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The resentment running through Meng Shuyu's heart seemed to have been paused, and it and she stopped in front of Zhou Jun.
Zhou Jun hung up the phone, threw the phone away, sat up straight and looked up at her.
As if to indicate that she could sue.
Meng Shuyu blinked, opened his mouth to say the word "I" but got stuck again.
Zhou Jun's eyes moved down from her face and pointed at the document in her hand: "What are you holding?"
"Ministry Zheng handed over the cost benchmarking analysis report," Meng Shuyu handed it over hesitantly, "Would you like to take a look?"
"Need not."
"Need not?"
"What report can he give?"
This means that Zhou Jun knew from the very beginning that Zheng Shoufu could not give anything decent.
"Then you..." Why didn't you inform her earlier, making her suffer in vain like a fool
Meng Shuyu endured it and said, "I can give a report that will make me angry to death."
Zhou Jun let out a light click of his tongue, looked at her for a while, stood up and walked to the row of cabinets at the back, took out a file bag from the built-in safe, turned around and put it on the table and pushed it in front of her.
Meng Shuyu took it with doubt, flipped through the information inside, slowly raised his head, and stared at Zhou Jun in surprise.
Zhou Jun raised his hand: "Is this enough to calm Assistant Meng down?"
Half an hour later, Meng Shuyu met Zheng Shoufu who was called back by Zhou Jun.
However, Zheng Shoufu did come back, but his face was so stinky that it could be pickled salted fish. As soon as he entered the office, he stared at her sinisterly.
Meng Shuyu looked back innocently.
Didn't he ask her to flirt with Zhou Jun
Although she didn't sell it, her leader couldn't help but want to vent her anger.
"Mr. Zhou, Commander Zheng is here." Meng Shuyu said towards the other side of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Zhou Jun hummed, bent down to observe the growth of several potted plants in front of the window, and raised his chin towards the sofa.
Meng Shuyu invited him to the sofa: "Minister Zheng, please sit down."
Zheng Shoufu smiled crookedly: "Boss Zhou is standing, how dare I sit here?"
Zhou Jun acted as if he didn't hear anything. He picked up a pair of gardening shears and started trimming the branches and leaves of the green plants with his back to the people.
Meng Shuyu: "You are old, so you should sit down. Otherwise, it will be Mr. Zhou's fault if you can't stand steadily."
Zheng Shoufu sensed something was wrong, so he pulled in his belly and sat down suspiciously, "What's the important matter that Mr. Zhou asked me to come over so late?"
"It's like this. Mr. Zhou just criticized me, saying that I was making a big deal out of nothing by bothering you with that little data issue." Meng Shuyu sat down opposite Zheng Shoufu and pushed the file bag along the smooth coffee table to his eyes. "I reflected on it, and now I have a suitable question to ask you."
Zheng Shoufu picked up the file bag and glanced back and forth between the two of them.
"As far as I know, Zheng Bu has a property in Shangcheng District, Hangzhou, which was transferred to your son's name in early 2019. Half a year after the transfer, the property was listed with the agency."
Zheng Shoufu paused in his movement of fastening the rope, and his expression froze.
Meng Shuyu continued calmly, "From the middle of 2019 to the middle of this year, a total of five buyers were interested in this house, and they paid you 5% of the contract amount as a deposit through the intermediary. Unfortunately, these five buyers all broke the contract in the end, and your house has not been successfully sold so far."
"Oh, I was wrong," Meng Shuyu smiled and shook his head, "The house is still in your hands, but you made a net profit of 2.15 million yuan in liquidated damages. How can you say it's a pity for such a good deal? There's just one thing I don't quite understand: why are these five buyers all relatives of Morishiro's long-term suppliers? Don't you think this is too coincidental, Minister Zheng?"
Zheng Shoufu's hand holding the file bag was throbbing with veins popping out, and he forced a smile on his face: "Assistant Meng, what you said is true. I handed the house to the agent because I was too lazy to care about it. I don't have time to care about the buyer's background. It's impossible for me to check every aunt and uncle of a buyer, right? According to what you said, I also want to know how the agent introduced these buyers to me. Isn't this deliberately misleading?"
"You mean, I should ask the agent about this?"
"certainly."
Meng Shuyu picked up a recorder and placed it on the coffee table: "That's perfect, listen to what the agent said."
In the well-air-conditioned office, Zheng Shoufu slowly sat up straight, a layer of dense sweat on his back.
