Zhuomei Micai

As the voice fell, the room was initially met with a dead silence, followed by a burst of uncontrollable, relieved sighs.

Several young Police Officers even slumped into their chairs in exhaustion.

Seventy-two consecutive hours of high-intensity mental tension had brought them to their limits.

"But."

Yan Ruyu's voice rang out again, instantly pulling back the atmosphere that had just relaxed.

"Disbanding does not mean it is over.

Everyone, remember this: once you return to your respective posts, keep your eyes peeled.

That venomous snake is still among us.

I do not want the next alarm to ring out from any of your jurisdictions."

"Yes!"

The crowd's spirits jolted as they responded in unison.

Looking at the tired faces that were once again burning with fighting spirit, Yan Ruyu nodded and waved her hand.

"Go and rest."

The Police Officers left one after another, and the noisy headquarters quickly became empty.

Yan Ruyu stood alone in front of the massive electronic screen, looking at the still densely packed city map, a trace of unwillingness flashing in her eyes.

Finding a needle in a haystack was indeed difficult.

But what if she had a magnet in her hand?

Li Wei's face appeared in her mind.

Lü Xiangdong had gone to such great lengths to set up this scheme; his target was clearly not just Lin Tianhao.

She had a hunch.

Lin Tianhao was just someone he saved in passing.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been killed so casually by him.

And Li Wei, this billionaire who had suddenly risen out of nowhere.

This man with monster-like skills might have something Lü Xiangdong wanted.

Especially after this incident.

Lü Xiangdong's injection for Qin Bing certainly wasn't prepared for Li Wei initially.

But Li Wei was the spoiler, and he happened to make Lü Xiangdong suffer a setback.

Given Lü Xiangdong's vengeful nature.

As long as Li Wei was around, Lü Xiangdong would definitely appear again.

Instead of aimlessly looking for the snake, it was better to stay by the piece of meat the snake most wanted to bite.

Thinking of this, Yan Ruyu's gaze became sharp once again.

She picked up her jacket from the hanger and walked out of the meeting room.

This morning, Li Wei had already been transferred from the ICU to a VIP private special care ward.

She was going to meet this most crucial "bait."

In fact, she had already gone there once in the morning.

As it turned out, as soon as she reached the ward door, she was blocked by that woman named Yang Yun with a beaming smile.

"Officer Yan, what a coincidence.

Li Wei just finished his examination, and the doctor said he needs absolute rest now and cannot be disturbed.

I appreciate your concern, and as soon as he's a bit better, I will definitely notify you immediately."

The woman's words were watertight, and with that impeccable smile on her face, Yan Ruyu simply couldn't force her way in.

Yan Ruyu looked past her at Yang Weiwei, who was making a face at her through the crack in the door, and the faint sound of Murong Wan's gentle instructions coming from inside.

For the first time on her own turf, she experienced an emotion called "helplessness."

That ward no longer looked like a hospital room.

It was more like a Silk Cave created by these women.

And now, she was going to attempt to break into that Silk Cave again.

The VIP ward area of the Military Region General Hospital was located on the top floor of the inpatient building.

Unlike the noisy, crowded environment below, filled with the smell of disinfectant and pain.

It was as quiet as the executive floor of a five-star hotel.

The corridors were covered with thick wool carpets, making footsteps silent.

Unknown modernist paintings hung on the walls, and a faint, elegant fragrance floated in the air.

Walking here, Yan Ruyu felt that her combat uniform, filled with a killing aura, was out of place with the surroundings.

She stopped in front of a ward with the door number V008.

There were no SWAT Officers standing guard at the door.

Instead, there were two burly professional bodyguards in black suits with wireless headsets in their ears.

Seeing Yan Ruyu, the two only nodded slightly and did not block her.

Clearly, they had already received instructions.

Yan Ruyu pushed open the heavy solid wood door and walked in.

The scene before her once again confirmed her previous judgment.

This was no ward; this was clearly a top-tier presidential suite.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was the night view of Shen City's most prosperous CBD.

Inside the room, there was a reception area, a rest area, and a separate bathroom and kitchen—everything was available.

On the expensive leather sofa, Yang Weiwei was holding a laptop, intently searching for something.

Seeing Yan Ruyu enter, Yang Weiwei immediately closed her laptop like a startled rabbit and stood up.

