"Every word in the meeting room today is recorded. I will hand it all over to the police. It doesn't matter if I can't get the reason. The police have a way." Qin Yang's indifferent gaze oppressed Zhao Fang and the others.
Mo Chi clenched his fists again, wanting to use all means to give Qin Ran a sense of security.
Actually, it didn't matter even if Zhao Fang didn't admit it, because Mo Chi had already investigated and found conclusive evidence. Yesterday, he had already handed this evidence to Qin Yang.
Mo Chi gave Qin Yang a look and he inserted another USB drive into the notebook. He clicked the mouse and displayed the information inside in front of everyone.
"Qin Chong, it's true that your rotten character alone can't pull you down from your position as the chairman, but don't forget the illegal things you did back then."
