Madam on top: CEO's new wife

"So suddenly?" Mo Wanni's first reaction was that someone was behind her back, and she rubbed her brows with a headache, and she couldn't sleep anymore. "It seems that our trip is over!"

"Let's come again next time." Ling Junchen was not in a good mood, and finally saved some time to go out to play. There are a lot of things that are endless.

"Let's talk about it next time, and go wash up quickly."

"it is good."

Mo Wanni didn't wear a skirt today, she found a t-shirt and a pair of casual pants, her hair was tied up high, exuding a youthful and passionate look without losing her capable spirit.

"I've wronged you." Ling Junchen sat on the plane exhausted physically and mentally, frowning, his tone gradually helpless.

"What's wrong with that?" Mo Wanni laughed, "I'm not an ignorant child."

"Well, my Wanni is the most considerate and caring about me." Ling Junchen smiled and joked.

Then he couldn't help but frowned again, "Financial loopholes are not as simple as project problems, and I'm afraid there will be another storm."

"You haven't seen such a big storm before. Shouldn't you be used to this kind of thing? Who made you so rich." Mo Wanni teased.

"Okay, you. You still make fun of me. I will be so busy that I won't see you once for ten days and a half months. You will be satisfied, right?"

"That's okay! I'm still waiting for Boss Ling to take care of me."

After being beaten up like this, Ling Junchen wasn't so worried anymore.

Yes, since I was a child, I have never experienced any big storms and waves. No matter how difficult the problem is, I can easily solve it. Are you afraid of this time?
"I'll ask the driver to take you home in a while. Take a good rest."

"No, I want to go with you."

"Hey, be good. I'm the president and I'm going to the meeting. Didn't you cause controversy when you went there?" Ling Junchen was worried that the second uncle and his group might say something that Mo Wanni didn't like to hear.

"Okay." Mo Wanni nodded, her identity was indeed quite embarrassing, "If you really can't bear it, don't hide it from me, you know, I'm not a spoiled girl."

"I know, you are a cactus in the desert! The thorns are so cruel." Ling Junchen reached out and rubbed Mo Wanni, "Go back and have a good rest."

"okay."

Ling Junchen hurried to the company as soon as he got off the plane.

I couldn't even drink my saliva on the way.

"Mr. Ling, you're here. They're all waiting for you in the conference room. Do you think you should go to the latest report of the finance department first or go directly to the conference room?"

When Ling Junchen got out of the car, Assistant Yang was waiting at the door of the company and reported the latest situation.

"Conference room." Looking at the information?He's going to read the conference materials, so the group of people who read things can't make trouble in his office?

"Okay, Mr. Ling, this is the core information I sorted out, and the following is what they submitted." Assistant Yang gave Ling Junchen two documents.

"Thank you for your hard work." This is what Ling Junchen is most satisfied with Assistant Yang.

No matter how flustered the information was, it was organized for him.

"Sure, Mr. Ling, the meeting room is here."

"Ah."

Ling Junchen adjusted his messy suit, opened the door and walked in.

The conference room full of discussions immediately fell silent.

A group of people look at me and I see you stop talking.

Ling Junchen pulled out the chair and prepared to sit down.

"Hey, is our Boss Ling willing to come back? I thought he died in Wenrou Township." Jun Ming deliberately squeezed his throat and said.

"If you really want to die for Ruanxiang, you must die first." Ling Junchen sat down expressionlessly, and without waiting for Ling Junming to speak, he opened his mouth, "Tell me, what is the financial loophole?"

"What's the matter? After playing with a woman, you've completely forgotten what happened to your company's finances?"

The only older person in the conference room spoke.

"What does Second Uncle mean? Now that I know it's my company, I can't ask?"

Ling Junchen wasn't afraid at all, he was tired of seeing this kind of play, why did the second uncle and the others enjoy it so much?

Ling Junchen couldn't figure it out.

Ling Junchen's sharp eyes scanned everyone present one by one.

But no one answered his words.

Anger suppressed panic.

"Since no one said anything, let's all resign." After a long silence, Ling Junchen said that it was a bomb, and then picked up the information that Assistant Yang gave him and read it.

"Mr. Ling." A person hesitated to speak.

"Shut up." Ling Junchen said without raising his head, his voice was flat, but it revealed an irresistible force.

Ling Junchen read it carefully and read it twice in a row.

During this period of time, everyone had different thoughts.

Some are really worried about Ling Junchen, while others are just looking forward to a good show.

The second uncle and Junming even thought of millions of ways to put Ling Junchen to death.

"Where are the people from the finance department?" Ling Junchen rubbed his neck and leaned on the chair, asking casually.

"Boss Ling."

"I'll give you five minutes to explain."

"Yes, it's like this. I went to work this morning. I checked the overall data according to my habit, and then found that the amount was not right, and it was 5000 million less. Because I checked it before I got off work yesterday, I suspected that I was wrong, so I checked it again. Again, it's the same."

