My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!
Chapter 124 - 124 124 Nonsense!

124: Chapter 124 Nonsense!

124: Chapter 124 Nonsense!

Awesome!

Dou Cheng sure lived up to his title as the Director of the Supervisory Department.

With just a few words, he cleared himself of any blame.

And bit back, accusing Wu Jie of being the mole.

Just as Wu Jie was about to retort, Tang Xiao gestured for him to be silent with a raise of her hand.

“Uncle Dou, when did my dad ask the intelligence unit to investigate Wu Jie?

How come I don’t know about this?”

Dou Cheng, lighting a cigarette, exhaled a smoke ring before he chuckled and said:

“Not long ago, during the old man’s grand birthday celebration, when it was heard that you two were getting married, Mr.

Tang asked me to arrange for a thorough investigation.”

“Here, the investigator who went to Jie’s hometown for the business trip just rushed back today!”

Wu Jie watched Dou Cheng with cold eyes, a sneer in his heart.

It was true that the Supervision Department had real power, and the group provided excellent salaries and benefits.

But…

Dou Cheng’s hatred could actually produce five thousand energy points in one go.

What did that mean?

Wang Kun, who was in real estate and worth over a hundred million, only generated six thousand points of hatred at a time.

By that measure, Dou Cheng must be worth at least tens of millions!

Dou Cheng was just a department director, not even a high-level executive at the group, barely earning a million in annual salary.

Where did all his money come from?

And smoking Liqun cigarettes that cost two thousand yuan a pack was way too extravagant, was it not?

Even his lighter was a limited edition Zippo, inlaid with agate, and quite pricey.

Observing the way he smoked, it was clear he was a heavy smoker.

Smoking a pack a day, the expenditure for smoking alone must be several hundred thousand a year.

You can only be so willful if you have the money!

But the key question was, where did Dou Cheng’s money come from?

The cigarette box and lighter were lying on the coffee table.

Suddenly, Wu Jie leaned forward and grabbed them.

“What are you doing?”

Dou Cheng’s cold voice barked out, his tone authoritative.

Wu Jie grinned and said, “Since Uncle Dou has investigated me, you should know that I smoke too, right?”

“As the junior, I should be offering cigarettes to my elder.

It’s only right that you smoke without concern for others.

However…

I was busy with marriage registration today and didn’t bring my cigarettes.

It’s not a problem if I smoke one of yours, right?”

Dou Cheng huffed, “If you want to smoke, just smoke.

Why so much nonsense?”

Wu Jie playfully smiled, slowly pulled out a cigarette, admired the lighter for a moment, and then lit up, taking his time.

His movements were leisurely, his expression exaggerated.

Tang Xiao’s brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

“These special-supply cigarettes are really something!

Factory price of eight thousand, hyped up to twenty thousand, truly worth the value huh!”

Wu Jie leaned back on the sofa, puffing clouds of smoke, looking thoroughly content.

Dou Cheng didn’t respond but continued to complain to Tang Xiao:

“His educational and personal growth history seems ordinary, but his martial arts are very strong.

Where did he learn that?”

“He’s highly skilled yet chose to inconspicuously stay in the marketing department for over a year.

What’s he aiming for?

For a mere few thousand in salary?”

“And don’t forget, President Tang, his previous position was a pre-sales technical engineer!”

“From what I understand, his work mainly involved communicating with clients, drafting proposals, and bidding documents!”

“He’s very familiar with our group’s technology and gets involved in project operations and tendering.

If you say he doesn’t look like a mole, do I?”

“After being transferred from the marketing department and losing access to trade secrets, he relentlessly pursued you.

Isn’t that all too calculated?”

Dou Cheng’s words were frivolous, barely stopping short of directly calling Wu Jie a mole.

Tang Xiao asked with an expressionless face, “Any evidence?”

Dou Cheng glanced disdainfully at the smoking, leisurely Wu Jie.

“Although there’s no evidence yet, I feel that he is highly suspicious!”

Tang Xiao clenched her teeth, her gaze shifted slightly, glancing at Wu Jie.

She…

wasn’t about to get angry, she actually wanted to laugh!

Hold it in!

Must hold it in!

How could she break down laughing in such a situation?

But…

Dou Cheng’s nonsense was just too hilarious!

Although Wu Jie’s low-profile work in the marketing department did raise suspicions,

he never pursued her.

