Chapter 430: Not Even Giving You a Chance to Regret

Yu Ze was taken away.

At first he tried to resist, claiming he had been injured by the police and was still receiving treatment.

But Lu Zhongxin simply produced the medical diagnosis.

Since they had come, they had naturally prepared thoroughly.

The middle-aged woman stepped forward to stop them, but was blocked by Zhang Sen.

In the scuffle she clawed Zhang Sen's arm, and in the end she was taken away too on charges of assaulting a police officer and obstructing official duties.

Picking a fight with a genius performance artist—even without an injury, they can perform one for you.

Besides, they had come with the goal of wiping out the whole family.

Absolutely reasonable, legal, and by-the-book—guaranteed to leave no fault to find.

Don't you need an arrest warrant to arrest someone?

Please first understand what a "caught-in-the-act" criminal is.

When apprehending a caught-in-the-act criminal, one may detain or arrest them first, and complete the paperwork afterward.

Bai Tong Group.

Inside the chairman's office.

Yu Minghui was listening to a subordinate's work report.

"The loans from the three banks have all been approved, and the funds are expected to arrive within three days."

A man in a suit sat before the desk and handed a document to Yu Minghui for review:

"Once this acquisition is complete, our raw material costs will drop significantly. The money saved can be used to further expand production lines and processing plants, and we can also consider launching some new products."

Yu Minghui read the document carefully, a gratified smile appearing on his face from time to time.

This acquisition plan had been in preparation for a long time, and now the moment to reap the rewards had finally arrived. He raised his head and looked at the other man:

"You've worked hard during this period. Go back and rest."

The man nodded and left the office.

Only Yu Minghui remained in the office. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling city below, but his thoughts drifted off on their own.

In another week, Bai Tong Group would become the largest food-processing enterprise in Songhai.

Next, production lines and processing plants would be set up one after another in S Province, and then promoted nationwide.

Bai Tong would build the most powerful product chain at the fastest speed.

Shuanghui, Yili, Haitian, Wantwant…

These giants of the food-processing industry would, one day, be trampled under his feet.

Just as he was full of ambition and high spirits, the female secretary suddenly pushed the door open and came in.

"Chairman, bad news!"

She looked urgent, her expression panicked—she had even forgotten to knock.

Yu Minghui turned around, saw the state she was in, and a hint of displeasure showed between his brows:

"What's all the fuss about?"

He had only just gotten this secretary not long ago, and was already nearly tired of her.

If she couldn't give a proper reason, he'd take the chance to replace her.

Nowadays, with college graduates finding jobs so hard, the secretary position was extremely sought-after, with fierce competition.

Where there's competition, there are people looking for shortcuts. For young women just entering society, their bodies are the best pass.

"News came from the hospital—Yu Ze was taken away by the police, and your wife was arrested along with him."

The female secretary spoke very quickly, looking extremely anxious. As for acting skills, there was certainly nothing to criticize.

"Has he gotten into trouble again?"

Yu Minghui instinctively assumed his son had misbehaved again, but then immediately caught himself:

"That shouldn't be. He's been in the hospital these past few days, hasn't gone out."

He walked behind the desk and sat down, raised a hand to rub his brow, forcing himself to calm down.

If it wasn't something from the past few days, then some past misdeed of his son's had gone wrong.

Which one?

He knew perfectly well what kind of character his son was; the things he'd done over the years had grown more and more outrageous.

It was all his fault for being too busy with his career and indulging the child.

In his view, as long as things didn't get too out of hand, the son could do as he pleased—after all, the family had money, and at worst he could pull strings and throw money at the problem.

Facts had proven this method always worked.

Yu Minghui thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out—his son had simply committed too many evil deeds in recent years.

But all of them had been settled with money; nothing should have gone wrong.

As for who they might have offended…

Recently, there was only that little cop.

But he had asked a friend at the local police station, and the guy was just an ordinary criminal investigator who hadn't been on the job for a full year.

What kind of waves could someone like that make?

Businessmen tend to be quick-witted, and Yu Minghui, who had grown his business to such a scale, was naturally sharper than the average person.

