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

Two o'clock in the morning, Beijing West Railway Station freight marshalling yard.

The downpour had just stopped, and the air was filled with the damp smell of rust. Searchlights pierced the night, illuminating the massive steel hub as if it were daytime.

"Clang—Clang—"

A heavy thud approached, the ground trembling slightly. A special train painted dark green slowly glided into platform three. Unlike ordinary freight trains, which were often cluttered, all the carriages of this train were covered with thick waterproof tarpaulins.

"Brother Bai, the goods have arrived."

Feng Rui, dressed in casual golf attire and holding a cigar, stood on the platform, puffing out smoke. "Two hundred tons of TC4 titanium alloy bars, 99.9% pure. Bringing you turbine blades is like using a cannon to kill a mosquito."

Bai Jingyou stood beside him, his eyes burning as he looked at the train that resembled a giant steel dragon.

"Even mosquito meat is meat, and besides, this mosquito can suck Shen Wanshan's blood." Bai Jingyou took the cigar Feng Rui offered, but didn't light it. He just sniffed it. "Thanks, Brother Feng. Deep Blue Technology will remember this favor."

"Don't give me that." Feng Rui waved his hand, smiling like an old fox. "I'm a businessman, and business is business. What I'm after is your algorithm. When you become successful in the future, don't forget to treat your brother to a share of the profits."

With a whistle, dozens of heavy trucks that had been waiting roared into the freight yard.

The loading and unloading team arranged by Ye Lingqing was like a group of well-trained worker ants, and quickly began their work.

Watching bundles of silvery-gray titanium alloy bars being hoisted onto the truck, Bai Jingyou turned to look at Chen Mo, who had remained silent behind him.

"Notify the factory to cancel all employee leave."

Bai Jingyou stuffed his cigar into his pocket, his gaze sharp under the searchlight. "Tell Zhao Xuemin that I need to turn all 200 tons of raw materials into finished products within a week. Don't stop the machines as long as they don't explode."

Chen Mo swallowed hard, feeling a chill run down his spine: "Boss, why the rush? What about the Shen family..."

"I need to be in a hurry." Bai Jingyou sneered, turned around and got into the car. "Shen Wanshan is definitely up to no good right now. I need to make things irreversible before he realizes what's going on."

……

Three days later, at the Deep Blue manufacturing base.

The once lifeless, abandoned factory has now been transformed into a tireless money-devouring behemoth.

Two hundred modified old-fashioned machine tools run day and night, their deep humming sounds converging into a chilling wave of noise.

On the screen of the CNC center, green code flows like a waterfall, as the "Light Shuttle" system is frantically pushing the limits of every machine's performance.

Boxes of incredibly precise turbine blades were sealed and packed, filling the finished product warehouse.

Although they work in three shifts, the workers' faces show no signs of fatigue; instead, they exude excitement.

The reason is simple: Bai Jingyou offered triple pay, and it was paid daily.

In this day and age, money is the best stimulant.

At 10 a.m., a black Audi A6 slowly drove into the factory area, followed by two vans with the words "Joint Law Enforcement" printed on them.

The car door opened, and seven or eight men in uniforms got out.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, carrying a briefcase, with a fleshy face and an air of superiority in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo, who was directing the loading of the truck, felt a pang of anxiety and quickly went to meet them.

"Gentlemen, this is...?"

"I'm Sun Zhigang from the District Quality Supervision Bureau." The bald man didn't even glance at Chen Mo, directly pulling out an official document stamped with a red seal. "We've received reports from the public that Hongxing Machinery Factory... oh wait, it's called Shenlan Manufacturing now, right? It's suspected of using substandard raw materials to produce inferior industrial products, posing significant safety hazards. We are now legally ordering you to suspend production for rectification, and all inventory materials are to be sealed on-site for inspection."

Chen Mo's expression changed: "Reported? Who reported us? Our raw materials are all top-quality, and our products have undergone..."

"Whether it's top-quality or not isn't up to you to decide, it's up to me." Sun Zhigang interrupted him impatiently, waving his hand. "Seal it off! Seal the warehouse door! And cut off the power to the workshop!"

The law enforcement officers behind them immediately rushed forward like wolves, ready to stick the seals on the truck that had just been loaded with goods.

The surrounding workers immediately swarmed around, holding wrenches and iron bars, their eyes filled with hostility.

"What are you doing? Trying to violently resist law enforcement?" Sun Zhigang remained completely calm, instead sneering and pointing to the surrounding security cameras. "Film everything! Let's see who dares to make a move!"

