Chapter 116 Tu Yuandong's Backup Plan

Walking up the steps, just as he was about to knock, he discovered that Yu Fei had actually left the door ajar.

Pushing the door open and entering, he saw Yu Fei reclining on the sofa, sipping red wine again.

The heating in the living room was turned up high, so she was wearing a silk nightgown again.

"You're here. Would you like a drink?" Yu Fei tilted her head, eyeing Chen Ang with a smile.

Chen Ang had already been drinking that evening, so he shook his head, took off his jacket, and sat down opposite the sofa.

The woman before him had long, shapely legs exposed, and her nightgown was pulled taut by her reclining posture, leaving one fragrant shoulder half-bared and exposing a large expanse of snow-white skin to the air.

Perhaps because she had been drinking, her face was flushed, and her neck was tinged with a faint pink, like a ripe peach.

"What is Tu Yuandong doing?" Chen Ang withdrew his gaze and lit a cigarette, saying, "The Company started cutting off supplies today. Is he looking for an alternative supplier?"

"You already know, so why did you come over?" Yu Fei gave him a flirtatious look before propping herself up to sit properly.

Bringing her wine glass to her lips and taking a sip, she said, "Do you know who he's looking for?"

Chen Ang shook his head. "I haven't looked into this market, but I assume you have some inside information?"

He really didn't care who Tu Yuandong was looking for, because in his view, the Road and Bridge Bureau had already come to an agreement with Manager Hu, and they could find an excuse at any time to make it difficult for the materials Tu Yuandong newly sourced to enter the site.

Yu Fei nodded and said, "He's looking for the Company's rival, and I also know that he has the Company's Achilles' heel in his hands. You know how competitors are."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ang put aside his indifference.

The Company had just been acquired, its internal situation was unstable, and with his old man just having taken office, any problems could be very troublesome.

He didn't really care about losing money; what he cared about was that his old man's spirit shouldn't suffer as well.

"Why don't you tell me in detail?" Chen Ang flicked the ash from his cigarette and looked at Yu Fei.

"Since you're asking me for a favor, your attitude is problematic." Yu Fei's lips curled upward, her peach-blossom eyes fixed on Chen Ang, with desire uncontrollably spreading in her gaze.

"Why do I feel like I'm playing the gigolo?" Chen Ang waved his hand to disperse the cigarette smoke and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Don't be coy. Carry me upstairs." Yu Fei reached out her hands, her eyes full of amorous charm.

Chen Ang took a deep drag of his cigarette, then crushed it out, got up, and came to her side. He scooped her up by her soft waist and smooth legs and walked straight toward the second floor.

Yu Fei curled up in Chen Ang's arms, her delicate fingers slipping through the buttons of his shirt and gently scratching him.

At the same time, she tilted her head slightly, looking at Chen Ang with a half-smile, her eyes overflowing with a hazy, dreamlike confusion.

Chen Ang cursed the temptress in his heart, kicked open the bedroom door with his foot, hooked it shut, and then tossed her onto the bed.

Yu Fei leaned back, propped herself up on the mattress, and sat up, her entire body resembling a piece of fruit being slowly peeled.

As Chen Ang leaned down, she reached out and hooked her arms around the back of his neck. The strap of her silk nightgown slipped to her arm, but she didn't pull it up, simply whispering, "Kiss me."

Chen Ang didn't answer, responding with action instead.

The two fell onto the bed, and pieces of clothing were tossed aside one by one.

The mattress emitted a series of muffled thuds.

Yu Fei's fingernails scratched a few shallow red marks on his back; her gasps were intermittent, sounds produced as Chen Ang covered and then released her mouth.

After who knows how long, she finally tilted her head back, her neck stretched into a taut arc, and a soft whimper escaped from her throat.

Then her whole body went limp, sinking into the bedding like a begonia battered by a storm.

Chen Ang panted heavily, leaning against the headboard, and reached for the cigarette case on the nightstand.

Yu Fei turned over, burying her face against his waist. Before she could catch her breath, she said in a muffled voice, "It seems I didn't just have you come over tonight for sex."

Lighting the cigarette, Chen Ang laughed, "Is this when I pay the technical service fee?"

"You can think of it that way if you want." Yu Fei giggled, leaned in close, and pressed her lips against his earlobe, lowering her voice. "Tu Yuandong called Dingxin today."

The Dingxin supply chain? That wasn't surprising; it was a predictable target.

Chen Ang exhaled a puff of smoke, half-closing his eyes as he fell into deep thought. Yu Fei lay across his chest without disturbing him.

Dingxin was the second-largest building materials supply chain in Bin City, so it was logical for Tu Yuandong to want to use Dingxin to replace the Company.

Most importantly, the major shareholder behind Dingxin appeared to be a real estate Company.

Dingxin was its affiliate, responsible for bulk procurement of building materials and supply chain management.

Chen Ang squeezed her hip with the hand resting on it. "What else do you know?"

Yu Fei let out a sultry, seductive moan.

"It's a capital loophole." She brushed her hair away from her chest and pressed her body tightly against Chen Ang's chest.

"The Company seems to have a fixed asset mortgage loan, right? From what I know, it seems someone tampered with the appraisal report in the mortgage documents."

After she finished speaking, she buried her face back into the crook of Chen Ang's neck, her breathing gradually becoming steady.

Chen Ang turned slightly and flicked the ash. He knew the Company had a 10 million loan, mortgaged with equity in the Jiangning porcelain clay mine.

If the documents were falsified, and Tu Yuandong handed them over to Dingxin...

Once Dingxin got the documents, they could report the Company to the bank for loan fraud.

Once the bank initiated an audit, the loan would be recalled, and the Company's cash flow would be instantly drained.

His old man had just taken over, and in the first week, he was hit with a bank loan withdrawal...

Chen Ang crushed the cigarette, picked up his phone, and dialed Chen Zhuo's number directly.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. Chen Zhuo's voice sounded groggy. "Brother, please check what time it is."

"Wake up, I have something to ask you." Chen Ang didn't waste time and quietly repeated the information Yu Fei had given him.

"It must be Jiang Wei, right? I knew that bastard didn't just pull this one stunt. But how would someone from the procurement department know about the loan..."

Before Chen Zhuo could continue, Chen Ang interrupted. "Go to the bank first thing tomorrow morning to pull the original files for this loan. Focus on checking if the appraisal report has a filing number and if there is a second, reviewed version."

There was silence on Chen Zhuo's end for a moment, followed by the rustling sound of a light being turned on. "Brother, if this is true, it qualifies as loan fraud. I felt something was wrong before Jiang Wei ran off, but I didn't think much of it at the time. It was my oversight."

"Get the documents first. We aren't sure if Dingxin has the report yet, but since the material is ready, they'll find out sooner or later."

Chen Ang hung up the phone and scanned Yu Fei's body; her exposed shoulders and neck glowed with a delicate luster under the soft light.

He swallowed hard, then rolled over and pinned her underneath him again.

She let out a muffled groan, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly.

Chen Ang leaned down to kiss her, and the two tangled together in the dim light for a long time.

Their sweat-dampened skin pressed together, and her legs wrapped around his waist.

"Is this a complimentary follow-up service?" Yu Fei asked, panting.

Chen Ang didn't answer; he poured all his fury toward Tu Yuandong into the woman beneath him.