The commotion in the boardroom lasted for a full ten minutes.
Yang Yang's father's face was ashen as he flipped through the documents Huo Chen had provided, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.
The financial data, accurate down to two decimal places, the secret transfer records he himself had nearly forgotten—it was all laid bare for everyone to see.
"This is impossible..."
His voice was impossibly hoarse. "These documents are forged!"
Ji Xiaosong walked calmly to the projector and lightly pressed a button on the remote.
The screen switched to a surveillance video. It showed Yang Yang's father meeting secretly with Chen Mo in a private club, clearly discussing how to embezzle Huo Family funds through fake projects.
"President Yang should recognize this place."
Her voice was as calm as if she were discussing the weather. "Suite 2808 at the Hyatt Hotel, on the 18th of last month."