"Then I asked the accepting staff, no one allocated funds after get off work yesterday, because Mr. Ling was not here, so I first notified Mr. Ming [Ling Junming]."

"I'll go to the bank to check later. The money was allocated around eight o'clock last night."

"5000 million is not a small amount. The people in the bank haven't been stamped by your finance department? How did you transfer it? Besides, at around eight o'clock, the people in the bank have already left work?" Ling Junchen hit the nail on the head.

"We asked, and the bank said that Mr. Ling, you need the money urgently, so the president went to the bank to handle it for you."

"I need it urgently? Help me handle it yourself?" Ling Junchen asked in disbelief. He was with Mo Wanni all night yesterday. When did he need the money urgently?

"Yes, the president also showed your signature. I, Assistant Yang, and Mr. Ming [Ling Junming] have all read it. It is indeed your handwriting."

"Assistant Yang." Ling Junchen tapped rhythmically on the table with one hand, squinting slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's Mr. Ling's handwriting." Assistant Yang replied.

Ling Junchen was silent, his handwriting, last night.

Is it him?

There are indeed many people who don't like him in business, but those who dare to attack him have the strength.Except for him [the opponent who appeared in the last chapter] Ling Junchen, I can't think of anyone else.

And yesterday in Toronto, he did reach an agreement with him and signed it.

But he read the agreement.There is no mention of 5000 million, not even words related to money. How did he manage to withdraw the 5000 million?

"Mr. Ling, if you need money urgently, don't you still have your own small treasury? You also know that." Ling Junming stretched his waist, and said with regret on his face, "The company has recently signed a big project, and the funds are so low. There is a huge demand for it, and in normal times, if you dial 5000 million, no one will say anything to you.”

"Are you sure that I dialed the 5000 million?" Ling Junchen sneered.

So what if it was his handwriting.

"Don't you believe that I don't even believe Assistant Yang next to you? How many years has he been with you? You question his words, it's really chilling!"

"Boss Ming is exaggerating. The matter is very important. Boss Ling is just in case." Assistant Yang said with a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

"He's making sure that if something happens, then something happens, otherwise what are we all doing sitting here? Drinking tea?" Ling Junming refused to let go.

"Tell me your opinion." Ling Junchen ignored Ling Junming directly.

"Mr. Ling, I don't think it's that simple behind this matter. Mr. Ling's business has grown bigger and bigger in the past few years. There are more people who are jealous, and there are many small tricks behind the scenes. We have to guard against it."

"I think Mr. Ling is mainly responsible for this matter. The people in the bank allocated the money after getting Mr. Ling's autograph. Assistant Yang also confirmed the signature."

"It's not necessarily true. Now that the technology is advanced, cloning technology has also come out. Who knows whether Mr. Ling signed it after looking over it himself, or a villain did it."

"Anyway, the signature is Mr. Ling's handwriting. Besides, we don't know the origin of the woman Mr. Ling likes!"

The meeting room was divided into two factions, one faction believed that Ling Junchen didn't know.

One faction just can't understand Ling Junchen and Ling Junming's group, and is going to drag Ling Junchen into the water.

"Enough." Ling Junchen's face darkened, and he dared to bring up Mo Wanni. Could it be that he has a too good temper recently? "The matter was simply investigated. There is no evidence, nor witnesses. I can't prove my innocence, but there is no evidence to prove that I am not innocent. Is it useful for you to argue here?"

"A group of old men, living like housewives. Look at you, I have come back from Toronto, what about you? What have you done? Have you backed up the bank's signature, paperwork, and appropriation list?"

"For this meeting, I've been here. None of you have reported. The company never raises disabled people, and there is no shortage of elites. It seems that I have to talk to the HR department."

After Ling Junchen finished speaking, he strode out of the conference room.

"Assistant Yang went to the Public Security Bureau to report and said that someone was laundering money. It must be thoroughly investigated, no matter who is involved."

Ling Junchen was no longer in the conference room, but his unquestionable voice was still echoing in everyone's ears.

"Boss Ling's tribute has already been placed, please cooperate with me in the future." Assistant Yang left a sentence and left.

"Hmph, why are you pretending to be noble!" Ling Junming slammed his fist on the table with a gloomy face.

The few people who hadn't had time to leave looked at each other, then picked up their things and left at a faster speed.

For high-level struggles, it's better for them to settle down.

"What are you panicking about? Let him toss about it. Anyway, the signature is in his handwriting."

"It's still my father's scheming."

In the other office.

"President, I have collected all the information on the project, do you need to see it?"

"Give it to me. How is Ling Junchen doing?"

"The man has come back and had a meeting, but Ling Junchen reported it to the Public Security Bureau on the grounds that someone was laundering money. President, will we do this?"

"What are you afraid of? The handwriting is his and not forged by me. At worst, return the money."

"Then the president still does this?"

"Let him not be distracted for the time being, and we will be able to successfully take over this plan instead of him."

"President Gao Ming."