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Chapter 1412 - 955 can.

Chapter 1412: 955 can.

Tianci Capital.

Jiang Chen leaned back.

On the computer screen on the desk in front of him was the HR director’s self-reflection document.

Li Shao was indeed a self-disciplined person, and his self-reflection word count reached over a thousand, causing Jiang Chen to spend a full ten minutes reading every word.

Of course.

This email was sent only to a few key members of the management team.

Jiang Chen leaned back in his office chair, picked up his phone, dialed a number, and put it to his ear.

"I communicated with her; she should go easy on them, but next time I won’t help."

"Look at your smug face."

"Do you know how much effort I put in?"

"Should I be thanking you?"

"Ha, you’re welcome."

Jiang Chen chuckled.

Cao Jinse didn’t continue to joke around, "Hu Die refuses to say anything."

"Is it surprising? If she’s truly a double agent, she’d need a strong mental fortitude. Trying to get a breakthrough from her wouldn’t be easy."

Although he said that, Jiang Chen knew that the real reason for Lan Peizhi’s "cool down" wasn’t his "eloquence."

What Cao Jinse did was the crucial factor.

He had met that woman a few times.

Not being able to open her mouth wasn’t important; some people being detained is already a victory.

"Can’t keep her detained forever; if there’s no breakthrough, we have to release her." A voice came through the phone.

"That’s for sure. We’re in a society ruled by law; we can’t just torture confessions out of people."

Jiang Chen said casually, as if he wasn’t involved.

The era is indeed slowly progressing forward.

According to the law, every citizen is obligated to cooperate with judicial investigations, but there are time limits.

Even ordinary people enjoy legal protection, not to mention those with backing beyond just the law.

From arrest to review over these few days, Cao Jinse likely faced considerable pressure.

"No worries, if we really can’t hold them, just let them go."

"No rush, even if we don’t find evidence, letting them cool down is beneficial."

Let them cool down.

It’s intriguing who this "them" refers to.

"CEO Cao 87V5."

Jiang Chen praised, but quickly continued before criticism could come, "Should I give you a suggestion?"

"No need."

Cao Jinse instantly refused.

Jiang Chen didn’t feel hurt and confidently assured, "It won’t be a lousy idea."

"Speak."

"Since we can’t find a breakthrough with that Hu Die, why not change direction."

"Like?"

"Like a certain international guest who likes to watch the fun."

"You mean... Fujiwara Reiki."

"Correct! We’re on the same wavelength."

Jiang Chen snapped his fingers.

"You’re sure this isn’t a lousy idea? Fujiwara Reiki is an important foreign investor; can we just detain her?"

Cao Jinse said in a measured tone.

"Even if she’s special, this is Shenzhou territory. No matter who they are, what nationality, what identity, when they’re in Shenzhou, they must abide by Shenzhou’s laws, and, like Shenzhou citizens, are obligated to cooperate with judicial investigations."

Listening to Jiang Chen’s righteous tone, Cao Jinse was silent for a while. "Makes sense; how about you take the lead?"

Jiang Chen laughed, "I’m just an ordinary citizen and don’t have the authority."

The other side said nothing.

Jiang Chen could clearly understand the difficulty his counterpart faced.

Even a princess can’t act arbitrarily.

"It’s not like we’re actually doing anything to her; just inviting them for tea."

"Tea sounds easy."

"You’ve detained Hu Die, so some things are inevitable," Jiang Chen seemed to say casually.

"Indeed, you’re unattached and unconcerned."

Cao Jinse murmured lightly.

"Saying that hurts feelings. I’m powerless, but rest assured, spiritually, I’m always on your side."

Cao Jinse almost burst out laughing. Although he held back, his emotions slipped, and he retorted, "So we invite Fujiwara Reiki for tea, then what? Do you think anything can be extracted from her, or that she’s easier to handle than Hu Die?"

"She’s definitely no worse than Hu Die."

Jiang Chen replied decisively.

If Hu Die is a double agent.

Then that Miss Fujiwara, who pretends to be a mystery, is the ancestor of spies.

"Don’t expect to extract anything from her."

"What do you mean?"

"Simple, just like the words say, invite her for tea." Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair, "Let her feel that everyone is equal in Shenzhou."

Cao Jinse neither agreed nor disagreed, giving no clear response.

"Beep."

The call ended.

Jiang Chen put down the phone.

Capital City.

Second Ring.

A certain private residence compound.

Fujiwara Reiki stood before the bird cage, feeding the two parrots inside.

The price for each was comparable to that of a car: the Purple Blue Macaw.

She had adopted the hobbies of the Old Kyoto residents.

"Miss, to avoid any incidents, you should temporarily leave Shenzhou."

The subordinate reminded from behind.

"What kind of incident do you think could happen?"

Fujiwara Reiki continued feeding the birds.

"Ms. Hu Die has been missing for several days, likely due to actions from Shenzhou’s relevant departments. Miss, you can completely avoid unnecessary risks."

"What risk? I’m a law-abiding foreign investor, providing Shenzhou with significant employment and tax revenue; would Shenzhou be that rude to its investors?"

Those words.

Indeed ring true.

For a long time, in order to attract investment and foreign capital, foreigners enjoyed privileges beyond ordinary citizens.

This directly fostered a trend of Western obsession, becoming a shame and pain for countless compatriots.

"Miss, today’s Shenzhou is not the same as before."

The subordinate succinctly advised.

The flaws of the era made a generation unable to stand tall, but that’s past.

Of course.

To this day, some have become accustomed and still can’t straighten their knees before foreigners, but more and more people’s bloodlines have awakened, and they’ve stood up.

"What is this current time? Are you saying Shenzhou no longer needs our investment? Then why do those companies still come to us for help?"

Regarding the subordinate’s advice, as a legitimate foreign investor, Fujiwara Reiki turned a deaf ear, or she felt guiltless, still feeding birds with great interest.

The light filtering through the branches cast her shadow on the ground.

A righteous person doesn’t fear a crooked shadow.

But her shadow was clearly crooked.

Having fed the birds, Fujiwara Reiki seemed also hungry, clapped her hands, "Prepare the car, let’s go to Prosperity House."

Prosperity House.

The name indeed sounds good.

But it seems unable to really bring prosperity.

Fujiwara Reiki walked to the door, the car was ready, her subordinate opened the car door, but before she could sit in, the authoritative sound of sirens blared.

Soon, almost without time to react, several police cars cruised into view.

Fujiwara Reiki halted.

"Fujiwara Reiki, right?"

"Bang bang bang..."

The police car doors opened.

Public officers in Shenzhou judicial uniforms walked up, showed their credentials, "Please come with us."

Fujiwara Reiki’s lips curled slightly, she nodded gently, "Alright."