One Foot Higher

Jiang Junlin remained truly composed. He wasn't one to display his emotions openly. The ever-changing tides of the business world had dulled his edge, but he remained unshaken.

He was prepared for any outcome.

In a flash of inspiration, Gu Ci contemplated numerous methods of escape. Could she start a fire? She envisioned the scene of a fire in her mind—everyone leaving the bank, the transport vehicles in the underground garage, all monitored. How could they replace hundreds of kilograms of gold without a trace?

This predicament was all aimed at her brother.

The objective was clear; otherwise, they wouldn't be conducting a surprise inspection.

After the vault inspection, the inspector said, "Mr. Jiang, the gold reserve is accurate, no issues. There's another batch of gold coming in today. Could you show us?"

"Of course."