He quickly realized the problem lay in having entrusted the wrong person. Although the other party was just a small cop, he did work at the sub-bureau.

And the local police station, as a subordinate agency, was a grassroots organization within the system, so its understanding of higher-level agencies was inevitably one-sided.

Careless!

Earlier, relying on being in the right, he hadn't mobilized his higher-level connections, thinking such a small matter wasn't worth owing anyone a favor.

To make amends after the sheep were lost, Yu Minghui immediately took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello?" The voice that came through the phone was solemn and steady.

From the tone, he could tell the other party hadn't saved Yu Minghui's number, so they had no idea who was calling.

"Leader, it's Xiao Yu here." Yu Minghui quickly identified himself.

He tried his best to reply in the gentlest, most modest tone he could manage — he remembered all too well that this leader had a terrible temper.

The person on the other end clearly didn't want to chat, and coldly spat out two words:

"Get to the point."

"It's like this." Yu Minghui replied carefully:

"My kid recently got into it with a small criminal investigator from the Hongkou branch, so I wanted to look into the guy's background."

He didn't say what the matter was — in his view, the other party wasn't in the mood to listen anyway.

"The name." The other end was still as stingy with words as ever.

Yu Minghui answered truthfully:

"Yu Dazhang."

After he said the name, he clearly heard a sharp "smack" from the phone, as if something had dropped to the floor.

Then, after a rustling of sounds, the other party's voice came through again:

"Your son is the one who fell into the water?"

Unlike the curt replies before, this time the other party's tone had clearly become hurried — even their voice was trembling slightly, revealing a barely concealed panic.

"Yes." Yu Minghui was caught off guard by the question, then quickly asked back:

"Leader, you know about this?"

"Beep beep beep~" What answered him was a busy signal.

Why did they hang up?

He thought the call had dropped, so he hurriedly dialed again, only to hear a prompt from his phone:

"The number you have dialed is temporarily unreachable."

He tried again — same result.

Sensing something was wrong, he quickly got his secretary's phone and called the other party from that.

Sure enough, this time it went through, but was hung up on almost immediately.

I've been blocked… Yu Minghui concluded at once.

Why would this happen?

He leaned back in his executive chair, analyzing the various possibilities.

The moment the other party heard the name Yu Dazhang, they immediately thought of the son falling into the water — meaning the incident had spread within the system.

From the other party's final tone, he could tell they were clearly flustered.

Their panic wasn't about the incident itself, but about being scared by the name Yu Dazhang.

Thinking of this, Yu Minghui suddenly stood up from his executive chair, muttering unconsciously:

"We're done for — this time we kicked an iron plate."

That little criminal investigator must be no simple character!

Just as he was about to pick up his phone to contact another friend inside the system, an executive suddenly pushed the door open and came in.

"Chairman, something's happened!"

The three words Yu Minghui feared most right now were "something's happened."

And this executive's face looked terrible — as if some earth-shattering disaster had truly occurred.

"What is it, go ahead."

Yu Minghui forced himself to stay calm, though inwardly his heart was already drumming.

"Tax and audit showed up at the same time, demanding to review the company's accounts and financial records."

The subordinate's voice was trembling as he said this.

Even he could see that this surprise inspection wasn't normal.

"What's the reason? They can't just show up and audit the books out of nowhere." Yu Minghui was already breaking into a sweat.

"They said someone reported us for tax evasion." The subordinate answered quickly:

"Under these circumstances, the relevant departments do indeed have the authority to review a company's accounts for a tax investigation."

This is bad… Yu Minghui immediately realized someone was out to get him.

Otherwise, the inspection wouldn't have been so sudden.

For a company to say there's not a single trick in its taxes — that's simply impossible.

There's a term for it: legitimate tax avoidance.

Whether it's legal depends on whether the specific methods fall within what the law permits.

In other words, the money saved through tax avoidance is gray income.

If no one investigates, that money is clean.

Once the investigation gets serious, gray turns black.

The key point is: whether they come after you or not.

Before Yu Minghui could even figure out who was out to get him, another executive pushed the door open and came in.

"Chairman, something's happened!"

(End of chapter)