He didn’t hound her relentlessly; it was Tang Xiao who approached him to pretend to be in a relationship and to stage a fake marriage.

Moreover…

If Wu Jie were a mole, then slapping Meng Changxin and injuring his bodyguard Luo Wen would just be an act of self-sabotage, wouldn’t it?

However…

To Dou Cheng, Tang Xiao’s forbearance seemed more like she was holding back anger.

Therefore, Dou Cheng took a more earnest tone as he advised:

“Xiao, you’re young and inexperienced in love, which makes it easy to be deceived.

Mr.

Tang worries that you’ll be conned, which is why he had me thoroughly investigate him.”

“As for Jie… you might as well come clean!

No matter how many favors Meng Changxin has done for you in the past, from now on, you’re a son-in-law of the Tang family.

You ought to sever ties with him completely and loyally serve the group.”

Tang Xiao clenched her fists, her teeth biting into her red lips.

She was on the verge of bursting into laughter.

Seeing this, Dou Cheng felt secretly pleased, yet he let out a long, melancholic sigh.

“Xiao, calm down, don’t be angry with yourself, don’t get so worked up over him that you fall ill!”

“Jie, what are you standing around for?

Don’t just focus on smoking; hurry up and honestly confess!”

Wu Jie blew out a smoke ring and asked with a smile:

“Uncle Dou, do you smoke these often?”

“Only from time to time, I don’t have much of a craving for cigarettes!” Dou Cheng replied nonchalantly.

“How much do they cost per pack?” Wu Jie pressed on.

“How would I know?

A friend gave them to me; they shouldn’t be too expensive!” Dou Cheng asked irritably, “Why aren’t you confessing?

What’s the point in asking these useless questions?”

Wu Jie sat up, flicked off some ash, and chuckled:

“Do you have any spare packs then?

Could you give me a few?”

Dou Cheng was taken aback.

“I’m telling you to come clean, what do you want cigarettes for?

Afraid Xiao will call off the marriage and you won’t be able to climb up the social ladder or smoke such nice cigarettes anymore?” While mocking, Dou Cheng stood up to fetch the cigarettes.

The moment he opened the cabinet, Wu Jie noticed there were several packs inside.

“Wow, Uncle Dou, you’ve got quite the stockpile there!

Since you rarely smoke, why not give me a few extra packs?”

Wu Jie asked loudly and laughingly.

The remark worked as intended.

The system chimed in with more good news.

It made sense, after all.

With cigarettes costing over twenty grand a pack, Wu Jie’s request for several packs was bound to make Dou Cheng bristle, wasn’t it?

“Smoking is bad for your health; one pack is enough for you!”

Dou Cheng cursed, closed the cabinet, turned around, and tossed the pack at him.

After catching it, Wu Jie held it as if it were a precious work of art, his face full of pleasure.

“Look at this exquisitely designed cigarette box with its fine landscape painting; truly fitting for one of the most expensive cigarettes, Liqun Fuchun Mountain Residence!”

“It’s said to be a special supply cigarette, rare in the market, costing over twenty grand a pack at the very least!”

“Uncle Dou’s friends must be really generous to give you so much!”

Dou Cheng was startled, then quickly explained:

“Having lived more than half a lifetime, I know some wealthy and influential friends; what’s wrong with that?”

Dou Cheng hummed with disdain, returned to his seat, crossed his legs, and said while smoking:

“Among my old comrades and classmates, there are no lack of outstanding individuals, just like Xiao’s father, Tang Long, is a prime example, isn’t he?”

“To gift you premium cigarettes worth hundreds of thousands, that friendship must be incredibly deep!” Wu Jie said with a laugh.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xiao became instantly alert.

She had a lot of daily tasks to handle and rarely visited the department heads’ offices.

Plus, not being a smoker herself, she hadn’t noticed this detail before.

Thinking this over, Tang Xiao felt even more suspicious, the gears in her mind turning non-stop.

“Uncle Dou has always been very proper.

Whether in meetings or private, he seldom smokes in front of me!”

“What’s up with him today?

One cigarette after another, is he managing tension by smoking?”

“What’s making him so tense?

Hey… he’s even starting to sweat coldly!

Could it be that there’s really something amiss?”

“No way, could Wu Jie have stumbled into the truth by sheer luck?”

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