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DeepBlue Technology Building, top floor, CEO's office.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows cut the night view of Beijing into neat squares, and the neon lights reflected on the wine glass in Bai Jingyou's hand, refracting a scarlet glow.

"The progress bar has been stuck at 99% for ten minutes."

Ye Lingqing sat on the leather sofa, legs crossed, holding a freshly printed document in her hand, but her gaze was fixed on the holographic projection on the wall. "You did this on purpose?"

On the screen, the progress bar representing the reconstruction of Jiang's logistics system was crawling at a maddeningly slow pace.

"Too fast, they'll think that buying a system for 200,000 yuan a set is a waste." Bai Jingyou swirled his wine glass, a playful smirk on his lips. "We need to make them feel that Deep Blue's engineers are working tirelessly, day and night, to save their mess."

"Actually, it's just your server running scripts automatically in the background," Ye Lingqing bluntly exposed.

"I see through it but won't say it." Bai Jingyou turned around and looked at Ye Lingqing. "President Ye, you're not here to visit so late at night just to stare at the progress bar, are you?"

Ye Lingqing threw the documents in her hand onto the coffee table with a crisp thud.

"The current turnover rate at Jiangjia Logistics Park is 45%." Ye Lingqing picked up the black tea in front of her, her tone as calm as if she were talking about the weather. "At seven o'clock tonight, the labor dispatch company under Black Sword Security set up a stall at the entrance of Jiangjia Logistics Park."

Bai Jingyou raised an eyebrow: "Set up a stall?"

"We're hiring drivers." Ye Lingqing blew on the steam from her tea. "The base salary is 20% higher than the Jiang family's, and all five social insurances and one housing fund will be paid in full. Moreover, we promise never to delay wages. As you know, the Jiang family has been holding back their drivers' performance bonuses for three months due to financial difficulties."

"Taking advantage of someone's misfortune, you really know how to play the game." Bai Jingyou laughed.

This is Ye Lingqing.

Bai Jingyou cut off the Jiang family's system, so Ye Lingqing went to undermine the Jiang family.

Without a system, the car can't move; without a driver, the car still can't move.

"This is called the rational flow of talent." Ye Lingqing put down her teacup, her eyes suddenly turning cold. "That idiot Jiang Feng thought everything would be fine as long as the system was restored. But he forgot that it's not machines that drive the cars, it's people. After tonight, at least half of Jiang's Logistics' vehicles will be unmanned, even if the system is fixed."

"That's perfect." Bai Jingyou snapped his fingers. "I didn't plan on having all their cars running anyway."

"What do you mean?"

"Chen Mo."

Chen Mo, who had been standing in the shadows, stepped forward and connected his tablet to the large screen.

"Boss, the data cleaning is complete." Chen Mo pushed up his glasses, countless fluctuating data streams flashing across the lenses. "Although Jiang's system is still being upgraded, all the underlying data has been synchronized to our database. We've discovered some... very interesting things."

The screen then switched to a complex heat map of logistics in Beijing.

About one-third of the light spots appeared to be an eerie gray.

"What is this?" Ye Lingqing frowned.

"These are the vehicles listed on Jiang's Logistics' books." Bai Jingyou walked to the screen and lightly tapped a gray dot. "According to Jiang's Group's financial report last year, their logistics fleet has 3,000 heavy trucks, which allowed them to apply for huge fuel subsidies and road administration benefits. But after our Deep Blue Sky Eye system connected, it discovered..."

Bai Jingyou paused, his smile turning cold: "Of these three thousand vehicles, eight hundred have no GPS signal at all."

Ye Lingqing's pupils contracted slightly: "Did something go wrong?"

"No, they don't exist." Bai Jingyou turned around, his voice low. "Or rather, they only exist in the Jiang family's ledgers, in the reports used to fraudulently obtain subsidies. In reality, these are eight hundred ghost cars."

Receiving a salary without working.

This is the most secretive and also the most profitable unspoken rule in the logistics industry.

