Chapter Three: Eight Hundred Sixty Thousand Steals Thirty Million

hundred million. Yanqiu closed the case and looked at Jiming. “How long to authenticate everything?” “Seven days, if we're lucky.” “Three.” “You think your family owns the forensic lab?” “Not before.” She watched Yunjing's liquidation vans retreat from the gate. “We could acquire one.” Jiming was silent for two seconds. Then he smiled. “Fine. Three days.” The rain stopped. The first sunlight crossed the factory roof and traced a sharp gold edge around the black badge. Yanqiu had not won back the Shen family. But from this moment on, every step Yunjing took would first be weighed on the scale in her hand.