To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Jiang Jinhuan closed the file, looked up at her, and said, "Sister Yao, if you want me to manage this area, I need completely independent authority."

Accounting transactions, personnel allocation, and fund flows must not be interfered with by anyone without my knowledge.

Sister Yao looked at him and nodded: "Of course, from now on, you'll be in charge of the gray market in Hong Kong."

She stood up, walked to the window, and said with her back to him, "Some of those accounts were handled directly by Uncle Tai, so be careful when you're checking them."

"Uncle Tai's side of people is too complicated; you might offend someone. But don't worry, if you can't handle it, I can!"

Jiang Jinhuan's fingers paused slightly.

"I see."

He took the document, left the office, returned to his room, closed the door, and flipped through the list again.

If Tai Shu directly handled the accounts, and if he could find the true flow of those records, even just a complete financial chain, it would be enough for the police to open a case.

That evening, Jiang Jinhuan drove to an inconspicuous tea restaurant in the old town of Gangcheng.

He sat down in a corner and ordered a lemon tea.

About ten minutes later, a short-haired woman wearing a black jacket pushed open the door, glanced around, and went straight to sit down opposite him.

Yin Ruonan glanced at him, her tone casual as if in conversation: "What have you been busy with lately?"

Jiang Jin Huan asked, "Can your men be sure I'm not being followed?"

"Okay, by the way, no one has been following you for a while now. They seem to trust you quite a bit. Is it because of that woman, Yao Jing?"

Jiang Jin Huan did not answer.

He doesn't deny that this was one of the reasons; it was because of Yao Jing's attention that he was able to quickly establish himself here.

Jiang Jinhuan placed his phone on the table, screen down, and pushed it over: "I checked the dock accounts."

I discovered that two of the funds were transferred directly from Jiangcheng, through channels not recorded in Sister Yao's accounts.

I suspect it's Uncle Tai's own private account.

Yin Ruonan's eyes lit up. "Where did you get this?"

"Sister Yao gave me the authority to sort out the accounts of the gray industry. She now wants to launder these businesses, but the previous accounts were too messy, and many of them pointed to Jiangcheng as the source."

I'm still investigating who handled it, through what channels, and how many people were involved.

After reading it, Yin Ruonan pushed the phone back: "Be careful, don't let them find out you're investigating these things. Let me know if you need my cooperation."

Jiang Jinhuan put away his phone: "There is indeed something."

"explain!"

He put down his cup. "Sister Yao told me that some of those accounts were directly handled by Uncle Tai."

But she reminded me to be careful, that she probably knew some inside information, but she didn't intend to reveal it.

If I can obtain complete records of the few transactions that Tai-shu handled, your chain of evidence will be complete.

Yin Ruonan was silent for a few seconds, then said, "What are your chances of getting it?"

"She's slowly giving me more authority; if all goes well, I should be able to find a breakthrough within a month."

Yin Ruonan stood up, zipped up her coat, and paused in front of him before leaving.

He whispered, "Don't rush things. Your personal safety is more important than evidence."

She turned and left, disappearing into the crowds of the port city at night.

Jiang Jinhuan remained seated, tapping his finger lightly on the table. "Should I create an opportunity for Jiang Zhe now?"

Jiang Jinhuan looked at the documents in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Jiang Zhe, brother, I wonder if you've learned anything from those few days in jail. Fine, I'll give you a little pointers, after all, you're still useful! It wouldn't be good if Uncle Tai killed you so easily!"

……

A few days passed quickly.

Uncle Tai was looking at the account books in his office at that moment.

He turned two pages and frowned.

Why is the payment cycle for these few transactions half a month longer than last month?

The accountant stood at the table, sweat beading on his forehead: "Uncle Tai, they're currently reviewing old accounts in Hong Kong, and several cash payments are temporarily held back..."

Uncle Tai slammed the ledger shut: "Who ordered the inventory?"

"Sister Yao said that in order to clear up the previous accounts, they need to go through the old transaction records again."

Uncle Tai's face darkened.

He didn't speak, but tapped his fingers on the table several times.

He seemed a little anxious!

He had agreed to launder the accounts, but he hadn't expected the timing of the audit to be so coincidental.

The coincidence made him almost vomit blood!

However, he couldn't think of any other reason besides believing it was a coincidence.

He didn't believe that someone, someone so far away in the port city, could know so much about what was going on here, and that he could be settling accounts at this very time!

Half a month, no more, no less, but enough to make him suffer!

"Okay, I understand. Tell Yao Jing to keep a close eye on that guy. If anything goes wrong, they can kill him on the spot!"

The series of setbacks fueled his anger towards Jiang Jin Huan.

If it weren't for Jiang Jinhuan, the Qin and Song families wouldn't be chasing after him like mad dogs!

He didn't even have the chance to resort to desperate measures.

The Qin family was once the dominant family, and they still wield considerable influence.

Not to mention the Song family now.

If he dares to take the risk, he will definitely face the furious retaliation from the Qin and Song families.

You won't even know how you died!

"You damned bastard, if I find out you were the one who tipped me off, I'll make you pay dearly!"

The person next to him narrowed his pupils slightly.

These days, their lives have improved a lot, and as someone close to Uncle Tai, he naturally knows who brought these things.

It's fair to say that no one here would harbor ill will towards their benefactors.

Therefore, his impression of Jiang Jin Huan was still quite good.

He was somewhat surprised to hear what Uncle Tai said.

However, he had no choice but to agree, since Uncle Tai was their boss.

The port city received the news quickly.

The Miss Hong Kong looked at the message with a cold smile. "Uncle Tai, if you want to mess with him, don't blame me for being impolite! I don't care about anyone else, but he's absolutely out of the question!"

The Miss Hong Kong made a phone call: "Go, strengthen the security around Xiao Heng, and keep a close eye on anyone from Jiang Cheng! If they are Jiang Zhe's men, take them into custody immediately!"

"It's Sister Yao! We know exactly who those subordinates are. If they're Jiang Zhe's bastards, we'll make sure they come here upright and walk sideways!"

No one is allowed to mess with our God of Wealth!

Just then, the situation in Jiangcheng became strange.

Let's not even talk about how badly Uncle Tai is feeling.

Qin Lan seemed to have caught wind of something. Taking advantage of the brief cash flow problems in Uncle Tai's Hong Kong operations, she cut off two important intermediary channels in Uncle Tai's hands in one fell swoop.

Following closely behind, Song Qingci used business tactics to block a new project that Uncle Tai was preparing to use to whitewash his image, and the project owner withdrew his investment directly.

Uncle Tai sat in his office, and after finishing the third phone call, he threw his phone onto the table.

My phone almost broke!

Even Uncle Tai's usually composed face showed signs of anger!

"What exactly happened?"

Uncle Tai roared angrily, "Why is it that the Qin family always manages to strike just when we show a weakness?"