"You... I..." Lu Congzhou's heart beat fast.
"Well." Meng Zezhi said with a smile, "I know."
Lu Congzhou blinked, and you will know what I said.
But that didn't stop him from bending the corners of his lips in a pleasing arc.
Meng Zezhi changed the phone to his left hand: "What do you want to eat tomorrow, I'll make it for you?"
Lu Congzhou's face is no longer red, his heart is not empty, his brain is turning fast, and the joy in his voice almost turns into reality: "Crispy meat and spicy chicken."
"Add another dry pot of cauliflower." Meng Zezhi said, "Then remember to wait for me in the office tomorrow."
"Okay." Lu Congzhou coughed uncomfortably with red ears.
Who told him to let Meng Zezhi's pigeons go today
But as long as he thought that he would be able to eat Meng Zezhi's dishes every day in the future, and even communicated in depth, Lu Congzhou suddenly felt that his heart was flying.
Hanging up the phone, Meng Zezhi drove back to the company.
Two days later, he submitted a report to the board of directors. The content is that Zhao Ke, the audit director of the financial department, took advantage of his position to use the methods of withdrawing cash and cheques without accounting, transferring cheque transfers, intercepting the company's income and not accounting, and misappropriated the company's public funds. Sixteen million yuan.
The one who came to the door gave Zuo Bowen an uncomfortable opportunity, how could Meng Zezhi let it go.
"Well done." Duan Muqing patted Meng Zezhi's shoulder.
Not to mention that their mother and son hold 63% of Duan's shares, which means that Zhao Ke stole nearly 10 million from his family, and it would be better to recover it now.
Besides, Zhao Ke's father is Duan's shareholder, Zhao Xin, director of the board of directors.
Xin Zhao holds four percent of Duan's shares.
Not because of how much he contributed to the Duan family, but because he had little power at the time, and because he was jealous of the high profits of the Duan family, he secretly gave Duan Shizhong a stumbling block. Since ancient times, the King of Hell has been better, and the little devil is difficult to deal with. During the period, there was no way, so he had to give him a part of the shares of the Duan family.
A few years ago, when Duan Muqing had just taken over from the Tzu Chi clan, Xin Zhao used to rely on his seniority to fight against Duan Muqing.
Duan Muqing has a small mind, she can remember these things clearly, but unfortunately since Xin Zhao was fired from public office, his courage has become a lot less, although she has the heart to find his fault, but she has no way to start, and now she is finally letting him She took her chance.
The most important thing is that when such a thing happened, Meng Zezhi, who was the hero of finding out the company's moth, can be regarded as showing his face in front of all the shareholders, which is what Duan Muqing is most willing to see.
Unfortunately, things are not perfect.
After waving Meng Zezhi back, she couldn't help frowning, and then called Su Lingyu.
Su Lingyu is the current manager of the finance department. In Duan Muqing's view, Su Lingyu has an inescapable responsibility for such a big mistake in the finance department.
Half an hour later, Su Lingyu walked out of Duan Muqing's office with red eyes.
She returned to the office on her front foot, and Zuo Bowen called on her back foot: "How's it going?"
As soon as the door of the office closed, Su Lingyu's face changed dramatically, and the guilt in her eyes instantly turned into resentment. She gritted her teeth: "Fortunately, Duan Muqing still trusts me very much, but she just dismissed my position as manager, without doubting anything else."
"That's good." Zuo Bowen breathed a sigh of relief, and then seemed to think of something, a haze raised between his eyebrows: "But didn't you say that the accounts have been processed, how did Duan Guyan find out? These loopholes?"
"I don't know either." Su Lingyu said.
Zuo Bowen was a little uneasy, and he couldn't help frowning.
Su Lingyu gritted his teeth and said, "Bo Wen, I'm a little unwilling."
She was removed from the position of manager, and the replacement for her can be imagined.
Duan Guyan stepped on her body and climbed up.
She said: "Bowen, why don't we do something about his diabetes drug project..."
"No." Zuo Bowen cut her off sharply.
He has already regarded Duan's as something in the bag, and he also clearly knows how much benefit it will bring to Duan once the diabetes drug is successfully developed, so naturally he will not put his mind on this project.
"Bowen—" Su Lingyu's face stiffened.
Realizing that his tone was too severe, Zuo Bowen immediately slowed down his voice: "Lingyu, bear it for no more than three months at most, the Duan family is ours, and then, you can do whatever you want to toss Duan Muqing's mother and son. toss."
Su Lingyu was silent for a while, and finally said through gritted teeth, "I understand."
After a few more soft words of reassurance, Zuo Bowen hung up the phone.
He sat on the office chair, his fingers tapped the desktop rhythmically, he took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and clicked on the address book...
When receiving a call from Zuo Bowen, Lu Congzhou was pressed against the wall by Meng Zezhi and kissed fiercely.
Lu Cong Zhou Hong narrowed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Meng Zezhi's neck unconsciously, feeling weak and weak in the cracks of his bones.
