Chapter 108 The Tax System's Young Lady

Less than two minutes later, Section Chief Sun walked back, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He respectfully returned the phone to Zhong Yuanxin, his attitude noticeably softened.

"Director Zhong, I am truly sorry. Director Zhang just instructed me over the phone that this 200,000 yuan expenditure was due to a delayed invoice submission. According to regulations, we just need to pay the late fees."

"As for the tax payment procedures, if you complete them by tomorrow, I can close the case on my end. As for the rest, we will conduct a thorough internal investigation and will definitely give your company an explanation."

Zhong Yuanxin nodded and put away her phone. "The tax payment certificate has already been reissued today. Our staff will deliver it tomorrow morning, and we will have to trouble Section Chief Sun to receive it then."

Section Chief Sun nodded repeatedly in agreement. Knowing it was not appropriate to stay any longer, he quickly closed his briefcase and signaled for the inspection team to withdraw.

When Jian Ting stood up, she looked back at Zhong Yuanxin. Even though she hadn't been with the Tax Bureau for long, she knew the weight of that phone call.

She knew she was different from Wen Huilin; at most, Wen Huilin would just fail to get a share of the assets, but she would lose her job.

She took a deep breath and followed the inspection team. When they left, she didn't even glance at Wen Huilin again.

With unsteady steps, she nervously followed the inspection team into the elevator. She clearly felt the alienation in Section Chief Sun's eyes when he looked back at her.

Her heart pounded like a drum, its rhythm seemingly reverberating against her eardrums.

"Section Chief Sun, what's her background?" After the elevator doors closed, the atmosphere suddenly relaxed. A team member let out a heavy sigh and asked the question everyone was wondering.

Jian Ting kept her head down, listening intently, while another person also looked up at Section Chief Sun.

Section Chief Sun's expression hadn't yet returned to normal. He swept his gaze over the two of them and said coldly, "Stop asking. Didn't you hear Director Zhang call her 'Eldest Miss'?"

Upon hearing this, the two recalled that phone call and couldn't help but gasp in shock, then turned their heads away in silence.

Seeing this, Jian Ting knew that her two colleagues understood what the title "Eldest Miss" represented.

Seeing them filled with fear, even though she didn't know Zhong Yuanxin, she understood that this matter was really going to blow up.

She buried her head and shrank into the corner of the elevator, trying to make herself feel non-existent, but she could still feel Section Chief Sun's gaze lingering on her.

At this moment, endless regret flooded her mind.

She gripped the document bag tightly, muttering to herself that she must have been possessed, wondering why she had gotten involved in Wen Huilin's affairs.

If she had known Chen Ang had such connections, how could she have made such a mistake?

Therefore, this was all Wen Huilin's fault.

Inside the conference room, a flustered and resentful Wen Huilin was also preparing to leave.

But Zhong Yuanxin stood up and turned toward Wen Huilin, her gaze fixed on her face.

At this moment, the air seemed to grow heavy. Then, she spoke up and stopped Wen Huilin, who was about to open the door.

"Official business is finished. Now, let's talk about some private matters."

As she spoke, she thought of Director Xu Qingwan and the children's clothes in the Jiangning house, and a strange sense of regret began to spread.

Her emotions followed the train of her thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Ms. Wen, as far as I know, Chen Ang would never have married you. You must have done something to force him into it. Now, that is no longer important."

"But for these seven years, he has worked from dawn till dusk every day, and even used his spare time to drive for Didi or act as a designated driver. While he was working himself to the bone, you were out cheating with other men."

"You ruined his best seven years. Do you think you can still take anything from him? You can't take anything."

"His money is not yours, everything he has is not yours, and his future is not yours either."

"That marriage certificate in your hand is useless, except to prove in court that you are the at-fault party."

After this outburst, venting the frustration she had felt at Director Xu Qingwan's place, Zhong Yuanxin finally felt relieved.

Facing this torrential storm of judgment, Wen Huilin's arm, which was holding the door handle, trembled slightly. She stood where she was, the expression on her face changing rapidly once again.

It shifted from anger to panic, and after the panic, it turned into a sense of bewilderment after her facade had been completely shattered.

She opened her mouth to say something, but only a faint, air-leaking sound came from her throat.

Listening to Zhong Yuanxin's words, she also thought of that night seven years ago.

There was only one thought in her mind: What does this woman know? And does Chen Ang know everything too?

An immense panic descended upon her, making it difficult for her to breathe and leaving her limbs feeling weak.

She braced herself hard against the door handle to keep her knees from buckling.

Swallowing with difficulty, she looked back at Zhong Yuanxin. "I don't know what you are talking about. Besides, Chen Ang and I are husband and wife. What does our business have to do with you?"

Zhong Yuanxin gave a disdainful smile and glanced at her. "Since you set your sights on Chen Ang seven years ago, you must know his past. If he never mentioned me to you, it means he never considered you his wife."

Wen Huilin was slightly dazed, her mind flashing back to Chen Ang's coldness over their seven years of marriage.

She had indeed wanted to enter Chen Ang's heart at the beginning, but Chen Ang never had any intention of accepting her.

And she knew all of this clearly.

Because Chen Ang had a special someone in his heart.

At this moment, hearing Zhong Yuanxin's revelation, her inner self twisted again, and a strong feeling of jealousy surged from her chest.

Why is it that even though she deliberately tried to please him, she got nothing, while that bitch lived in Chen Ang's heart even without appearing?

In her shame and anger, her face felt burning hot. She shot a venomous glance at Zhong Yuanxin. "We have a certificate. The fact is that Chen Ang and I are husband and wife, and half of his belongings are mine."

"Suit yourself." Zhong Yuanxin glanced at her, gave a cold laugh, and ignored her, turning back to gather her things.

Wen Huilin's body froze. She stared fiercely one last time, then stepped out of the conference room and slammed the door shut behind her.

Inside the conference room, Shen Pianran set down her coffee cup. She tilted her head to look at Zhong Yuanxin, her eyes curved with a smile. "Sister Xin, you were firing on all cylinders. You really surprised me."

She was indeed shocked by Zhong Yuanxin.

She never expected that the easygoing Sister Xin actually had such a background.

The title "Eldest Miss" spoken by the Director of the Municipal Tax Bureau could only mean one thing: Zhong Yuanxin's father was of a much higher rank than him.

When Chen Ang previously said that Jiang Shan's funds didn't need to go through the standard procedures, and now connecting it to Zhong Yuanxin's hiring, she realized that Chen Ang might have foreseen this scene long ago.

Not only did he have Wen Huilin make a "guest appearance" to take a small revenge on her.

Moreover, after this incident, everyone in the circle would know that Hengxing Investment had a powerful figure backing it, so ordinary people wouldn't dare to target Hengxing's financial situation anymore.

Slowly exhaling, she pursed her lips and looked at Zhong Yuanxin again, wondering if this sister knew she had been used by Chen Ang.

Zhong Yuanxin didn't have nearly as many thoughts as she did. She turned back and winked at Shen Pianran. "I've long been unable to stand this woman. Chen Ang is such a good kid, yet he was dragged down by her for seven years. I don't know what happened there."

Hearing her describe Chen Ang as a "kid," Shen Pianran couldn't help but chuckle. At the same time, that strong, muscular body flashed into her mind, and her pretty face flushed slightly.

"Sister Xin, didn't you know? Seven years ago, Chen Ang got drunk and slept in a hotel. She snuck into his bed and that's how she married him."

Zhong Yuanxin's movements paused, and she looked at Shen Pianran in disbelief.