"Eight hundred heavy trucks, annual maintenance costs, depreciation costs, fuel subsidies, insurance premiums..." Ye Lingqing quickly calculated the bill in her mind, her expression changing slightly, "This is at least a black hole of two hundred million."

"That's not all," Chen Mo added. "Of the remaining two thousand-plus vehicles, more than 30% have actual mileage that is significantly different from the reimbursed fuel costs. Simply put, someone is frantically stealing fuel or exaggerating mileage. And these exaggerated costs ultimately flow into several offshore accounts overseas."

Ye Lingqing suddenly looked up at Bai Jingyou: "Jiang Fengqian did this?"

"Besides this second young master, who else would have the audacity to undermine their own family under the old man's very nose?" Bai Jingyou sneered. "Although Jiang Feng wasn't in the capital before, he had already reached into the core lifeline of the family business in recent years in order to maintain his so-called ostentation and investments."

Before this, the Jiang family used an outdated local area network system with messy accounts, which was also to facilitate embezzlement.

But they never dreamed that the Deep Blue system they were forced to switch to was a highly precise X-ray machine.

Faced with absolute data, all tricks will be exposed.

"What do you plan to do?" Ye Lingqing stared at the alarming gray dots on the screen. "Hand this evidence over to the Economic Crime Investigation Department? That's enough to put Jiang Feng in jail for life."

"No, handing him over to the police would be too easy on him."

Bai Jingyou walked back to his desk, picked up the "Poaching Report" that Ye Lingqing had brought, and casually threw it into the shredder.

"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit. If outsiders are involved, the Jiang family will only unite against a common enemy. But if it's a member of the Jiang family who discovers there's a rat in their own ranks..."

Bai Jingyou took a USB drive from the drawer and tossed it to Chen Mo.

"Pack this 'In-depth Analysis Report on the Anomalies in Jiang's Logistics Operations' and send it to Grandpa Jiang. Remember to use the highest priority encrypted channel to push it directly to his personal tablet that he uses to play with walnuts."

"The Jiang family is now like a frightened bird. This 200 million yuan black debt is the last mountain that will break the camel's back."

"Oh, right." Bai Jingyou seemed to remember something and turned to look at Ye Lingqing, "You just said you were trying to poach the Jiang family's driver?"

"Um."

"Let's change the strategy slightly." Bai Jingyou's eyes gleamed with calculation. "Don't poach them all. Keep the drivers who overstated their fuel costs the most. Because once the old man sees this report, these people will be the witnesses Jiang Feng least wants to see in this world, yet will have to confront."

Ye Lingqing looked at the young man in front of her and felt a chill inexplicably rise up from the back of her neck.

He not only wanted to win, but also to make the Jiang family father and son fight each other and grandfather and grandson turn against each other.

"Bai Jingyou," Ye Lingqing took a deep breath, "Fortunately, we are allies."

"Of course." Bai Jingyou raised his glass and gently touched the now-cold red tea in front of Ye Lingqing. "For friendship."

……

The old Jiang family house, study.

A strong medicinal smell filled the air. Old Master Jiang leaned back in his armchair, twirling two not-so-round walnuts in his hand.

That was just replaced a couple of days ago; the old one had been smashed to pieces.

"Has the system been restored?" The old man asked, his eyes closed and his voice hoarse.

The butler stood aside and cautiously replied, "Sir, it's just been restored. The technician Zhang Yi sent said that the data is being initialized, and there might be some... abnormal alarms."

"Something's wrong?" Old Master Jiang opened his eyes, his cloudy gaze revealing exhaustion. "As long as the truck can move and the goods can be delivered, what does a little something wrong matter? Tell Jiang Feng to keep a close eye on things. If anything goes wrong again, I'll break his legs!"

"Yes."

Just as the butler was about to leave, the tablet computer on the study desk suddenly lit up.

That was a terminal gifted by DeepBlue Technology, specifically designed to display real-time data from the "boss's perspective".

