Fang Chenyi took the folder from the man's hands, opened it, and glanced inside. His brow furrowed slightly.
After reading through it once, he snapped the folder shut, and a faint, inscrutable smile played on his lips.
At that moment, Lu Zhisen was completely dumbfounded. The words of the man named Ma Dacheng were still ringing in his ears.
'An audit firm? It's really an audit firm? This shouldn't be happening! Besides the management, you could say the entire finance department is full of my people. Why didn't I get any word about an audit firm coming over?'
A storm of questions flashed through his mind. Then, as if remembering something, he hastily pulled out his phone. Seeing it had no signal, everything suddenly clicked into place. He didn't even have to ask; he knew someone must have used a signal jammer.
