In a room.
Song Sheng Chaoying looked over the documents, signed them, and pushed them aside.
He raised his head and looked at Tang Wanli. "You've spoken with Lu Chengwen?"
"I have."
Tang Wanli smiled and said, "He had quite a few nasty things to say about you, and even tried to drive a wedge between us."
Song Sheng Chaoying sneered. "Foolish man."
No sooner had Song Sheng Chaoying put down his pen than Tang Wanli leaned in and poured him tea, all attentiveness.
"We have to use him to bring back the overseas funds. Other than him, we really don't have a good way to do it."
Tang Wanli said, "An unreliable man will always be unreliable. Lu Chengwen is trying to force a binding arrangement and keep the Jiang Family alive."
"Hmph. Wishful thinking."
Song Sheng Chaoying said, "After this incident, the Jiang Family is already at the end of its rope. It has no real influence left. Next, it's up to you."
"Rest assured, Dean. This subordinate will not disappoint you."
Tang Wanli leaned closer. "Dean, Lu Chengwen already knows about some of the accounts. And there are other accounts he'll find out about sooner or later. If we don't put some kind of limit on him... won't he just keep leading us around by the nose?"
Song Sheng Chaoying nodded. "What are you suggesting?"
Tang Wanli smiled. "He has leverage over us and throws his weight around. Why can't we have leverage over him too?"
Song Sheng Chaoying nodded. "What do you want to do?"
Tang Wanli took out a small bottle and placed it on the table. "A specially made poison. Perfect for him."
Song Sheng Chaoying picked it up and examined it. "How so?"
"Lu Chengwen is a lecher above all else. But once