"bite."

A crisp notification sound rang out in the quiet study, sounding particularly jarring.

A striking red exclamation mark popped up on the screen.

Grandpa Jiang frowned and reached for the tablet.

"What utter nonsense..."

He opened the report.

The first page contains a list of license plate numbers for 800 "ghost cars," along with a comparison chart showing their three-year history of zero driving records and full expense reimbursement records.

Grandpa Jiang's hand trembled slightly.

He turned to the second page.

Those were several complex charts showing the flow of funds. The huge sums that should have been paid to gas stations and repair shops, after several complicated transfers, eventually ended up in an overseas account called Maple Leaf Capital.

Maple leaves.

Jiang Feng's "Maple".

Grandpa Jiang's breathing became rapid, and his chest heaved violently.

He stared intently at the account name, as if trying to bore a hole through the screen.

He always believed that the Jiang family was in trouble because the external enemies were too powerful.

He had always thought that although Jiang Feng was mediocre, he was at least loyal to the family.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was suddenly sprayed onto the expensive tablet screen.

The crimson bloodstains covered the character "枫" (feng), making it look shocking.

"Master! Master!" The butler was terrified and rushed over to support the swaying old man.

Old Master Jiang shoved the butler aside, pointed his blood-stained finger at the door, and let out a dying, beast-like roar:

"Bring that beast back here!"

"Take the law!!!"

……

Meanwhile, Jiang's Logistics Park.

Jiang Feng was standing in front of the large screen in the dispatch center, watching the green dots representing vehicles light up again, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Finally... finally I'm alive."

He wiped the cold sweat from his brow, turned to his trusted men, and said, "Pass the word: ship orders through the night! Clear out all the backlogged orders! As long as we can hold off this wave, we still have a chance..."

"Second Young Master."

The confidant's face suddenly turned deathly pale. Pointing to a corner of the large screen, he asked, "You...you see what's going on there?"

Jiang Feng turned around in confusion.

Suddenly, a huge dialog box popped up in the upper right corner of the screen.

That's the Deep Blue system's all-user broadcast function, usually used to announce emergency road conditions.

But at this moment, what's displayed isn't road conditions, but a list.

A list filled with names of those who embezzle, falsify reports, and receive salaries without working.

At the very top of the list, four large characters were prominently displayed:

[Internal Audit Disclosure]

The entire dispatch hall fell into a deathly silence.

Hundreds of dispatchers, drivers who rushed to work overtime, and management all had their eyes focused on that screen.

That was Jiang Feng's death warrant.

Jiang Feng's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his phone slipping out of his pocket.

The screen lit up, displaying the tenth missed call from the housekeeper.

……

DeepBlue Technology's top level.

Bai Jingyou watched as Jiang Feng collapsed to the ground amidst the chaotic scene of people pointing and whispering around him, as the real-time monitoring footage transmitted from the Jiang family's dispatch center appeared on the screen.

"That's the power of data transparency."

Bai Jingyou turned off the screen and turned to look out the window. The eastern sky was already showing a hint of dawn.

"It's dawn."

Standing behind him, Chen Mo asked in a low voice, "Boss, the Jiang family has suffered a major blow this time, and the old man is probably going to clean house. Should we take this opportunity to acquire shares in Jiang's Logistics?"

"No."

Bai Jingyou shook his head, a deeper scheming glint in his eyes.

"The Jiang family is an elephant. Even if it falls, its skeleton is too heavy. If the current Shenlan tries to take it, it will suffer from indigestion."

He turned around, picked up a new document from the table, the cover of which read "Tender Proposal for the Old City Renovation Project in the Eastern District of Beijing".

"Moreover, we can't keep focusing on the past." Bai Jingyou's fingers tapped lightly on the document. "The Jiang family is just a stumbling block on the road. The real gold mine is here."

"Any news from Chen He?"

Chen Mo nodded: "Patriarch Chen said he is very interested in that project and would like to invite you to the horse farm this weekend to discuss it."