Here.

After paying homage to Zhao Jiang, as soon as Zhao Tianbao came out of the tomb, he saw Zhou Dongfeng, the general manager of Xinhui's legal department, who had been waiting for him outside the tomb.

"Mr. Zhao, the director asked me to give this to you." Zhou Dongfeng handed a brown paper bag to Zhao Tianbao.

"We found that Leng's Medicine embezzled public funds without authorization, totaling 500 million!"

"Ha~" Zhao Tianbao looked at the accounts of Leng's Medicine in his hand, his tense face smiled, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Mr. Zhao, we have collected all the evidence about Leng's Medicine. If we report it at this time, we will definitely beat them to death!" Zhou Dongfeng said.

"No!" Zhao Tianbao said in a calm tone, "I never like rigid operations. If we want to play, let's play big and exciting!!!"

"There haven't been any new topics in the media for a long time. It's time to give our friends in the media something to eat."

Zhou Dongfeng immediately understood what Zhao Tianbao meant and nodded, "Yes, I will release some information to the media right away."

After Zhou Dongfeng left, Zhao Tianbao stuffed the documents back and looked back at Zhao Jiang's memorial shed.

"Xiaojiang, look, brother's revenge has begun!!!"

In the office of the chairman of the Leng Group headquarters.

Leng Batian sat on the sofa with a cold face, opposite him was Leng Bing.

Leng Bing respectfully handed a funding application form to Leng Batian.

"Dad, this is the funding application form required for the production of the artificial spinal cord project. Please take a look."

Leng Batian raised his eyelids and glanced at Leng Bing coldly. He took the funding application form, glanced at it briefly, and threw it aside.

Then he pulled out a piece of information from the folder, 'Pop! 'Throw it on the coffee table in front of Leng Bing.

That's Leng's Medical's account sheet.

"You obviously still have [-] million working capital in biomedicine, so why do you still come to me to apply for funding?"

"Over the years, I have invested billions in your biomedicine, and I have not even settled the accounts with you. Now, you clearly have money in your account, but you still want it from me? I keep your money to open a small treasury ?"

Leng Batian asked coldly, and Leng Bing panicked immediately, "No, no, dad!"

Leng Batian didn't give Leng Bing a chance to explain, and then changed the subject, "If you don't have any scheming intentions, don't play tricks on me. If you can't do it, I can replace you at any time."

Leng Bing was speechless. He sat there with his head lowered and his hands clenched tightly. He felt extremely wronged but could not express it.

Only he knows the pain of running Leng's Medicine for so many years.

Leng's Medicine mainly produces Chinese patent medicines. Although the medicines are very effective, they are very cheap.

This results in Leng's pharmaceutical profits being very low.

In addition, drugs produced by pharmaceutical companies cannot directly enter pharmacies and hospitals, but need to go through intermediary pharmaceutical distributors.

Leng's Medicine's profits are already thin, so the rebates it can give to dealers are naturally very low. If one Western medicine is worth a bunch of Chinese medicine soup or Chinese medicine, who would bother to promote Chinese patent medicines?

So, Leng’s Medicine is actually not very profitable.

However, in order to have a good-looking financial report at the end of the year and to prevent Leng Yan and Leng Yuan from having anything to say, Leng Bing began to make short-term investments.

One of the commonly used methods is stock trading.

Incorporate the profits from stock trading into the profits of Leng's Medicine.

In the past few times, the operation was very good. I bought in the short term, made a profit, and sold in the short term.

Unknowingly.

But I didn't expect that I was trapped in a stock I bought this time. I only bought it for 8000 million, but it skyrocketed and fell to the limit. In order to hold on to the investment, Leng Bing had to spend another 2000 from the company's books. Ten thousand to cover positions.

This resulted in only 52 left on the company's books.

Leng Bing is like a mute who eats Coptis chinensis and cannot express the pain.

Leng Batian glanced at him, with a look of hatred on his face, and said with a long sigh, "For the first investment, use the money on your books first. If it's not enough, come and ask for it from me!"

After speaking, he waved his hand and let Leng Bing go out.

Leng Bing wanted to say something else, but after looking at Leng Batian's face, he still didn't dare to say it. He could only stand up in despair, bowed and left.

When the moon was in the sky, Lin Feng finished walking around Chengdu and had a bowl of ramen at a ramen restaurant. He came out feeling full.

Plan to take a taxi home. ,

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked onto the road, I saw a familiar figure from behind.

The man was talking on the phone with his back to the road, and his voice was excited.

"no!"

"Their company's financial report is not up to standard at all. Forcing them to help will only bring greater hidden dangers to the city!"

"To find ways to?"

"Haha~ You go and tell them that this matter is non-negotiable."

"he?"

"It's useless for anyone to intercede. Just tell them that their company has been excluded from the city's assistance targets, and just say, this is what I said."

"I'll just put it here. If their company's documents cannot be approved, let them give up!"

After saying that, the man pressed the button to turn off the phone, breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned around under the street light.

It was Zhang Zhendong, the city leader of Chengdu.

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