He thought in a daze, didn't he come to visit Meng Zezhi's new residence, why did he suddenly kiss him
It was at this moment that his cell phone rang.
Meng Zezhi didn't care, and continued to attack the city and plunder the land.
Lu Congzhou woke up instantly, he blinked, raised his head with difficulty, and staggered Meng Fang's lips: "Don't..."
Meng Zezhi nibbled at his neck.
Two hours later, Lu Congzhou got off the bed, his legs trembling.
He grabbed the clothes on the bedside table and put them on, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened it, and saw that the four missed calls were all from Zuo Bowen.
Lu Congzhou's expression was slightly stagnant.
He touched the sheet under his hand, pursed the corners of his lips, and called Zuo Bowen back.
"Hello, Director Zuo?" Lu Congzhou said apologetically, "Sorry, I was away at noon, so I didn't receive your call."
"It's okay, have you eaten yet?" Zuo Bowen said in a good voice.
"Not yet." Lu Congzhou paused: "Do you have anything to do with me?"
"It's not a big deal," Zuo Bowen slapped sideways: "Isn't this heard that Gu Yan has been going to the factory recently? I've been very busy these days, so I don't pay much attention to him... How is he doing recently?"
"Very, very good," Lu Congzhou pursed the corners of his lips, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I'm busy with clinical trials of new drugs, staying in the laboratory all day, more like a workaholic than you."
"That's it, I see." Zuo Bowen loosened his tie: "Gu Yan is soft-hearted, new to the scene, inexperienced, and if there is anything wrong, please bear with me..."
The two exchanged a few more words, and Lu Congzhou hung up the phone.
"A call from Zuo Bowen?"
Meng Zezhi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Lu Congzhou raised his head.
Meng Zezhi walked in with two bowls of claypot rice.
"Well." Lu Congzhou felt a little uncomfortable.
In any case, if it wasn't for Zuo Bowen back then, there would be no him today.
But what is he doing now
"He came to inquire about my news." Meng Zezhi said.
The guilt in Lu Congzhou's heart instantly faded by two points: "Don't worry, I didn't say anything."
He also, shamelessly said duck.
As if guessing Lu Congzhou's thoughts, Meng Zezhi continued: "Although he pulled you a little back then, don't forget that he took Duan's salary and was doing errands for Duan's family, so do you. , so in the final analysis, it is Duan Shi who should help you."
In the original plot, Zuo Bowen relied on the memory of his previous life, intercepted Hu of Xinjing Pharmaceutical, and took the lead to invite the road from Zhou to Duan. So even without Zuo Bowen, Lu Congzhou can still stand out.
"Besides, you forgot, how did he treat your husband?" Meng Zezhi's lips curved slightly.
Lu Congzhou's attention was instantly drawn away by the word 'husband'. He squeezed his fist to his lips, his ears were red, his eyes were erratic, and he coughed uncomfortably, "Yeah."
"Let's eat, I put your favorite prawns." Meng Zezhi handed him one of the clay pots.
"good."
It was already evening when Meng Zezhi returned to Duan's house.
"Gu Yan." Zuo Bowen, holding a bowl, knocked on the door and came in: "I cooked your favorite bird's nest, and I'll bring you a bowl."
Meng Zezhi was stunned: "Thank you, Brother Bowen."
He stretched out his hand to take the bird's nest, picked up the spoon and stirred it up. The top-quality white swallow was crystal clear, with red dates, lily, and wolfberry, and the sweet smell came out.
Meng Zezhi took a sip.
"Is it delicious?" Zuo Bowen's eyes dimmed.
"Yeah." Meng Zezhi said, "It's so sweet."
Zuo Bowen said with a smile: "If you like to eat, I will make it for you every day in the future."
Meng Zezhi was stunned again, and smiled reluctantly: "Is it too much trouble for you?"
Zuo Bowen reached out and touched the top of his head with a doting face: "I just want to be nicer to you."
"Yeah." Meng Zezhi responded indiscriminately, buried his head and took a mouthful of bird's nest, avoiding Zuo Bowen's hand.
His left hand felt empty, Zuo Bowen frowned slightly, and his instinct told him that something was wrong with Meng Zezhi. He was about to speak when the corner of his eye passed through the collar and landed on Meng Zezhi's collarbone, where there was a tooth mark.
Zuo Bowen's pupils shrank, and there was a ferocious look on his face. He and Su Lingyu even had children, and he naturally knew what this meant.
"What's wrong?" Meng Zezhi asked.
Zuo Bowen's hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, and his nails went straight into the palm of his hand.
He resisted the violence in his heart, retracted his eyes, and said with a smile, "It's okay, you rest early, and I won't disturb you."
"Okay." Meng Zezhi nodded.
Watching Zuo Bowen leave pretending to be calm, Meng Zezhi sneered, heaved his breath, and spit all the swallowed bird's nest back into the bowl.
Things are good things, but it's a pity that they added condiments that shouldn't be added.
LSD, the full name of lysergic acid diethylamide, is a synthetic hallucinogen, as long as 100 micrograms, can be addictive.
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