Dai Shiya stood in the middle of the study, her eyes as sharp as an eagle, scanning everyone present.
Zhang Qiang's hysteria and crazy laughter echoed in the study, like a piercing alarm, making people palpitate.
The evidence she held tightly in her hand was like a double-edged sword, threatening her position and testing her wisdom.
The middle-level managers of the family retreated one after another, whispering to each other, and their voices were small, but they pierced Dai Shiya's eardrums like fine needles.
"Could this be true?" "She has been hiding something?" "Have we been deceived by her?"
Dai Shiya closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her inner fluctuations.
She knew that at this moment, she could not show any panic.
She slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were like torches, and she looked directly at Zhang Qiang.
"Zhang Qiang," her voice was cold and steady, "Do you think this forged evidence can make me surrender?"
Zhang Qiang's face became more ferocious, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Falsified evidence? Tell me, where are the flaws?"
Dai Shiya smiled slightly, and this smile contained endless confidence and calmness.
"You underestimate me, Zhang Qiang. I know what you want, and I know you will do anything to achieve your goal. But what you didn't expect is that I have already laid out layers of defense."
The atmosphere in the study became more and more tense, as if the air was frozen.
Dai Shiya's husband stood aside, his eyes full of support and trust.
He gently shook her hand, giving her strong strength.
"I want you to withdraw all your slander against me immediately and apologize publicly to the family members." Dai Shiya's voice was firm and powerful, like a hammer hitting everyone's heart.
Zhang Qiang's face turned livid, he clenched his teeth, and his eyes flashed with unwillingness and anger.
"Do you think I will give in so easily?"
"You will," Dai Shiya said coldly, "because you no longer have a foothold in the family. What you have done has long been seen by me."
Her words were like ice, piercing Zhang Qiang's heart.
His hands began to tremble, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead again.
"You..." Zhang Qiang tried to fight back, but his voice stopped at the same moment.
A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, as if he suddenly realized something.
Dai Shiya stared at him coldly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
"I will let you know what it means to play with fire and get burned."
Zhang Qiang's laughter stopped abruptly, and the whole study fell into a dead silence.
Dai Shiya turned around abruptly, walked to the desk, and carefully examined the documents in her hand.
Her fingers gently slid over the forged photos and email records, and her eyes flashed with a shrewd light.
"Tell you, Zhang Qiang," her voice was low and powerful, "the truth can never be hidden." Dai Shiya's slender fingers tapped on the documents, making a crisp sound, as if knocking on everyone's heart.
Her deep eyes swept over every line of text and every picture, as sharp as a falcon catching prey.
The study was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, with only the rustling sound of her turning the papers and the nervous breathing of everyone intertwined.
"Zhang Qiang," Dai Shiya's voice was as clear as an ice spring, but with unquestionable majesty, "You said that I sent these emails, but the IP address of the email server is shown abroad. How can I control it when I am in China?" She raised the file in her hand, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "And this photo, the traces of PS are so obvious, do you think everyone here is blind?"
Her words were like a bomb, exploding in the study.
The originally oppressive atmosphere dissipated in an instant, replaced by an uproar.
Everyone looked at Zhang Qiang with suspicion and contempt.
Zhang Qiang's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
He didn't expect Dai Shiya to see through his tricks so easily.
In anger, he pounced on Dai Shiya and roared, "Bitch, you are talking nonsense!"
Dai Shiya was prepared, and she dodged lightly to the side, and slapped Zhang Qiang in the face with her backhand, and the crisp sound echoed in the study.
"You think you can touch me?"
Zhang Qiang staggered after being hit, covering his cheek, his eyes full of resentment.
"Dai Shiya, don't be complacent! I won't let you go!" He ran around the study like a trapped beast, trying to find a chance to escape.
Dai Shiya sneered and pressed on step by step.
"Where do you think you can escape to? You have too many evidences of crimes to count!" She took out a new stack of documents from the file bag and shook them in front of Zhang Qiang, "These are enough for you to spend the rest of your life in prison, right?"
Zhang Qiang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face lost all color.
He pointed at Dai Shiya with trembling voice, "You...you..."
"Me what?" Dai Shiya approached him, her eyes as sharp as a knife, "Do you want to see what these are?" Dai Shiya raised the documents in her hand, and the thin paper made a "swish" sound in the air, like the scythe of the god of death slashing across Zhang Qiang's cheek.
