Who's going to be the female lead's simp? Aren't the supporting female characters mor

Upon hearing Bai Jingyou's instructions, Li He naturally responded.

"Yes, brother!"

Li He nodded heavily, took the document, and left as if he had found a treasure, his steps becoming lighter.

The office door closed, cutting off Li He's footsteps.

Zhang Yi then put down her wine glass and said lazily, "Young Master Bai, your skill in managing subordinates is getting more and more refined. You're using the eldest son of the Li family as a pawn, and he's even happily cleaning the barrel for you."

"It's just a matter of mutual benefit." Bai Jingyou turned the tablet in his hand towards her. "He wants achievements, and I want an obedient mouthpiece."

"That's true, but the Jiang family isn't some nouveau riche like Zhao Hongtu." Zhang Yi's expression turned serious. "Although Jiang Han is a good-for-nothing, he has the entire Jiang family behind him. If we push him too far, the power he wields is beyond our ability to withstand."

"Therefore, we cannot give him a chance to breathe or react." Bai Jingyou tapped the screen lightly with his fingertip.

On the screen was a map of the capital city, with seven or eight locations marked with red dots.

"These are construction sites under the Zhao Group that are currently using specially supplied building materials provided by the Jiang Foundation."

Zhang Yi stared at the red dots, her pupils contracting slightly. A possibility dawned on her, and her breathing became rapid: "You..."

"Ring ring!"

Before he could finish speaking, another personal cell phone on Bai Jingyou's desk rang urgently.

The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number.

Bai Jingyou glanced at it, answered the call, and pressed the speakerphone button.

A furious, almost roaring voice came from the other end of the phone; it was Jiang Han.

"Bai Jingyou! Did you do this?!"

Bai Jingyou leaned back in his chair, his tone indifferent: "Young Master Jiang, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You don't understand?!" Jiang Han's voice sounded like it was tearing him apart over the phone. "The batch of steel bars that just arrived at my construction site failed quality inspection! No, they're basically scrap metal! And the cement, its strength doesn't even reach C20! Now all seven construction sites are shut down! The supervisors and the client are all blocking my office door!"

"Oh?" Bai Jingyou's tone finally showed a hint of surprise. "That serious? Then Young Master Jiang should investigate this carefully, lest one of his subordinates embezzle funds and cheat you."

"I'll screw your mother over!" Jiang Han completely lost his temper, cursing wildly. "This batch of goods went through your channels! It was your Deep Blue platform that connected us! Don't tell me you didn't know!"

"My channels?" Bai Jingyou chuckled. "Young Master Jiang, you can't just say whatever you want. The Deep Blue platform is merely an information matching platform. We're only responsible for providing information and ensuring smooth logistics. As for the quality of the goods, it's clearly stated in the contract that the supplier and the purchaser are solely responsible. It's all in black and white. Do you want me to have my legal department send you a copy?"

"You...!" Jiang Han was speechless, choked with embarrassment.

Of course he knew that the contract contained this clause, but he was too eager to get things done at the time, and the price offered by Bai Jingyou was really tempting. He took it for granted that Bai Jingyou was showing weakness and didn't take it seriously at all!

Who would have thought that this would turn out to be a sinkhole!

The 200 million yuan advance payment has already been made, but all we got in return was a pile of construction waste!

This is no longer just a matter of losing money. Once the label of "shoddy construction" is attached to him, Jiang Han's reputation in Beijing will be completely ruined! The Jiang family will also be disgraced!

"Bai Jingyou, you just wait! This isn't over!" Jiang Han said fiercely and slammed down the phone.

The office was quiet.

Looking at the man in front of her who remained calm and composed from beginning to end, Zhang Yi felt a chill rise up her spine.

This scheme was already set up the moment Zhao Hongtu approached Jiang Han.

First, they use low prices and convenient channels as bait, then they use contract traps to sever all ties.

Jiang Han thought he was a hunter who came to buy at rock-bottom prices, but little did he know that he was the prey who had fallen headlong into the trap.

"Right now, Jiang Han should be overwhelmed with work, busy dealing with that pile of waste." Bai Jingyou put down his phone, as if he had only dealt with a trivial matter.

"He'll put all the blame on Zhao Hongtu." Zhang Yi quickly realized the key point: "Zhao Hongtu is finished, and Jiang Han's 200 million investment has also gone down the drain."

"No, it's not just skipping stones."

Bai Jingyou stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down at the myriad lights of the city below.

"What I want is more than just making him lose money."

Just then, Chen Mo quietly pushed the door open and entered, his face more solemn than ever before.

"Boss," Chen Mo's voice was a little hoarse, "something's happened."

Bai Jingyou turned around: "Speak."

"Just five minutes ago, the tower crane at the Yujing Haoting project on the South Third Ring Road collapsed."

Zhang Yi suddenly stood up from the sofa, her face drained of all color!

Royal View Residence! That's the Zhao Group's largest project, and also the one in the best location! It's also one of the construction sites using specially supplied building materials this time!

"Casualties?" Bai Jingyou's eyes finally darkened.

"It's unclear at the moment." Chen Mo took a deep breath and handed over a tablet computer. "But... there are media present. This is a live broadcast they just released."

The screen lit up, and the image shook violently.

Under the cover of night, the searchlights at the construction site cast a stark white light.

The massive tower crane broke at an odd angle, with one half crashing onto the unfinished building and the other half lying across the ruins.

Steel bars and cement blocks were scattered all over the ground, and the scene was a mess.

In the background, there are sharp sirens, the roar of fire trucks, and reporters' desperate reporting:

"Viewers, we are currently at the construction site of Yujing Haoting on the South Third Ring Road in Beijing! Just now, a very serious tower crane collapse occurred here! According to preliminary information, this project is being developed by the Zhao Group, which recently changed its building material supplier... We will continue to follow up and report on this!"