Ten minutes later, the recording played to the end and the office fell into silence.
Zheng Shoufu sat stiffly on the sofa, his face as pale as if he could be used to paint the wall.
A clear "click" sound broke the silence. Zheng Shoufu was startled. When he looked up, he saw a leaf cut by Zhou Jun floating down from mid-air. It was obviously growing well and had a glossy color, but it was cut off just because it was in an unsightly position.
Zheng Shoufu felt like he was hit by a blow to the head by the scissors, and his head was buzzing.
There are so many people making money in the procurement industry, and since the amount is small, most private companies just turn a blind eye.
But he was indeed greedy and made some big purchases in the past two years. If Moriyo holds him to the bottom of the matter, how many years in prison would he be sentenced to for this amount
Such a meticulous transaction chain had not leaked out for two years. Zheng Shoufu never dreamed that Zhou Jun would strip him of his underwear as soon as he arrived...
The evidence of his lifeblood was prepared eight hundred years ago, and they were just waiting for him to perform. In order to show his loyalty to Zhao Rongxun, he foolishly took the lead and offended Zhou Jun desperately, fearing that he would not die fast enough...
Zhou Jun finally finished the last cut and looked back at the two of them: "Are you done talking?"
Zheng Shoufu stood up suddenly, his legs weakened and he fell forward, staggering to hold on to the coffee table: "Boss Zhou, I... I know I was wrong, I don't want this money... I don't want this money! I'll transfer all the money to the company, is that okay with you?"
"This is a pretty fresh idea," Zhou Jun raised his eyebrows, "What name does Zheng Bu plan to give it?"
"… Well, I can give it to you privately instead of paying it openly!"
Meng Shuyu coughed lightly.
Zhou Jun raised his hand towards Meng Shuyu: "Look, Assistant Meng doesn't seem to agree."
Zheng Shoufu looked over with fear and trepidation, only then did he realize that he had said something stupid in front of the group secretary in his desperation.
"Mr. Zhou, I have elderly parents and young children to take care of. I, I really can't go to jail!" Zheng Shoufu was so anxious that he bent his knees and threw himself at Zhou Jun's feet.
Zhou Jun lowered his eyelashes and smiled: "Minister Zheng said this as if everyone has their own problems."
"Boss Zhou, I beg you, can you please show me a way out—"
Zhou Jun raised his foot and gently pulled away the trouser leg that was wrinkled by Zheng Shoufu: "Minister Zheng has been in the workplace for so many years, he should know that no one can save those who don't know how to save themselves."
"What do you mean?" Zheng Shoufu looked at Meng Shuyu for help.
Meng Shuyu was silent for a moment and walked forward.
Before Zheng Shoufu returned, Zhou Jun asked her how the headquarters usually handled such matters.
She said that President Tsai has almost zero tolerance for commercial bribery. With this amount, not only will he be fired as a warning to others, but he will also be prosecuted for "bribery by non-state employees."
Zhou Jun smiled and said: Chickens can still lay eggs, wouldn't it be a pity to kill them to scare others
When hearing this, Meng Shuyu felt a chill for a moment.
I feel that this man is unfathomably cruel.
But perhaps the current Moriyo needs a leader with "extraordinary means".
"Mr. Zhou's point is," Meng Shuyu stood in front of Zheng Shoufu, "you should either contact a lawyer as soon as possible to see how to get a lenient sentence, or go back and think carefully about whether you can create more than 2.15 million yuan of value for Moridao."
"Yes! I can! I'll think about it when I get back... this week, no, I'll give Mr. Zhou an answer tomorrow!"
"Then I'll wait for good news from Minister Zheng." Zhou Jun pointed to the tea room outside the door and said to Meng Shuyu, "Look at Minister Zheng, he's sweating all over. Go get him a cup of herbal tea."
Meng Shuyu nodded and walked out.
Zheng Shoufu looked back at the closed door and said hesitantly: "... Do you have anything to say to me alone?"
"Just a reminder to Director Zheng, the path I give you doesn't mean it will work at the headquarters. Assistant Meng is my assistant and also the group's secretary," Zhou Jun patted Zheng Shoufu on the shoulder twice, "Director Zheng should be smarter."
When Meng Shuyu came back with the tea, she saw Zheng Shoufu sitting on the sofa wiping his sweat with an old-fashioned handkerchief. When he saw her, he immediately came up to her.