"Of... Officer Yan."

Yang Yun was sitting on the sofa, and seeing Yan Ruyu enter, she stood up.

"Officer Yan, you're here again."

Her tone was polite, yet it carried the composure of a hostess.

Yan Ruyu's gaze bypassed her, looking toward the area separated by a frosted glass screen.

She could vaguely see a wide hospital bed and several figures by its side.

"Li Wei is awake, right? I have a few things to ask him, and I hope for his cooperation."

Yan Ruyu's voice held no pleasantries at all.

"What a coincidence."

Yang Yun's smile remained unchanged.

She made a "please" gesture, indicating for Yan Ruyu to sit on the single sofa nearby.

"He is currently in a meeting.

Sister Wan and several analysts from Yinshan Capital are inside."

A meeting?

Yan Ruyu's brow twitched.

A severely injured person who had just been transferred from the ICU, with tubes still in him and who could die at any moment from a wound infection, was holding a meeting in his ward?

She looked at Yang Yun's impeccable face and ultimately said nothing, sitting down on the sofa as requested.

This position was very good; she could maintain a certain distance while clearly hearing the conversation coming from behind the screen.

She wanted to see exactly what kind of tricks this man was up to.

"...Therefore, my suggestion is that Tianhao Group must completely sever its ties with the past."

A gentle yet firm female voice came through; it was Murong Wan.

"I plan to change the group's name to 'New Departure'.

Abolish the name Tianhao and no longer use names like Murong that carry personal or familial connotations.

As for those subsidiaries left by Lin Tianhao that involve grey industries.

They will all be packaged and divested; even if it's at a loss, we must sell them as soon as possible.

What we want to build is a clean commercial empire that can stand in the sunlight."

The corner of Yan Ruyu's eye twitched slightly.

She could hear that there was absolutely no grief of losing a husband in Murong Wan's voice.

Instead, it was replaced by a decisiveness and confidence of someone in power.

It was clear that Lin Tianhao's death had no impact on her whatsoever.

"Very good."

A slightly weak but exceptionally steady male voice sounded; it was indeed Li Wei.

"Murong, your boldness has exceeded my imagination.

The name New Departure is not bad; break through the old to establish the new, and start from the beginning."

His voice paused for a moment, seemingly to adjust his breathing.

"Regarding the divestment of non-performing assets, do not be afraid of losing money.

Let the team from Yinshan cooperate with you and handle them as quickly as possible.

Our goal is to stop losses and make a clean break, not to fuss over the gains and losses of every single move.

Additionally, the idea you mentioned earlier about the collaboration with Mi Cai from Zhuomei Shopping Center is very good."

"Zhuomei is the most high-end commercial complex in Shen City and even the South China region. Although I haven't met this Mi Cai person, I've heard she is a business prodigy with both talent and beauty.

If New Departure wants to quickly wash away the 'nouveau riche' image left by Tianhao and elevate its brand positioning, cooperating with Zhuomei is a shortcut."

"Then how do you think we should collaborate specifically?"

Murong Wan's voice carried a tone of seeking advice.

"It's simple, two directions.

First, brand entry.

Doesn't New Departure still have several high-end catering and luxury jewelry agencies?

Find a way to enter Zhuomei; even if you don't make money in the early stages, you must establish the brand image there.

Don't worry, I will have Yang Yun and Qin Xue's jewelry brand join New Departure to build a reputation as quickly as possible.

Second, the integration of membership systems.

Zhuomei's members are the group of people with the highest spending power in Shen City; find a way to make them customers of New Departure.

You can talk to Mi Cai about launching co-branded mall membership cards or point exchanges.

Let their Zhuomei members enjoy membership benefits at New Departure's shopping centers as well.

As for the specific plan, let the subordinates handle it."

Li Wei's speaking pace was not fast, but his thinking was clear, and every sentence went straight to the core.

Yan Ruyu listened quietly, but waves were crashing in her heart.

She knew nothing about business, but she could hear the deep meaning contained in Li Wei's words.

He wasn't just giving suggestions; he was planning the future course for a massive commercial group.

This kind of business sense and macro-layout ability was definitely not something an ordinary company clerk who had been unemployed for several months could possess.

His resume was indeed padded."