771: Chapter 764: Scapegoat 771: Chapter 764: Scapegoat Despite Jin Guangrong and Ms.
Jin Ning wishing to send Wan Yun to prison immediately, they cannot do so.
They must endure their anger and have arranged a scapegoat for the fund embezzlement incident—namely, the foundation’s secretary-general, who has been Ms.
Jin Ning’s confidant for many years.
The Jins held a second press conference, still hosted by Wan Yun.
She first apologized to the people nationwide, stating that there indeed was a major parasite in the foundation—the secretary-general.
Because the foundation’s daily operations were managed by the secretary-general, he used his position to embezzle the funds raised for charity, an action that defies morality.
Wan Yun delivered a passionate and eloquent speech on stage, criticizing the unfortunate secretary-general as worthless.
Sisi listened with a cold smile, knowing well that the Jins are used to such tactics.
She wondered if the Jins’ subordinates felt disheartened by this—when the master eats, they sip soup; when the master is in trouble, they take the fall!
What a good master indeed!
Sisi also felt curious, because logically, Jin Guangrong should have received those photos and videos, so why was he still protecting Wan Yun?
From the Xu Jiaojiao incident, it’s clear that while the Jin men are morally indifferent, they impose strict demands on their women, akin to the proverbial saying about officials being allowed to mit arson while moners can’t light lamps.
Then why could Wan Yun still securely sit in the position of Young Madam of the Jin Family?
Mr.
Yun said: That’s not difficult; Wan Yun must have some leverage over Jin Guangrong, which he fears!
What leverage could Jin Guangrong have in Wan Yun’s hands?
Sisi was truly curious, especially when Mr.
Yun said this with a mysterious smile, as if knowing something, which only piqued her curiosity.
The foundation affair temporarily reached a conclusion; the scapegoat had already entered prison and was on trial, while half of the fund embezzled by the secretary-general was found at his home, approximately over fifty million.
According to the secretary-general’s confession, the other half was spent by him, specifically lost at an underground gambling den.
The investigation couldn’t proceed further; the money lost at the underground gambling den was irretrievable.
Thus, the embezzling secretary-general was sentenced to death according to law.
Upon hearing the sentence, the secretary-general painfully closed his eyes, turned his head towards a certain direction, his gaze obscurely dark.
No one knew what the secretary-general was looking at, but Sisi knew he was gazing at his master, because sitting in that area was Ms.
Jin Ning in disguise.
Perhaps the secretary-general was begging his master to be kind to his family?
Yet, he forgot, when even loyal subordinates of decades cannot be treated kindly, how could he expect such a master to be kind to his family?
In such a situation, the poor secretary-general had no other choice.
The trial ended, the crowd slowly exited the courtroom, and Ms.
Jin Ning also followed the flow of people out.
Outside the courtroom, a haggard-looking middle-aged woman coldly stared at Ms.
Jin Ning among the crowd, her eyes bursting with intense hatred.
This vile woman!
She wouldn’t let this vile woman succeed; she must save her husband.
Her husband might have helped the Jins with affairs, but he wasn’t inherently bad; his crime didn’t warrant death!
In any case, her life was a mess; she might as well go down fighting with the Jins!
Ms.
Jin Ning seemed to have sensed something, she looked in the direction of the middle-aged woman, but it was empty with no figure.
The secretary-general’s wife needed to be dealt with quickly, as the woman was not the gentle type easy to handle.
Well then, let that woman and her husband reincarnate at the same time!
Such a considerate master!
Ms.
Jin Ning’s graceful face revealed a sinister smile, even under the scorching summer sun, she exuded a chilling aura like a venomous snake.
Zhang Jie was infuriated by such an oute, hopping mad in front of Sisi.
“Is there no justice left?
The real culprit gets away scot-free, casually throwing a scapegoat to cover it up?
Are those judges just eating crap?
Are their eyes covered with crap?
Oh, it’s killing me with anger!”
Zhang Jie was panting heavily with anger, feeling her chest burning, she trotted to the kitchen and returned with three cups of ice cream, handing them to Sisi and Shangguan.
“I need something icy to cool my anger, dammit, it’s so frustrating, I just wish I could pull that judge’s head off.”
Sisi took the ice cream, and honestly, she also felt stifled, but this is the reality!
Why does Jin Guangrong have such big face?
“Don’t be upset, isn’t this inevitable?
We didn’t work for nothing, at least recovered over fifty million!” Sisi forted Zhang Jie.
“What’s the use of recovering it?
Isn’t Wan Yun that rotten woman still in control?” Zhang Jie said angrily, which was one reason for her fury, after all the hard work, nothing changed, can you blame her for being mad?
Sisi was also discontent, feeling the higher-ups were too lenient with the Jins, such a big incident happened, yet no measures were taken, it was truly infuriating.
Not just Sisi and others, but Jin Guangrong was even more dissatisfied, losing over fifty million felt worse than losing his blood.
But it had to e out, otherwise, explaining it to the big boss would be problematic.
The most distressing thing was, after such a matter, there was no profit to be had from the foundation anymore.
The higher-ups sent inspection teams down, watching closely; it’s hard to do anything, and there would be much less revenue in the future!
And what worried him was another matter, the scapegoat secretary-general turned out to have such a fierce wife.
Had he known she was that kind of woman, he wouldn’t have let her live for so long.
Turns out the secretary-general’s wife didn’t follow conventions, refused the first trial judgment, and submitted a request for a second trial.
This way, the case would drag on for several more months.
His years of experience told him never to let a matter drag; the longer it’s delayed, the more trouble it bees.
Eight days after the secretary-general’s wife submitted the second trial request, the secretary-general, held in prison, pierced his carotid artery with a sharpened toothbrush handle, died from excessive blood loss, leaving behind a confession letter.
The confession letter was written in blood, stating roughly that he felt he had done too many bad deeds, had no face to see the world, and was heading underground for repentance.
The secretary-general’s death made no splash in the big tide of the Capital City; no one cared about his life or death, let alone such a corrupt official—when the mon people knew, they’d only say he deserved it.
The only one who was heartbroken was his wife.
At this moment, she was on the run, two strong men chasing her, she carried a small backpack, gasping for breath as she ran in the night.
She wasn’t afraid of death at all, but she had unfinished business; she couldn’t let her husband bear the crime of being a corrupt official.
It’s said that even in the underworld, the Judge follows earthly judgments; if her husband has to wear such a black hat, he might end up in the eighteen layers of hell, suffering the tongue extraction ordeal, potentially never reincarnating.
Just to have her husband live better down there, she must clear his name.
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