PFC Chapter 258 The struggle has only just begun
Chapter 258 The struggle has only just begun
Jiang Yichen gently instructed me, "Just keep an eye on the logistics information and see if there are any other clues, Momo. Remember to get some rest."
"I understand." I nodded, but felt a little uneasy.
"Jiang Yichen...you too."
For the rest of the time, I continued to bury myself in front of the computer, carefully analyzing the logistics information of each batch of goods. This information was enormous and would take a long time to analyze.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yichen also began to investigate those transit points in earnest.
Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.
Further investigation revealed that the Kim family not only instructed suppliers to produce counterfeit goods that were highly similar to the genuine products, but also meticulously planned how to mix the counterfeit goods into their official website for sale.
To cover their tracks, they even arranged for someone to manipulate the logistics process, altering shipping information and making the entire logistics trajectory chaotic in order to mislead the public.
"The Jin family is indeed cunning." Jiang Yichen sat in his office, holding a latest investigation report in his hand, his brows furrowed.
"President Jiang, we've found a suspicious person," the assistant said in a low voice as he entered the room.
"Who?" Jiang Yichen raised his head, his gaze sharp.
“A logistics worker named Zhao Qiang.” The assistant handed him a document. “During the period when the problematic products appeared, his salary account suddenly received several large sums of money from unknown sources, and the timing was exactly the same.”
Jiang Yichen quickly opened the document, his eyes scanning the paper rapidly.
"Zhao Qiang..." he murmured the name, a cold glint in his eyes.
On his first day, Zhao Qiang went to work as usual, without any unusual behavior.
The next day, after get off work, he went to an upscale restaurant and met a stranger.
The tracking personnel immediately took photos of the two and reported the situation to Jiang Yichen.
"Who is that strange man?" Jiang Yichen stared at the photo, his brows furrowed.
"The investigation is still ongoing, but one thing is certain: this person is not an employee of the Jin family," the assistant said in a low voice.
On the third day, Zhao Qiang did not go home after get off work, but went to a warehouse in the suburbs.
The investigators followed quietly and discovered that the warehouse was filled with boxes bearing the genuine product logo.
"President Jiang, we've discovered a suspicious warehouse filled with products that appear to be counterfeit," the tracking personnel reported in a low voice.
"Keep an eye on things, and don't make any rash moves," Jiang Yichen said in a deep voice.
On the fourth day, Zhao Qiang met with the stranger again.
This time, the trackers successfully recorded the conversation between the two.
"When will this batch of goods be shipped out?" the stranger asked in a low voice.
"It'll be all set up by tomorrow. I've already made the arrangements," Zhao Qiang said with a smug smile.
"Master Jin is pressuring you, so you'd better be careful."
"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, you can trust me to handle things."
On the fifth day, the tracking personnel discovered that Zhao Qiang had tampered with the shipping information of a batch of goods in the logistics system.
They recorded the entire process and handed the evidence over to Jiang Yichen.
"Mr. Jiang, this is evidence of Zhao Qiang's illegal operations." The assistant handed him the USB drive.
Jiang Yichen nodded, a resolute glint in his eyes.
Late at night, I was organizing evidence in my studio when I suddenly received an anonymous text message on my phone: "If you want to be safe, stop immediately, or you will bear the consequences."
When I woke up the next day, I immediately showed the text message to Jiang Yichen. His eyes sharpened: "This is a threat from the Jin family; they're trying to scare us away."
I clenched my fist: "I will not be intimidated. Justice may be delayed, but it will not be denied. We cannot give up."
A few days later, when we went to submit our evidence to the regulatory authorities, we encountered unexpected obstacles. The usually amiable officials suddenly became cold and made various excuses to avoid us.
“This evidence is insufficient,” an official said.
“More time is needed for the review,” another official added.
As we stepped out of the building, his expression was even more stern than before, his brows furrowed, his gaze deep and grave. He stopped, glanced up at the towering corporate building, and said in a low, icy voice, "It seems the Jin family's reach extends further than we anticipated."
Standing beside him, I sensed the suppressed anger in his voice. The Kim family's actions had indeed caught us off guard; they had not only bribed high-ranking officials but also attempted to suppress our new project through policy maneuvers. This blatant provocation was clearly premeditated.
I said softly, with a hint of calm analysis in my voice, "Their goal is very clear: to force us to make concessions through external pressure. However, the more eager they are to act, the more likely they are to expose their weaknesses."
Jiang Yichen turned his head, his gaze falling on me, a complex emotion in his eyes. He was silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "Momo, the Jin family has always been ruthless. The fact that they dared to be so open this time means they must have someone backing them up. We can't let our guard down."
I nodded, understanding his concerns. The Jin family's ability to mobilize so many resources in such a short time clearly indicated they weren't acting alone. The power behind them was likely far greater than we imagined.
"Yichen, who do you think is backing them?" I asked tentatively, my eyes fixed on his expression.
Jiang Yichen frowned even more, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes: "It's not clear yet, but we already know it's the Jin family."
I know that every step from here on out will be more difficult, but we have no other choice.
"So what do we do next?" I asked, my tone firm.
Jiang Yichen's gaze sharpened again, his voice deep and powerful: "Let's go back to the company and call a meeting with the core team. We need to readjust our strategy; we can't let them lead us by the nose."
I nodded in agreement and followed him toward the parking lot. His back was still straight, but his pace was faster than usual; clearly, the pressure he was under was preventing him from relaxing.
Once inside the car, Jiang Yichen started the engine, filling the cabin with a deep roar. He gripped the steering wheel, his gaze fixed straight ahead, his voice calm and steady: "Momo, this matter might be more complicated than we anticipated. You... need to be mentally prepared."
I turned my head to look at his profile and said softly, "Yichen, I'm ready. No matter what happens, I'll face it with you."
"The Jin family thought they could control everything, but they forgot that the Jiang Group has never been a pushover."
Jiang Yichen's voice was deep and firm, carrying an undeniable chill.
I leaned back in my chair, silently pondering my next plan. No matter how far the Kim family's influence extends, we will not back down. This struggle has only just begun.