Unlimited Black Cards! A Mysterious and Wealthy Young Lady!

The vehicle smoothly navigated the traffic of Shanghai, the windows blocking out the outside noise, and the cabin was so quiet that only the faint sound of the air conditioner could be heard.

Sitting in the back seat, Jiang Wenxi slowly closed her eyes. Her long, curled eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids, and her nerves, which had been tense all day, finally relaxed a little.

Reviewing the day's events in my mind, I realized that the details of the cooperation between the two investment companies had been finalized, and the research institute responsible for the development of the skin-healing gel had also been connected. All that remained was to follow up on the contract signing.

However, the other three partners, as well as the research institute with military background, still need further negotiation and confirmation, and the follow-up work remains arduous.

"Miss, should we go straight to the restaurant now, or..." Jiang Yan, in the passenger seat, turned slightly to the side, speaking very softly, afraid of disturbing the person resting in the back seat.

He knew that this young lady was decisive and ruthless in her actions, and rarely let her guard down.

"Let's go home and eat. I'll prepare Western food." Jiang Wenxi's voice carried a hint of imperceptible fatigue. After saying this, she closed her eyes again, adjusted her breathing, and entered a light sleep.

"Okay," Jiang Yan replied, then whispered something to the driver in the front seat. The vehicle smoothly turned around and headed towards the Jiang family villa.

More than half an hour later, the vehicle slowly drove into the courtyard of the Jiang family villa, passed through the neatly trimmed garden, and finally stopped at the entrance of the main house.

As soon as Jiang Wenxi opened the car door, she smelled a faint aroma of cream and black truffle in the air.

Upon entering the dining room, the long solid wood dining table was already neatly set with tableware, and several exquisite Western dishes were arranged in a staggered manner, clearly prepared in advance by the family's servants.

Jiang Wenxi walked straight to the head of the table, sat down, and elegantly cut her steak with a knife and fork.

The tender meat bled slightly under the knife and fork, its aroma growing stronger, yet her expression remained calm, as if she were simply doing something ordinary.

Just then, Jiang Yan's voice broke the restaurant's silence again: "Miss, Qiao Jie has explicitly refused to pay the 7.5 million yuan in compensation. Lawyer Yang Mingxin called this afternoon to inform you and asked if you want to initiate legal proceedings directly."

Upon hearing the name "Qiao Jie," Jiang Wenxi paused in her steak-cutting motion, then casually put a small piece of steak into her mouth, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it.

She put down her knife and fork, picked up a napkin, and slowly wiped her mouth and fingers. When she looked up, there was no trace of languor in her eyes, only a cold sharpness.

"Since he doesn't know what's good for him, there's no need to leave him any room for maneuver."

Jiang Wenxi's voice was as cold as ice. "Have lawyer Yang Mingxin collect evidence of the Qiao family company's violations, focusing on tax evasion and illegal business operations, and report them directly. If he wants to be dishonest, I'll help him 'be honest'."

"Oh, right, there's no need to hold back."

"Yes, Miss, I'll go and talk to Attorney Yang Mingxin right away." Jiang Yan replied, then turned and tiptoed out of the restaurant.

Jiang Wenxi stopped eating and got up to walk towards her bedroom on the third floor. After a long day of travel, she really needed to wash up and rest.

I never thought that having money would still be just as exhausting.

Meanwhile, in a law firm downtown, Yang Mingxin's assistant, Xiao Chen, was tidying up the documents on the table when he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother Yang, what did President Jiang say? Are they really going to file a lawsuit directly?"

Yang Mingxin leaned back in his office chair, tapping his fingertips on the desk, and said in a deep voice, "President Jiang said that he will have Jiang Yan send over the evidence of the Qiao family company's tax evasion, and then submit it directly to the court to initiate the prosecution process simultaneously."

"Huh? So decisive?" Xiao Chen paused, his face full of surprise. "Aren't you going to arrange a meeting with them first? Maybe we can resolve this privately and avoid further trouble..."

Yang Mingxin glanced at him, his tone tinged with disdain: "You think this is just an ordinary civil dispute? What kind of status does President Jiang have? The moment Qiao Jie refused to pay compensation, he lost the right to negotiate. President Jiang never does anything he's not confident about. Since he dared to ask for 7.5 million, he must have the confidence to make the Qiao family pay."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone on the table vibrated; it was an email from Jiang Yan.

When Yang Mingxin opened the document, he found it filled with the Qiao family company's financial statements and tax declaration records for the past few years, as well as clearly marked details of tax evasion. The chain of evidence was so complete it was alarming.

Yang Mingxin grew increasingly alarmed as he looked at the screen, his fingertips swiping across the screen, his gaze growing increasingly serious.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "So, President Jiang had already prepared for both scenarios. If the Qiao family is sensible enough to pay up, this matter will end here; if they are not, this evidence will be the last straw that breaks the Qiao family's back."

"You've already compiled the evidence so quickly?" Xiao Chen leaned over to take a look and was also shocked.

"Don't just stand there," Yang Mingxin said, putting away his phone and standing up.

"Organize and archive these documents, and submit them to the tax authorities and the court first thing tomorrow morning to expedite the prosecution process."

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away!" Xiao Chen quickly agreed, picked up the documents, and strode out.

On the other side, Jiang Wenxi had just entered the bedroom and was about to grab a change of clothes to wash up when a system notification suddenly sounded in her mind: [Congratulations, host, you have obtained asset rights: Lifetime Black Card for the Elegant Luxury Private Club in Shanghai.] A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Wenxi's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure; she had almost forgotten about this right.

Just as I finished processing the news, my phone suddenly rang, and the words "Fu Siya" appeared on the screen.

She pressed the answer button, and Fu Siya's lively and cheerful voice immediately came from the other end of the line: "Wenxi! Come out and play!"

"Now?" Jiang Wenxi raised an eyebrow, glanced at the darkening sky outside the window, and asked hesitantly.

"Yes, yes!" Fu Siya's voice was seductive. "The wonderful nightlife is just beginning! Are you tired after a long day? It's perfect to come out and relax. I've found something good for you!"

"No, I'm a little tired." Jiang Wenxi rubbed her temples, really not in the mood for socializing.

"No way!" Fu Siya exclaimed anxiously, "You need to relax when you're tired! Let me tell you, this time I've found you a whole bunch of handsome young men, all of them good-looking and clean-cut. Come and take a look! If you're tired, let them massage your shoulders and legs, I guarantee you'll feel so comfortable you won't want to leave!"

Hearing Fu Siya's persistent pleading, Jiang Wenxi sighed helplessly and finally gave in: "Okay, send me the address."

"Great! I'll send it to you right away!" Fu Siya hung up the phone excitedly.