He stared at the documents with wide eyes, his lips trembling, but he couldn't make any sound.
He knew that everything was over.
"These are all evidence of your corruption, bribery and embezzlement of public funds." Dai Shiya's voice was cold and ruthless, and every word hit Zhang Qiang's heart like a heavy hammer.
"You think you have done it perfectly, but you don't know that your every move is under my control."
She spread the documents on the table one by one, and each one clearly recorded Zhang Qiang's crimes.
The amount, time, place, and even the record of his conversation with his accomplices were all clear.
Zhang Qiang slumped on the ground, his face ashen.
He wanted to defend himself, but found that any words seemed pale and powerless.
"Who else?" Dai Shiya looked around at everyone, her eyes were like torches, "Who else colluded with Zhang Qiang?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the faces of several middle-level managers turned pale.
They exchanged looks in fear, like a group of prey being targeted by hunters.
Dai Shiya's sharp eyes swept across their faces, taking in their fear.
"I..." One of them stood up trembling, "I... I participated..."
Before he finished speaking, others also stood up and confessed their crimes.
Dai Shiya looked at them coldly, without a ripple in her heart.
She knew that these people were just Zhang Qiang's pawns, and the real mastermind was still in the dark.
"Very good." Dai Shiya's voice returned to calm, "I will consider your honesty when sentencing."
After Zhang Qiang and his accomplices were taken away, the study returned to calm.
Dai Shiya breathed a sigh of relief and a faint smile appeared on her face.
This crisis was finally resolved.
"Shiya, are you okay?" A warm embrace hugged her tightly, and a familiar voice sounded in her ears.
Dai Shiya raised her head and saw her husband's concerned eyes, and a warm current surged in her heart.
"I'm fine." She shook her head gently and buried her head in his chest.
"Shiya, you are so amazing!" Wei Qing ran over excitedly and hugged Dai Shiya, "I knew you could do it!"
Dai Shiya smiled and patted her shoulder, "Thanks to the clues you provided."
Wei Qing raised her chin proudly, "Of course, don't you see who I am!"
Dai Shiya and Wei Qing smiled at each other,
"Shiya," her husband suddenly spoke in a low voice, "The confessions of those traitors..."
Dai Shiya restrained her smile and her eyes became deep, "I know what you want to say." She paused and looked out the window, "It seems that the good show has just begun."
The confessions of the traitors are like pieces of a puzzle, piece by piece, piecing together a complete picture of the collusion between the old enemy and the new forces.
Dai Shiya sorted out these fragments one by one, carefully pondered them, and gradually figured out their joint plan.
They attempted to use the contradictions within the family to create chaos, so as to achieve the goal of dividing and disintegrating and ultimately controlling the family.
The complexity and meticulousness of the plan exceeded Dai Shiya's expectations, and she couldn't help feeling a chill.
This is not just a simple business competition, but a carefully planned conspiracy. If you are not careful, the whole family will be doomed.
"So that's it..." Dai Shiya murmured to herself, tapping her fingers lightly on the table, making a crisp sound, again and again, as if tapping on the heart of the enemy.
There was a flash of excitement in her eyes, as if a hunter had found his prey and was full of the desire to challenge.
A strong sense of family honor surged in her heart.
She immediately summoned her confidants and began to deploy a counterattack plan.
She mobilized the family's resources, secretly investigated the enemy's movements, and prepared countermeasures in advance.
She was like an experienced commander, strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.
Dai Shiya knew that this battle had just begun.
She was keenly aware that in addition to the traitors who had been exposed, there were deeper and more dangerous enemies hidden in the family.
They lurked in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move, like a venomous snake, ready to give a fatal blow at any time.
As night fell, Dai Shiya stood in front of the French window in the study, overlooking the night view of the city.
The lights of thousands of houses were dazzling, but they could not cover up the crisis surging under the current.
She clenched her fists lightly, her eyes firm and cold.
"A new challenge..." She whispered, with a confident smile on her lips, "I'm ready."
Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door broke the silence of the study.
"Come in." Dai Shiya said in a deep voice.
Wei Qing pushed the door open with a serious face. "Shiya, something happened..."