The atmosphere was tense, ready to erupt at any moment.

Just then, a calm voice came from the iron staircase on the second floor.

"Director Sun has quite the airs of an official."

Everyone looked up. They saw Bai Jingyou, dressed in gray overalls, carrying a steaming cup of coffee, slowly walking down the street.

Jiang Mengyao followed behind him, her face pale, clearly also frightened by the scene.

"Are you Bai Jingyou, the legal representative?" Sun Zhigang glanced at him sideways. "Perfect, come with us and cooperate with the investigation."

Bai Jingyou walked up to Sun Zhigang, but instead of looking at the production stoppage notice, he looked down at a piece of scrap metal that Sun Zhigang was standing on.

"Director Sun, these leather shoes are quite shiny, are they imported from Italy? It's a pity they're now dirty."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Sun Zhigang was enraged by Bai Jingyou's nonchalant attitude. "Someone has filed a formal complaint against your titanium alloy, alleging its origin is unknown and it's suspected of being smuggled! If this kind of substandard product gets on a plane and something goes wrong, can you take responsibility? Shen... cough, the higher-ups are taking this matter very seriously!"

I almost let slip the name "Second Young Master Shen".

Bai Jingyou's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Unknown source? Didn't Director Sun do his homework before coming?"

"I don't care about your homework!" Sun Zhigang roared impatiently. "Without a valid civilian purchase invoice and certificate of origin, this batch of goods is smuggled! Not only will it be confiscated, but you'll also be fined three times the value of the goods!"

Two hundred tons of titanium alloy, worth two hundred million yuan.

A fine of three times that amount is 600 million.

This is going to destroy the Bai family.

Shen Wanshan's move was indeed ruthless.

"Invoices? Quality inspection certificates?" Bai Jingyou shook his head slightly, then turned to Jiang Mengyao, "Mengyao, take that stack of documents to Director Sun for a look."

Although Jiang Mengyao was nervous, she remained relatively calm. She took a photocopy from the folder and handed it over.

"This...this is impossible..." Fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on Sun Zhigang's forehead. "How could this be military allocation..."

"Why not?" Bai Jingyou stepped forward, his voice low but piercing. "Director Sun, you want to seal my warehouse? Fine. But if this shipment is delayed, who will take responsibility... you, or Shen Wanshan behind you?"

Sun Zhigang's face turned deathly pale instantly.

In the case of a typical business dispute, he has a hundred ways to ruin Bai Jingyou.

But if this serious accusation is leveled against him, not only will he suffer, but even his boss will be in deep trouble!

"Misunderstanding...this might be a misunderstanding..." Sun Zhigang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, tossing the seal on the ground like a hot potato. "We just received a report and were just following procedures..."

"Routine procedure?" Bai Jingyou sneered, then suddenly raised his voice, "Who just said my product was substandard? Who said my raw materials were smuggled goods?"

Sun Zhigang explained incoherently, while giving his subordinates meaningful glances, "Since there's no problem, we'll leave now! We won't disturb your work!"

After saying that, the group of people, as if they had seen a ghost, scrambled into their car and fled in a panic, even forgetting the production stoppage notice on the ground.

Watching the law enforcement vehicle disappear in a flash, Chen Mo let out a long sigh of relief, feeling his back completely soaked with sweat.

……

Meanwhile, at the Shen family villa.

"Snapped!"

Another expensive antique vase has been reduced to pieces.

Shen Wanshan had lost his former elegance; his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot, making him look like a wounded wild beast.

Sun Zhigang just called, crying and begging as he recounted the whole story.

"Military...strategic materials..." Shen Wanshan gritted his teeth, forcing out the words, "Bai Jingyou! You've got some nerve! You actually dared to drag that mad dog Feng Rui into this!"

Lin Lan, standing to the side, was so frightened that she trembled and dared not even breathe.

"Second Young Master, what... what do we do now? Those machine tool suppliers are still pressing for final payments. If we can't bring down Bai Jingyou, this batch of equipment will rot in our hands, and our cash flow will..."

"Shut up!" Shen Wanshan whirled around, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. "You only lost one game, it's not over yet!"

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He walked to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a glass of strong liquor, and drank it all in one gulp.

"He won in terms of technology and distribution channels, but he forgot one thing." Shen Wanshan put down his wine glass, a sinister glint in his eyes. "The land for DeepBlue Technology's factory, the property certificate for that land, it seems... is still mortgaged to the bank?"

Lin Lan's eyes lit up: "You mean...?"