At the end of the video, the camera gave a close-up shot.

On the broken base of the tower crane, a blurry but still recognizable logo is clearly imprinted.

That's not the Zhao family's trademark.

It has nothing to do with DeepBlue Technology.

That's the logo of the Jiang Group.

The office air was a constant 24 degrees Celsius, but the shaky live stream gave it a chilling, bone-deep feel.

Zhang Yi stared intently at the screen, her expensive wine glass tilting unnoticed, the crimson liquid dripping onto the pure white carpet, leaving a shocking stain.

"It collapsed...it really collapsed..."

She turned to look at Bai Jingyou, her eyes filled with an indescribable fear for the first time. "You...you knew this would happen? This is a major safety incident. Once it's investigated..."

"Mr. Zhang, calm down."

Bai Jingyou remained seated on the sofa, even casually flipping through a financial magazine, his tone as calm as if discussing dinner. "Firstly, the supplier is an offshore company registered overseas, with absolutely no connection to DeepBlue Technology. Secondly, the contract stipulates that samples must be sealed and tested by Party A before use. Zhao Hongtu, in his rush to meet deadlines, skipped the testing phase. What does that have to do with me?"

"But..." Zhang Yi swallowed hard, "It broke way too fast. Even though those steel bars were substandard, logically they should have lasted a month or two. How could they break just a few hours after being installed?"

This is also what puzzled Bai Jingyou.

The product he prepared for Jiang Han was indeed of inferior quality, high-carbon steel that had been phased out of the market. It was a bit brittle, but not so brittle as to be as fragile as glass.

"Boss, we've found out."

Chen Mo's voice rang out at the right moment. He swiped his tablet, pulled up an internal procurement document that he had just intercepted, and projected it onto the big screen.

"This is what Master Zhao calls chivalry." A strange sneer appeared on Chen Mo's usually expressionless face.

On the screen was a handwritten inventory receipt, the handwriting messy, but the numbers were alarming.

"Zhao Hongtu assigned this procurement task to his sworn brother, the one called Lao San," Chen Mo pointed to a note on the receipt. "After Jiang Han's 200 million yuan arrived, Lao San didn't transfer the full amount to our shell company. Instead, he withheld 30% as a service fee. To cover this shortfall, he secretly contacted a small workshop and replaced the substandard building materials we provided with even cheaper materials."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingyou paused for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Laughter echoed in the quiet office, tinged with absurdity.

"What a talent!"

Bai Jingyou closed the magazine and sighed sincerely, "I originally thought I was the one who set up the scheme, but I didn't expect that the brothers around Master Zhao were the real ones. I just wanted them to shed some blood, but these brothers wanted him dead."

This is like me wanting to sell you a beat-up car with faulty brakes, but your driver, in order to make money off fuel, just takes the brake pads off and sells them for scrap.

This can't even be called a decline in intelligence; it's the inevitable consequence of greed reaching its extreme.

Zhao Hongtu believed in brotherhood and loyalty his whole life, but in the face of huge profits, it was nothing at all.

The third brother has been poor with him for so many years, and seeing the building about to collapse, it's only human nature to try and grab what he can one last time.

"Then... what about Jiang Han?" Zhang Yi felt like her mind was a little foggy.

"Jiang Han is probably ready to kill someone right now." Bai Jingyou stood up and walked to the French windows.

Outside the window, the faint sound of police sirens pierced the night sky of Beijing.

"Chen Mo, give Young Master Jiang a hand." Bai Jingyou looked at the flashing blue and red lights in the distance, a playful smile curving his lips. "Notify our friends and get this buzz going."

"The focus should not be on the accident itself, but on the transfer of benefits between the Jiang Foundation and the Zhao Group. This suggests to the public that this may not be an accident, but a carefully planned money laundering scheme."

To kill someone is to destroy their spirit.

If you're going to play, make the water even muddier.

……

At this very moment, at the headquarters of the Zhao Group.

"Snapped!"

A valuable blue and white porcelain vase was smashed against the wall, shards flying everywhere and cutting the third brother's cheek. He didn't even dare to wipe it off, and knelt down on the ground with a thud, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

"Fourth Master! Fourth Master, I was wrong! I really didn't know it was refurbished material! The workshop owner told me it was leftover stock... I... I was just momentarily blinded by greed..."

Zhao Hongtu slumped in the armchair, his chest heaving violently, his once rosy complexion now ashen.

He pointed a trembling finger at the third brother kneeling on the ground, his lips quivering for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

That was his most trusted brother!

At this critical juncture, for the sake of tens of millions in kickbacks, they're pushing him toward his doom!

"Ring ring—"

The red phone on the table suddenly rang; it was a dedicated line, and you knew who was calling without even answering.

Zhao Hongtu stared at the phone as if it were a bomb that could explode at any moment.

He answered the phone with trembling hands.

"Zhao Hongtu!!!"

A hysterical roar came from the other end of the phone, so loud it made the receiver vibrate. "You fucking dare to frame me?! Is this your explanation?! The tower crane collapsed! Two dead, three seriously injured! Now reporters have surrounded my car! Do you want to die?! If you want to die, don't drag my Jiang family down with you!!"

"Young Master Jiang...please let me explain..." Zhao Hongtu's voice was hoarse, trembling with sobs.

"Explain your mother! Two hundred million! That's my secret stash of money! It's all over!" Jiang Han had clearly lost his temper. "Let me tell you, this isn't over! If you can't suppress this before the stock market opens tomorrow morning, I'll have you chopped up and fed to the dogs!"

"Beep beep beep..."

The call was disconnected.