye Jiaying's face!

Ye Jiaying crossed her legs.

She said lightly:

"Over the past five years, through Zhao Group you've taken on eight municipal projects. For each, you've falsified work volume, cut corners, and substituted inferior materials.

In the Riverside Park project, the contract specified imported stone, but you used local imitation stone, pocketing a thirty‑million difference between you and Zhao Tianyu.

At the Southern City sewage treatment plant, you used pipe two gauges thinner than specified, and the saved money was split evenly between the two of you.

And so on…

Each of these facts, like a deadly sword, precisely stabbed Huang Jintang's heart, causing him to lose his composure.

Before Ye Jiaying could finish speaking,

Huang Jintang angrily shouted, "Bullshit!" and almost at the same time slammed the document in his hand onto the coffee table, his eyes bulging like copper bells.

Ye Jiaying fearlessly smiled and asked: "Don't want to admit it? No problem. You just need to understand one thing: these materials are enough to send you to prison."

"!!!"

Huang Jintang gritted his teeth in anger, the muscles on his face twitching.

What the documents record are all true; that cannot be denied.

But Huang Jintang wondered why Ye Jiaying didn't just throw the relevant purchase orders, bank statements, etc., in his face, instead of producing a hastily typed explanatory document.

Such explanatory documents can be made up by anyone and cannot serve as evidence.

Thinking deeper,

Huang Jintang suddenly realized.

He silently cursed:

"Damn!"

"This bitch surely doesn't have real evidence, so she printed this to bluff me!"

"If she really had the evidence, would she be sitting here negotiating with me? She'd have called the cops and had me arrested long ago—how could she give me a chance to bargain?"

"Damn it!"

"With such a beautiful face, yet such ruthless tactics! Truly a woman's heart is the most poisonous—I almost fell for her bluff..."

Having thought this through, Huang Jintang felt a great weight lift.

Huang Jintang steadied himself.

He replied without courtesy with a faint smile: "Ms. Ye, that trick of yours is indeed clever! Too bad it won't work on me, Huang Jintang. I've been out in society since I was eighteen; all these years I've kept my footing in Wuzhou—what do you think I rely on? It's my guts and mettle!"

"Do you think I'm trying to scare you?"

Ye Jiaying stared at Huang Jintang in disbelief, for a moment unable to fathom how his mind works, taking ignorance for courage.

Ye Jiaying couldn't help adding: "Mr. Huang, you only get one chance—think it over; prison food really isn't tasty."

"Damn it, stop feeding me this line!"

Huang Jintang also couldn't be bothered to keep up appearances; he put his feet on the coffee table, lit a cigarette, and unleashed his hooligan nature.

He took a deep drag.

Then he blew it out hard, straight at Ye Jiaying opposite.

The smoke made Ye Jiaying hastily wave her hand to fan it: "Please mind your manners..."

"This is my manners!"

Huang Jintang sneered without restraint: "If you really had solid proof, you wouldn't be sitting here negotiating with me today—you'd have handed me over to the police, simple and hassle-free."

"I see now—you truly lack culture and vision, only knowing how to fight to the death, not how to cooperate for mutual benefit." Ye Jiaying looked disappointed.

Huang Jintang laughed and cursed: "Damn! You're cultured, you've got vision! Then why don't you just lie back and let me have you once? If you let me have you once, I'll believe you have vision! As long as you serve me comfortably, I can suspend chasing that deposit and resume work to cooperate with you anytime."

"Get lost!"

Faced with such a shameless scoundrel, Ye Jiaying didn't want to say another word.

Huang Jintang kept laughing and cursing: "You won't even take this little loss—looks like your vision isn't much either. Damn, last time on the Forbes list you actually thought you were somebody. What do you think you are? Just relying on a few looks to climb up? I'm no good guy, and you're no saint either!"

"Security, throw him out!"

Ye Jiaying actually let out an angry roar; the security heard and came in.

Before the security could act,

Huang Jintang had already stood up, not hiding his sly smile: "Ms. Ye, believe it or not? If the Cloud Peak Mountain Villa project keeps lying idle, the first to be dealt with won't be me, Huang Jintang, but your backer Lin Dongfan! He's the primary responsible party—just see how he dies."

"Is that why you're so fearless?"

Ye Jiaying, who had been feeling suffocated with anger, now smiled again, laughing at his ignorance.

At this moment she finally understood why the two sides couldn't reach an agreement. The reason is simple: their cognitions are on different levels; essentially, they're playing music to a cow.

Ye Jiaying, too tired to listen to his nonsense, turned and told the security: "Throw him out!"

Two guards, upon hearing the order, moved—one left, one right—firmly gripping Huang Jintang's two arms.

Huang Jintang struggled, shaking his arms twice: "Let go of me! I'll walk out myself!" He couldn't shake free, and the two guards literally hauled him out.

In anger.

Damn, Ye, don't get too cocky early! You've really pushed me to the edge; I'd rather forego that 120 million deposit than not see this through to the end with you—we'll see who wins!

"Fine, I'll see it through to the end."

Ye Jiaying watched him go with a smile.

When it was confirmed that the other party was a reckless fool ignorant of the depths of politics, Ye Jiaying had already put away her fickle thoughts! Continuing to entrust a core project to such a scoundrel could bring endless trouble.

Lin Dongfan, who had been watching from the adjacent monitoring room, soon walked into the reception area.

"You heard all that?" Ye Jiaying asked.

Lin Dongfan nodded: "Don't waste time on him. Immediately activate the emergency plan, revoke his contracting qualifications, and re-tender. Within seven days, Cloud Peak Mountain Villa must resume work."

"Understood, I'll take care of it right away."