Li Zhenhe returned to his office, his steps were firm and powerful along the way, as if every step was on the pinnacle of power.

He sat in a spacious, bright office, and the pride in his heart was palpable.

Now, he finally has a chance to turn the tables, as long as he can deal with Li Zhenghua's affairs clearly, he can regain Li Jiaying's trust.

He picked up the phone and pressed the assistant's extension: "Let Assistant Wang come to my office." ”

There was an unmistakable majesty in his voice.

After a while, assistant Wang Xiaoming knocked on the door and walked in.

He was a young man with a pair of glasses and looked sven.

He has always admired Li Zhenhe's ability and means, so he always listens to his words.

"Mr. Li, do you have anything to do with me?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Li Zhenhe glanced at him, then pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit down." ”

Wang Xiaoming sat down a little flattered, he rarely had the opportunity to enter Li Zhenhe's office, let alone sit across from him.

"There's an urgent task for you to do." Li Zhenhe said, "You immediately go and bring all the documents related to Li Zhenghua, including his work records, emails, correspondence records, etc., everything related to him." ”

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback after hearing this: "Mr. Li, what do you want to ......?"

"Don't ask so much!" Li Zhenhe interrupted him, "You can do it now, the sooner the better!" ”

Although Wang Xiaoming's heart was full of doubts, he knew that Li Zhenhe's decision was not something he could question.

He immediately stood up: "Okay, Mr. Li, I'll do it." ”

Li Zhenhe nodded, and then added: "Also, by the way, I will notify the technical department and ask them to immediately suspend all of Li Zhenghua's internal company permissions." Including his computer, mobile phone, access card, etc., all permissions that allow him to enter the company's system or office area must be deactivated. ”

Wang Xiaoming was even more surprised: "Mr. Li, wouldn't it be too ...... to do this?"

"Too what?" Li Zhenhe glared at him, "You can do it now, I'll take care of something!" ”

Wang Xiaoming was taken aback by Li Zhenhe's eyes, and he quickly nodded: "Okay, Mr. Li, I'll do it." ”

With that, he turned and hurried out of the office.

Watching Wang Xiaoming's back disappear at the door, the corners of Li Zhenhe's mouth hooked up with a smug smile.

He felt like a god in control, capable of sending a man from the clouds to the bottom with the touch of a finger.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and began to imagine the panicked look on Li Zhenghua's face when he found out that all privileges had been suspended.

That feeling of helplessness and despair must be good, right?

Li Zhenhe's heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

After a while, Wang Xiaoming came back with a large pile of documents.

His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, obviously trotting all the way: "Mr. Li, this is all the documents related to Li Zhenghua." ”

Li Zhenhe opened his eyes and glanced at him, then pointed to the table: "Put it here." ”

Wang Xiaoming carefully placed the documents on the table, and then stood aside and waited for further instructions from Li Zhenhe.

Li Zhenhe flipped through the documents casually, and then raised his head to look at Wang Xiaoming: "Have you notified the technical department?" ”

"It's been notified." Wang Xiaoming hurriedly replied, "They are dealing with it." ”

"Good." Li Zhenhe nodded, "You go out now, don't come in and disturb me without my orders." ”

"Yes." Wang Xiaoming nodded lightly, and then turned to leave.

When he walked out of the office, he couldn't help but glance back at Li Zhenhe.

He found that Li Zhenhe's eyes revealed a chilling coldness and cruelty.

He shuddered, and quickly quickened his pace to leave.

Glancing at the documents, Li Zhenhe took a deep breath, and then pulled out a phone from the bottom of the drawer.

This phone number is not the one he usually uses, but a backup phone specially used to contact certain special people.

He skillfully pressed Brother Jin's number, but he didn't dial it directly.

Instead, a special method of contact was adopted: the bell rang and hung up, three times in a row.

This is a pre-agreed code between him and Brother Jin, which means that he has urgent matters that need to be discussed.

After doing all this, Li Zhenhe was not idle.

He sat back down at his desk and began to look through the papers.

He knew that there must be some information in those documents that could be exploited.

He had to sift through it to find out what was good for him.

After some searching and revision, Li Zhenhe finally completed the processing of the documents.

He nodded in satisfaction, then put the papers in order, put them in a drawer, and pressed the call button.

After a while, Wang Xiaoming knocked on the door and walked in: "Mr. Li, are you looking for me?" ”

Li Zhenhe glanced at him, then pointed to the desktop: "You put away these documents and put them in a safe place." ”

Although Wang Xiaoming's heart was full of curiosity, he didn't ask much.

He knew that Li Zhenhe's affairs were not something he could inquire about casually.

He hurried over and took the papers.

"Mr. Li, is there anything else I need to do?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Li Zhenhe thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No, you go out first." ”

Wang Xiaoming answered, then turned around and left the office.

Li Zhenhe was ready to leave the company, he stood up and tidied up his clothes, then picked up the car keys on the desk and walked out of the office.

After a short time, Li Zhenhe's car slowly drove into the narrow streets of the urban village, and in the night, the dim streetlights barely illuminated the potholed road.

The streets are lined with dilapidated houses and messy vendors of all kinds, and there's an air of sophistication in the air.

The smell of oil smoke, sweat and unknown spices are mixed together to make it feel a little suffocating.

The light of a mahjong room shines through a half-open window, and the dappled light and shadow reflect on the wall of the street, which is particularly eerie.

Li Zhenhe stopped the car, pushed open the door of the mahjong room and walked in.

Suddenly, a strong smell of smoke and noisy speech rushed towards him.

He frowned slightly, but quickly regained his composure.

The mahjong room was dimly lit, with several dilapidated mahjong tables scattered around the corners, and a group of men and women sat around the table, their faces blurred in smoke.

An old-fashioned electric fan in the corner of the room squeaks, but it doesn't seem to be able to dispel the stuffy and turbid air inside.

Li Zhenhe's gaze quickly swept through the crowd, and he quickly locked on to the target-Brother Jin.

He was sitting in a corner, his face pale, and his eyes betraying trepidation.

(End of chapter)