"Assistant Meng, you are too polite!" Zheng Shoufu wiped the sweat off his hands on his trouser legs, took the tea tray from her hand and laughed, "I can do it myself, I can do it myself."
Meng Shuyu let go.
Zheng Shoufu put the tea on the coffee table, turned around and rubbed his hands and said: "Assistant Meng, I'm sorry to bother you with this report today. I said those unpleasant words before because I was in a hurry to go home. I apologize to you. I only know a little about procurement. You are the all-rounder sent by President Cai. If you have any guidance in the future, just tell me. I will accept it with an open mind, humbly accept it..."
Meng Shuyu looked at Zhou Jun sitting on the office chair.
Seeing him signing the documents with his head down, he looked as if it had nothing to do with him and it didn't seem like he had explained anything to Zheng Shoufu.
So she is just taking advantage of the power of others
"It's not really guidance, it's all for Moridao's own good." Meng Shuyu curled the corners of his mouth with a fake smile, then retracted his expression, "Oh, Minister Zheng doesn't seem to like seeing me smile, I'll be more serious in front of you next time."
"How could that be, Assistant Meng! You must smile more often. You don't know that when you smile, my eyes light up. It's like a spring breeze..."
Zhou Jun slowly raised his head.
Zheng Shoufu paused: "I mean, Assistant Meng's smile is an affirmation of my work. Of course I hope to get more affirmation..."
"Minister Zheng, after drinking tea, you can go back and rest early." Zhou Jun did not stop writing and gave Zheng Shoufu a look.
Zheng Shoufu hurriedly picked up the tea and drank it all. He also took the teacup and saucer out, saying he would wash them.
The series of actions happened so fast that Meng Shuyu couldn't react.
When she came back to her senses, the coffee table was already clean, and the only sound left was the rustling of Zhou Jun's pen.
After a night of twists and turns, Meng Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Zhou Jun.
But he remained calm and composed, as if taking down a senior executive was no big deal for him at all.
But no matter what, she felt relaxed all over.
More importantly, after seeing Zhou Jun's ability to accomplish great things quietly, she will feel more confident if there is another Zheng Shoufu trying to show off to her in the future.
Meng Shuyu thought he knew how to return a favor, so he had to say something at this time.
She walked to the front of Zhou Jun's desk and stood upright: "Mr. Zhou, thank you for helping me tonight."
Zhou Jun paused and raised his head: "I'll help you?"
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"Well," Zhou Jun glanced at her with a complicated expression, then lowered his head, "You're welcome."
"… "
Before this moment, Meng Shuyu had never known that the three words "you're welcome" could have such rich connotations as "You're quite self-indulgent. Okay, then go ahead and be self-indulgent. It doesn't matter to me anyway."
Meng Shuyu's smile froze on his lips.
Thinking back to what Zhou Jun did tonight—even when trimming the green plants, he had to precisely control the last cut at the enemy's emotional climax. It seemed that everything this man arranged had his best timing.
So whether she was angry or not tonight, or whether she came to see him or not, it would not change his plan.
He was originally going to deal with Zheng Shoufu on this day.
Meng Shuyu took a deep breath and felt that the word "you're welcome" was more insulting than saying "you're overthinking" directly.
strong.
strong.
Meng Shuyu brushed the hair on his forehead and said, "Well, aren't you going to get off work yet?"
"Wait for Ren Xu."
"Oh, then..." Meng Shuyu glanced at the clock on the wall and found that she had missed the last bus. It was not convenient to take a taxi so late, but in this atmosphere, she really didn't want to take Zhou Jun's car again. "If you have nothing else to do, I will go back first?"
The phone on Zhou Jun's desk suddenly vibrated.
Meng Shuyu smiled and made a gesture of invitation for him to take it first.
Zhou Jun held the phone to his ear and said two seconds later: "Can't come again?"
On the other end of the phone, Ren Xu was stunned: "Ah? I'm already at the bottom of the office building, Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Jun: "Are you asking Assistant Meng to replace you again?"
Ren Xu: "No, what did you say? I said I've already arrived at the company, and... didn't you tell me yesterday that it was raining and asked me not to come, and that Assistant Meng would take you there..."
"He's not getting paid as a driver." Zhou Jun looked at Meng Shuyu, listened to a few more words, and said to the person on the other end of the phone with a deep sigh, "Okay, this won't happen again."