Wu Qiangwei thought that it was just a man's pride that made him unwilling to take money from her.

"The impact of this matter on the City Committee and Municipal Government is significant, but it's also a hard-earned opportunity for you. Just ten million can earn you such credit, it's really worthwhile. You're my secretary, and if I front this money..."

"Secretary." Song Guanchao interrupted her, chuckling bitterly in his heart.

He knew Wu Qiangwei misunderstood.

He indeed cared about his image sometimes, but he also knew when he should and shouldn't.

"There will be someone else to provide this money."

Song Guanchao then told her Zeng Li's suggestion.

He agreed with this method.

Anyway, the money was bound to be scammed sooner or later.

If they hadn't found out that Zheng Bihui had been tricked, once the funds were siphoned off, not a cent would be recovered.

But now, those funds were absolutely secure because Song Guanchao was prepared.

Song Guanchao only needed ten million as the cost.

However, he wasn't sure if Wu Qiangwei could agree.

"Is that so?" Wu Qiangwei thought for a moment after hearing this, then nodded and said, "Doing it this way is fine."

She wasn't a single-minded person.

Moreover, the money that these scammers were trying to swindle was most likely also funds borrowed from banks.

The loss would be the bank's as well.

Not to mention ten million, even if only billions or hundreds of millions were recovered, the bank would be grateful.

Wu Qiangwei then said with a serious face, "It's okay to do this, but you mustn't let Tang Zhengqiang know the source of this money."

After all, this kind of thing is technically a violation.

For every extra person who knows, there's an additional risk; you never know when it might be exposed.

"When I handle matters, rest assured, Secretary."

Since Song Guanchao decided to proceed, he naturally wouldn't leave any loose ends.

After talking with her, Song Guanchao immediately called Tang Zhengqiang.

"Mr. Tang, let's meet, same place as usual."

"Did the boss agree?"

"Yeah."

While Song Guanchao was willing to provide the funds, Tang Zhengqiang hesitated.

He was a bit worried, worried that Song Guanchao might be deliberately luring him out to capture him.

Tang Zhengqiang said, "Meeting in person isn't necessary; just have the boss transfer the money directly."

Song Guanchao naturally knew he was concerned.

His worries were valid.

Because Song Guanchao was indeed planning to detain him.

"Once the money is transferred, we won't interfere in this matter anymore. We've done business before; the boss should trust my character."

"Heh, Mr. Tang, do you think that's appropriate?"

Song Guanchao said, "You want the money but don't want to take any risk. The world doesn't work that way."

"11:30 in the old place. If you don't show up, the deal's off."

"Also, if word of this leaks, I won't look for anyone else, only you."

After saying this, Song Guanchao hung up the phone.

He wasn't afraid that Tang Zhengqiang wouldn't come.

This guy was still in Lingjiang.

As long as he was in Lingjiang, he couldn't escape.

Moreover, Song Guanchao had already investigated him thoroughly.

He even knew which schools his children abroad were attending.

After hanging up, Song Guanchao contacted Liu Lanzi to tell her he would head over.

At New City Company, when Ning Lin poured the tea and closed the door, she couldn't resist and hid behind the blinds to observe.

Song Guanchao came to borrow money.

This money, he planned to first transfer to Tang Zhengqiang.

If he waited until the matter concluded to take some from the embezzled funds, it would easily arouse Tang Zhengqiang's suspicion.

Even though he had no proof, it was better to avoid complications; Song Guanchao didn't want the hassle.

"This is the other party's encrypted currency wallet. I will call you at noon, and you can transfer it then."

"It might take some time to repay this money, the exact timing is uncertain."

"It's okay even if it's not returned." Liu Lanzi chuckled, she was quite happy for Song Guanchao to owe her.

The more he owed, the better.

She moved around to sit on his lap.

Today, she wore a beige cardigan jacket in a Chanel style, with khaki wide-leg pants made from linen and cotton.

As soon as she sat down, Song Guanchao's hand moved up, from her inner thigh.

Outside, Ning Lin's breathing quickened, her cheeks warmed, and she tightly pressed her legs together.

She watched as Chairman Liu slid down from him, her soft body kneeling under him, head buried below.

This scene made Ning Lin's lips dry.

She didn't expect that Chairman Liu had such a side.

Having never been in a relationship, these scenes deeply stirred her.

She never thought Chairman Liu would be so proactive, putting aside her shame and doing something so bold and daring.

However, judging from Chairman Liu's expression, she seemed to savor it sweetly and enjoy it immensely.

She bit her lip, feeling a little confused inside.

She couldn't help but wonder, would she do the same if she fell in love in the future?

No, she certainly wouldn't.

She couldn't really accept this kind of intimacy.

Deep down, she was quite traditional.

But then she thought, if her boyfriend was Song Guanchao, she suddenly realized she might not object after all.

With that thought, her cheeks turned even redder.

And inside the office, the scene had changed.

Chairman Liu was somehow lifted by Song Guanchao, her legs draped over his shoulders, her body appeared folded, completely airborne.

She wrapped her arms around Song Guanchao's neck, passionately kissing him, while he exerted himself with vigorous motions.

Ning Lin quickly turned her face away, but after a while, she couldn't resist sneaking another peek, with her heart pounding intensely.

After ten o'clock, Song Guanchao emerged from the office.

Ning Lin left early, heading to the restroom to avoid running into him.

Song Guanchao went to the private room at the club, talking to Lu Feng.

As the appointment time approached, Lu Feng's phone rang.

"Tang Zhengqiang has arrived."

Song Guanchao acknowledged and put on a mask: "Let him in."

With a creak,

Tang Zhengqiang stepped in, draped in a coat.

He still came.

But inside, he still felt somewhat uneasy.

Without speaking, Song Guanchao grabbed the phone and called Liu Lanzi, lowering his voice: "Transfer the money over."

A few minutes later, Liu Lanzi texted: "Transferred."

Song Guanchao said, "Mr. Tang, please check."

Tang Zhengqiang didn't say any nonsense like "no need to check," he called on his phone.

A few minutes later, Tang Zhengqiang put down his phone, a relaxed smile appearing: "The funds have arrived."

Song Guanchao said, "Tell me."

Tang Zhengqiang adjusted his coat and said, "The leader of the scam group is named Chu Yue, and they present themselves as Hong Kong businessmen, claiming extensive holdings worldwide."

"This time, they've targeted Lingjiang, and their fraud method is actually quite simple."

"They use the name of investment to gain local government trust and secure loans through governmental endorsements."