Chapter 131 The Controlling Actor 13 (1/2)

In just three days, Zhang Mingzhe was pushed to the edge of a cliff.

His company began to crumble. First, the tax authorities suddenly moved in to conduct a full audit, and then five core partners sent termination agreements on the same day.

Most devastatingly, the demand letter from the bank sent in the early hours of the morning kept him awake all night, like a jolt in his head.

"Mr. Zhang..."

"The China Securities Regulatory Commission (CSRC) has demanded that we explain the 320 million yuan of unusual funds in Q3 of last year within 24 hours..."

The secretary's hands trembled as she held the gold-embossed folder.

"Bang!"

"Investigate! Dig deep, find out who's behind this!"

The crystal ashtray on the mahogany desk shattered with a crash. Veins bulged on Zhang Mingzhe's forehead, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The answer was crueler than I had imagined.

While the Fu Group held a press conference to submit a complete chain of evidence to regulators regarding his stock price manipulation and money laundering, Zhang Mingzhe was holding an emergency board meeting.

The breaking news that suddenly popped up on the projection screen silenced the entire conference room.

My phone vibrated incessantly in my pocket, twenty-seven missed calls flashing like death knells.

"The Fu family!! Damn it! What grudge do I have against them?!"

When he saw the words "Fu's Group" appear in the exposé, he slammed his phone against the wall, and flying shards of glass cut his cheek.

Meanwhile, under the new film crew's sunshade, Mo Jinnian's slender fingers were lightly tapping the armrest of a folding chair.

He gazed at the dazzling Zi Xi before him, and simultaneously sent an encrypted message to the Fu family's legal department: [Freeze all of the Zhang family's overseas accounts. I'll make sure they can't even afford their legal fees.]

He would not allow anyone to harm his Zixi.

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While Lu Xiaomi was touching up her makeup in the dressing room, the devastating news struck like a thunderbolt.

"Xiaomi! Something terrible has happened!"

"Call and ask right away, Mr. Zhang is under investigation!"

The agent burst through the door, her face pale beyond recognition, even the foundation couldn't hide it.

"Clatter..."

The lipstick in Lu Xiaomi's hand broke in two, and the scarlet paste left a hideous mark on her cheek.

"All of his assets have been frozen..."

"Our drama 'Phoenix's Cry'... the investors just announced their withdrawal of funding on VB..."

The agent's voice was hoarse as he told Lu Xiaomi the current situation.

Lu Xiaomi's pupils suddenly contracted.

Without Zhang Mingzhe's financial support, all those roles he snatched with the company's backing, the trending topics he bought at high prices, and the carefully crafted personas he created would all be for naught!

Her trembling fingers frantically dialed Zhang Mingzhe's number, but the cold, mechanical female voice on the other end repeatedly mocked her: "The number you dialed is currently unavailable..."

"Sister Xiaomi..."

"Shall we...continue?"

The makeup artist's hand, holding the powder puff, froze in mid-air.

"Get out! All of you, get out of here!!"

With a hysterical scream, Lu Xiaomi grabbed a makeup mirror and smashed it to the ground. The LED mirror, worth tens of thousands of yuan, shattered, sending countless fragments flying. The staff members were so frightened that they covered their heads and ran away.

No one noticed that a new assistant in the corner was trembling as she put away her phone. In the video, Lu Xiaomi's distorted face and the mess on the floor had been secretly recorded and stored in her cloud drive.