The next morning, the three of them, having made plans, arrived at the company together.
They would have Zhan Mohan and Song Yifan distract Libute, while Wei Yumeng would communicate directly with Mr. Newman.
Thinking of this, Wei Yumeng couldn't help but recall the scene from when she had just left the hotel.
"Yumeng, this is for you."
Wei Yumeng was slightly taken aback as she looked at the self-defense weapon Zhan Mohan handed her.
It was a small stun gun she had seen before.
"Although such a thing cannot be used domestically, it can be used abroad for self-defense," Zhan Mohan explained. "Even if something were to happen, don't worry, my connections are enough to make him go bankrupt."
Wei Yumeng quickly returned the item to Zhan Mohan, "Mohan, I'm just going to ask a few questions; I won't be in any danger."
Besides, it wouldn't escalate to the point of bankrupting an entire company.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Song Yifan also chimed in.
"Yumeng, although there's no apparent danger, we can't predict what might happen, so you can take this with you."
As he spoke, he handed Wei Yumeng a can of pepper spray, "Don't worry, this won't cause any serious harm, at most it will just temporarily impair his vision."
Looking at the two of them, Wei Yumeng felt a bit helpless. Did they really think she had such little self-preservation ability?
"Alright, I know you're worried about me, but I'm really fine. Don't you trust me this much?"
Wei Yumeng directly expressed her thoughts, "Just this once, can you set aside your worries about me, okay?"
Finally, Zhan Mohan and Song Yifan couldn't argue with Wei Yumeng anymore. If they continued to insist, it would be them being unreasonable.
Thus, the two of them had no choice but to compromise.
Wei Yumeng felt that although Song Yifan and Zhan Mohan had different personalities and appearances, they were sometimes quite similar.
Wei Yumeng's thoughts returned to the present. Precisely because they had ultimately chosen to trust her, she had to give her best effort this time.
"Mr. Libute, we've come to see you about something today," Song Yifan said hastily as soon as he saw Libute.
Libute approached them politely, "May I ask what brings the three of you here?"
Zhan Mohan maintained a cold demeanor, giving Song Yifan a fierce glare.
Song Yifan looked dejected, "Mr. Libute, you should know that I was the one who initially approached your company for this project, and I've put my heart and soul into this work."
"That is indeed the case," Libute nodded in agreement.
"But President Zhan believes that all the problems with this project are my fault, and he's even talking about deducting my salary. Could you perhaps help me reason this out?" Song Yifan's face was filled with frustration, making him seem as though he was on the verge of being laid off.
Zhan Mohan snorted, "I'm not blind. I can see your performance very clearly. If it weren't for your issues, how could this project have turned out this way?"
"No… it's really not like that, Mr. Libute, please explain it for me."
The three of them began to argue inexplicably.
Wei Yumeng, standing nearby, waited for a while to allow Libute to let his guard down. Then, she seized an opportunity to secretly find Newman.
"Who?"
Newman was undoubtedly startled by Wei Yumeng's sudden entrance.
"Mr. Newman, it's me."
"Miss Wei, what can I do for you? And you're alone?"
Wei Yumeng nodded, "Yes, I'm alone. Mr. Libute is being kept outside by my companion right now, so you can rest assured."
"You..." Newman's eyes widened in surprise.
Judging by Wei Yumeng's tone, she seemed to already know something.
"Mr. Newman, in fact, we've been investigating your company's situation for the past two days, and we've discovered that things are not as simple as they seem. For instance, the person truly in charge of this company now is not you, but Mr. Libute, who appears to be merely an assistant, isn't that right?"
"No, I don't know why you say that. Things are not as you think."
Despite Newman's words, his evasive gaze clearly showed his reluctance to face the truth.
"Furthermore, according to our investigation, we also discovered that Mr. Libute is actually your brother, isn't that right? And you already know this."
Wei Yumeng's tone was firm, and her demeanor alone was enough to make Newman lower his head.
Indeed, he sighed, "You are right. He is indeed my brother, and I only found out about this recently."
"We suspect that because you knew Libute was your brother, you deliberately became his pawn. But I don't understand why you would intentionally sabotage our project, and why you would deliberately force so many workers to leave?"
Wei Yumeng's questions hit the mark, leaving Mr. Newman's secrets exposed.
Sometimes, only the most direct approach proved effective.
Newman then spoke, "Since you know so much, it doesn't matter if I tell you. After my brother took control of the company, he was constantly trying to make a quick profit, which quickly caused dissatisfaction among many businesses.
I knew that if things continued like this, the company's situation would only worsen. I didn't want more people to become victims, so I simply went along with his plans. I also wanted him to truly see that his ideas wouldn't lead the company to a better future."
Wei Yumeng nodded in understanding. Perhaps it was precisely because Newman genuinely cared about his employees and his partners that he was so concerned.
He was even willing to damage his own reputation to protect others.
This made her recall that the Mr. Newman mentioned by Libute earlier was actually a reflection of himself.
"Mr. Newman, haven't you considered changing this situation? Perhaps you should speak openly about this matter, for example, that you've known about his identity for a long time."
Mr. Newman shook his head, "Whether I speak or not makes no difference. Because he hates our family due to our father, my knowing his identity is of no importance to him."
He sighed deeply at this point.
He had once tried to find Libute, intending to compensate him on behalf of his father.
But he never heard back from him. It wasn't until he returned to the company later that he discovered he had returned here and had gained the favor of his father.
Even though Old Mr. Newman knew Libute's identity, he still left the company to Young Mr. Newman before his death.
This completely ignited Libute's rage. To compensate Young Mr. Newman, he was willing to become a pawn.
However, his only wish now was to protect this company; nothing else mattered.