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After entering the door, the metal rod let out a slight grinding sound, as if something was opening up inside. Fang Yao's hands pulled back and forth rhythmically, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Very soon, a slight 'kacha' sound rang out. With a twist of the lock, the seemingly sturdy door easily opened. The whole process took only five seconds; even a professional locksmith would not be able to reach such a speed.

Fang Yao entered and quickly locked the door. This was a fire escape, from the first floor all the way to the ninety-ninth floor of the building.

Inside, he was wearing a black rubber sweater. If put in the sunlight, one would find countless crisscrossing lines on the surface of this rubber sweater. These lines were the product of the heat energy technology of the human body.

The weight of this coat was only two kilograms. Not only was it extremely tough, it could not feel the cold even at -25 degrees Celsius. It could not reflect light and was hard to be seen in the dark.

Fang Yao pulled at the back of his neck, and with the black mask on his face, he sprinted towards the top of the building.

This time around, Fang Yao's purpose of sneaking into Yuanhua International Building was to gather data in the Finance Department. On the surface, his brother had committed suicide because he had misappropriated 1.79 million in public funds.

However, according to his understanding of his brother, with his upright character, it was absolutely impossible for him to do such a thing. There had to be a hidden reason behind it, and it was very possible that someone else was framing him, or that his brother had discovered some secret of the company.

In less than ten minutes, he had successfully arrived at the Finance Department, which was located on the 90th floor.

Yuanhua International Group had a lot of businesses, involving port transportation, import and export trade, financial investment and real estate. From top to bottom, there were many departments and branches, and the Finance Department located on the 90th floor was subordinate to the head office.

Fang Yao quickly found the treasurer's office based on the nameplate on the wall.

Once again taking out his small metal rod, he opened the door at a speed faster than the one downstairs. Pushing the door open, he entered the office, causing his heart to throb inexplicably.

This office was not big, only a few square meters was the place where his brother worked before he died. Now that things had changed, Fang Yao sighed and opened the cabinet that held the documents in the corner.

"Port transport, new standard for real estate, import and export of metals, military equipment …"

Fang Yao flipped through the books one by one, many of the categories giving him a feeling of helplessness. However, when he saw the list of military equipment, he subconsciously paused for a moment, "I didn't expect Yuanhua International to be involved in the arms trade."

According to the regulations of China, the arms trade can only be operated by state-owned military enterprises. Although Yuanhua International is not directly manufacturing arms, it can process very precise and specific parts.

In addition, the company that operated this business was called "Yuhua Manufacturing". It was barely a year old and was completely owned by the largest shareholder, He family. The name of the company's general manager was surprisingly He family's young master, He Tian Yu.

This company was only attached to Yuanhua International, and the group had the priority to cooperate with them. Seeing this, Fang Yao couldn't help but feel suspicious.

However, there was very little financial information regarding "Made in Yuhua", and there seemed to be traces of changes to the account information of his brother, Fang Ming, a month before his death.

Keeping the documents in the cabinet, Fang Yao quickly left the office.

From the looks of it, his brother's death must have been a conspiracy behind it, and "The Creation of Yu Hua" should have been the breakthrough in this matter.

Since he was deliberately concealing it, all the information he could find would definitely be something of no importance. If he wanted to find out about the secrets behind 'Made in Yu Hua', he would have to go to this company personally, or make a move on some key figures.

As Fang Yao thought of this, He Tianyu's domineering and arrogant face appeared in his mind.

"If I remember correctly, the office with the lights on outside should be on the General Manager level." A playful smile flashed at the corner of Fang Yao's mouth as he silently walked towards the safety passage and ran upwards.

The security system was very tight, even the fire escape's metal door required the latest anti-theft locks. The patrolling security guards were not allowed to enter this floor as they wished, however, all of this was just a matter of time for Fang Yao.

Silently entering the corridor, as expected, a light was on in one of the offices in the corner. Fang Yao calmly walked over, crouched down at the entrance, and pressed his ear against the door. This kind of solid wooden door had an excellent soundproofing effect, but Fang Yao's hearing was at least twice that of an ordinary person's.

"Dearest, we haven't seen each other for a few days. My little sister misses you so much that she told me to come here and meet you. You're so bad." A woman's fox-like voice sounded out. An enticing aura exuded from her bones couldn't be concealed. Just from the voice alone, one could imagine just how charming and open this woman was.

Indeed, in the dead of night, meeting in the office of the building that was a few hundred meters tall was very romantic. Through the floor-to-ceiling window of the general manager's office, one could see half of the East China Sea.

However, at this moment, his mind was completely elsewhere.

"Sasha, let me ask you again, other than you and me, does no one else know about that matter?" He Tian Yu's voice rang out, cold and with a trace of unease.

"Yeah, the third person jumped off a building and died." When the woman heard this, her originally charming and flirtatious face revealed traces of displeasure.

Her name was Chen Sha, and she was the Deputy Director of Public Relations.

Chen Sha is one of the best people in the world, a woman who can make a man fall in love with her, and make him fall in love with her.

"From now on, this matter will be rotten to your stomach. Even your future husband can't say it, do you understand?" The unease flashed across He Tian Yu's face as he spoke in a serious tone.

Hearing that, Chen Sha smiled seductively and said, "My future husband? It's not you? What? You want to get rid of me after finishing your task? "

Pushing away Chen Sha's beautiful hands that were continuously teasing him, he said, "In the future, it's better that we don't see each other much. Although this matter has already been exposed, it will inevitably leave some holes in our relationship, which will definitely arouse suspicion from others. I've already sent a million yuan to your account, so you don't need to stay in Far Flower International.