Please, mature women, have some self-respect. I just want a raise and a promotion.

The two chatted for a while longer before Lin Zheng got up to say goodbye.

In the afternoon, Lin Zheng went directly to the headquarters of Tenghua Group.

Ma Cuihua's office door was closed, and the sound of her making a phone call could be heard from inside.

Lin Zheng raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Ma Cuihua's voice carried a hint of impatience.

Lin Zheng pushed open the door and entered. Ma Cuihua was sitting behind her desk, holding a phone in her hand.

Upon seeing that it was Lin Zheng, Ma Cuihua was taken aback at first, and then her brows furrowed.

"Lin Zheng? What brings you here?"

"Mr. Ma, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Lin Zheng walked over and sat down opposite her, speaking calmly.

Ma Cuihua spoke a few words into the phone, hung up, leaned back in her chair, and looked at him coldly.

"What is it? Tell me."

Lin Zheng took a file folder out of his bag and placed it on the table.

"Mr. Ma, please take a look at this first."

Ma Cuihua glanced at the file bag but didn't reach for it.

"What is it?"

"Zhou Hailong gave it to me."

Ma Cuihua's expression remained unchanged as she asked, "What did Zhou Hailong give you?"

"Your transfer records with Liu Kaishan, and evidence of your embezzlement of company funds."

As Lin Zheng spoke, he pushed the file bag forward.

"Mr. Ma, what do you think the consequences would be if these were handed over to the Discipline Inspection Commission?"

Ma Cuihua stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed.

"Lin Zheng, do you think you can scare me with a few receipts?"

"Can you trust Zhou Hailong?"

Lin Zheng said, "I don't trust him, but he told me that you asked him to give me fake documents so that he could turn around and accuse me when I report him."

"Mr. Ma, your strategy of turning the tables on us was truly brilliant."

"Unfortunately, you miscalculated one step."

"What?" Ma Cuihua frowned, her expression gradually changing.

"Zhou Hailong confessed everything last night."

Lin Zheng leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it.

"He said you made him give me fake documents and that he also asked someone to frame me at the club."

"Some of those things are real, and some are fake."

"The transfer records and call recordings are genuine, but the signed documents are fake."

"You want me to report you with fake documents, and then you turn around and accuse me of slander, and kick me out of the game."

"Mr. Ma, am I right?"

Ma Cuihua's face turned ashen; she hadn't expected Zhou Hailong to suddenly switch sides and reveal all her plans.

"Lin Zheng, stop making baseless accusations."

"You say Zhou Hailong confessed, but where's the evidence?"

"Without evidence, you are slandering me."

I can sue you for defamation.

She absolutely cannot back down at this point, otherwise Lin Zheng will lead her by the nose.

"evidence?"

Lin Zheng smiled, took out his phone from his pocket, opened a recording, and placed it on the table.

The recording contains Zhou Hailong's voice from last night in the warehouse.

"It was Ma Cuihua...she made me do it..."

"She asked me to give you fake documents, and then she arranged for someone to frame you at the club..."

"She said that if anything happens to you, those documents will be worthless..."

"Mr. Ma, does this count as evidence?" Lin Zheng asked.

Ma Cuihua remained silent for a moment, then suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"Lin Zheng, do you think you can threaten me by recording a conversation?"

Who is Zhou Hailong? A gambler, a criminal who embezzled public funds.

"Who can believe his words?"

"And you recorded the conversation without permission, which is illegal."

"I can sue you."

"Sue me?"

Lin Zheng stubbed out his cigarette and said, "Mr. Ma, sue me if you want. I've already made a backup of everything."

"If you sue me, these things will end up on the disciplinary committee's desk."

"In that case, we'll all be finished."

Ma Cuihua's expression shifted between light and dark as she stared intently at Lin Zheng.

After a long while, she finally spoke, "Lin Zheng, what exactly do you want?"

"It's very simple."

Lin Zheng stood up, walked up to her, and looked down at her.

"First, you must stop interfering in the project."

"Secondly, you need to help me expedite the payment from Tianlong Company. I know you have a relationship with Li Ting."

"Third, from now on, you must unconditionally stand by my side in the company."

Ma Cuihua sneered, "What makes you think you can?"

"Because I have dirt on you."

"Mr. Ma, you have no other choice."

Ma Cuihua stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears almost came out.

"Lin Zheng, do you really think what you have in your hands is real?"

Lin Zheng frowned: "What do you mean?"

"The things Zhou Hailong gave you are indeed genuine."

"But do you think I would leave him with any real leverage over me?"

Ma Cuihua stood up, placed her hands on the desk, leaned forward, and looked directly at Lin Zheng.

"I'm telling you, I deliberately let him get those transfer records."

"I deliberately let him take pictures of those documents and receipts."

"The purpose is to lure you in."

"You think you're outsmarting me, but you've actually been in my trap all along."

"You let him get it on purpose?"

"That's right."

Ma Cuihua laughed and said, "I saw through Zhou Hailong a long time ago."

"He was greedy, a gambler, and a coward."

"I deliberately let him know some things, and deliberately let him film some things."

"I'm just waiting for the day someone comes to investigate me."

"Then I'll have that person use false evidence to file a report, and I can easily kick them out with a smear campaign."

"Lin Zheng, do you think you're so smart?"

"Actually, I've been plotting against you from the very beginning."

Lin Zheng frowned; this was all a scheme orchestrated by Ma Cuihua.

"So, what are you planning to do now?" Ma Cuihua asked.

"You used those fake pieces of evidence to report me?"

"Go ahead, I'll be waiting."

"I'd like to see who ends up in the end."

Lin Zheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

"Mr. Ma, you are truly remarkable."

"But do you think I don't have a backup plan?"

Ma Cuihua was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

Lin Zheng took another USB drive out of his pocket and waved it in his hand.

"This was given to me by Zhou Hailong last night."

He said this was his last trump card.

"The underground parking garage, do you remember it?"

Ma Cuihua's expression changed, and she reached out to snatch it.

Lin Zheng took a step back and carefully put the USB drive away.

"Mr. Ma, don't worry."

"If this stuff gets out, it could ruin your life."

"Do you believe it or not?"

Ma Cuihua's face was deathly pale, and her lips trembled as she couldn't speak.

"Lin Zheng, you...you mustn't do anything rash."

"Reckless behavior?"

Lin Zheng laughed and said, "Mr. Ma, I've never liked to act recklessly."

"But if you insist on forcing me, then I don't mind playing along to the end."

That's all for today. I'm taking my things with me.

"When we use it depends on your performance."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Lin Zheng stepped into the elevator and breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, he won.

Now that Ma Cuihua has something on her hands, she's scared.

This is enough.