chapter 8

Daniel gave a wry smile and pointed at his head full of white hair. “This isn’t dyed.”

“I could never figure it out before-if President Fang was a fake, how could she know the bidding results in advance? And why did that first 50,000 yuan order actually exist?”

“After hearing your story-” He gestured to Zhao Cheng, who was already staring in shock, “I finally have an answer.”

Zhao Cheng swallowed hard. “I… I’m just a fringe member of the management. Sometimes the hospital pulls me in for bidding events to make up the numbers, and other hospitals occasionally invite me to serve as an expert reviewer…”

“All those records are in my office…”

“Hmm.” Daniel had a kind of calmness born of utter despair. “Did you handle that 50,000 yuan order?”

Zhao Cheng looked dazed. “I think I vaguely remember… The Medical Summit at the end of ’21, there was a female sales rep… Later, I think the deal went through, but as for which sales rep handled it, you’d have to ask the Procurement Department. I just handed over a business card…”

He hurriedly searched his phone, fumbled for a while, then looked up in confusion:

“…She used my phone to send another person’s business card to the Procurement Department, and then deleted the chat history.”

Daniel shook his head with a bitter smile:

“…I can’t beat her.

“I don’t even know if she approached you first just to trick me, or if she was scamming you and decided to scam me along the way-after all, you lost a lot more money than I did.”

Just as he was speaking, Daniel’s eyes lit up. He sprang to his feet and charged fiercely toward a black car heading for the Underground Garage, shouting angrily:

“Fang Jibai!”