Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

The contractor's eyes flicked across the several people in the room, and he read the turning point from the terrified expression of He Wen, who has always been aloof, and the panicked expressions of the rest of the relationship.

This seemingly frail and delicate young man is probably really extraordinary. He is someone who can hold the lifeline of all the high-ranking guys living in the place.

Then take a gamble.

He threw the gift on the ground immediately, and cried: "You don't know, but this Mr. He and this Manager Zhao of the Finance Department are related by marriage. They are like a nest of snakes and rats. They subcontract the project back and forth. , Layer after layer of deductions, [-]% of the funds went into their own pockets, even the materials..."

The contractor's chest heaved violently, and when he mentioned this, he got angry and gritted his teeth: "The materials are all provided by He Wen, the quality of the waterproof material is not up to standard, the pipe for fire protection is much thinner than required, and the reinforced concrete, If I hadn't posted the money myself, the house would have collapsed within a year of construction!"

Afraid that Qingqin thought he had done something wrong in the middle, the contractor didn't act miserable, but beat the snake with extreme calmness. : "I have left evidence of this."

He took out a small book with curled corners from his pocket, which contained several photos and invoices, as well as the notification request sent at that time: "Look, they did all of this."

"All the unqualified materials used were replaced, and the project was torn down and rebuilt. As for the evidence, I will hand it over to the legal department." Qingqin accepted the things and put on a business smile, "justice will be done."

The same will not end well for cheaters.The contractor inexplicably read the last sentence, touched his nose, and secretly rejoiced that he had decided to be a good person long ago.

Correspondingly, other people, especially He Wen and Zhao Lu, secretly complained in their hearts. They originally wanted to settle this matter in private, but now it seems that this Qing always wants to take the legal route!

Qibao's legal department is not a Jingzhou Pizza Hut, but there are too many dirty things behind their company, and any one of them is found to be a real crime.

Even if he wants to find a relationship... Not to mention the recent clean up of the officialdom in Jingzhou, Qibao, as a large local taxpayer, is a company with high social benefits named by the official, which naturally has its own halo.

Can't fight anywhere.

Once again, he deeply regretted that he was so blinded by his previous success that he actually provoked such a great Buddha!

The pair of brothers-in-law unexpectedly reached an astonishing agreement at this time, showing expressions of pain at the same time.

It's a pity that, except for other related households in the financial department who are also insecure, no one present felt sympathy for them.

The contractor and the other two have always been the victims. Yang Yiqiang was indomitable and failed many times in his struggles. At this moment, he felt extremely happy.

"Old people, today is so real, so happy..." Yang Yi stood beside Zhao Lu, humming a song in a low voice.Now this behavior is not only to monitor Zhao Lu, but also to beat the dog in the water.

As for Qingqin, he wasn't a holy father in the first place, and he just felt noisy when he saw their sympathetic gestures.

He looked at this ledger over and over again for a long time, and the estimated value of being ignorant was getting bigger and bigger, it was like cutting flesh in his heart.

Qingqin has double standards. If I want to prodigal, I will spend money casually. If you help me prodigal without my permission, tsk, isn't that treating me like an ATM?

His cold and stern eyes passed over the moths present, and while calling the security guards, he explained the law: "According to the law of Huaguo, the money you have embezzled is at least 3 million, which can be called a huge amount. Sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than ten years."

"President Qing," Zhao Lu still refused to give up, and with a bitter face, he pulled He Wen and knelt in front of him and begged, "We are also fascinated by ghosts for a while, give us some time, and we will return all the money, please do please Don't send us into the game!"

"There are old and young in my family, and it's because my mother has cancer, so I have to..." He Wen kowtowed and cried, and made up a hype along the way.

Qingqin avoided their actions, frowned, dialed the police number in front of them, and after reporting to the police, he told Qibao's legal counsel: "We will investigate the company's issues to the end."

"It should be so, Mr. Qing did a good job!" Yang Yi said loudly immediately, standing on Qingqin's side without hesitation.

Lou Quan also smiled and applauded, and his eyes fell on the other related households: "I'm afraid these few have done similar things."

These idiots finally came to their senses from this earth-shattering change, and they couldn't wait to rush over and hug Qingqin's thigh.

"We're just fishing for a little bit, and we haven't been involved in these things!"

"We are innocent, and we dare not touch the money at all!"

They talked a lot, and realized that this Xiaoqing was always more hard-hearted than the rumored one, so they turned around and started to make up for it.

"I know that Zhao Lu has deposited all his money in his wife's account, so I need to freeze the funds quickly!"

"Zhao Lu exchanged the money for gold bars and buried them under the floor tiles of the villa!"

"He Wen said that his sister had long wanted to kick Zhao Lu, or expose him, and run away with the funds herself!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the audience fell silent.

When Qing Qin looked down at Zhao Lu again, he felt a green light.

"Is what they said true?" Zhao Lu didn't pretend to be pitiful, and was about to rush over and grab He Wen's neck with a ferocious face.

He Wen was still sitting on the ground, with his hands on the ground, backing away again and again: "Listen to what they are talking about!"

"The person who said that is your girlfriend!" Zhao Lu roared angrily.

The person next to him fanned the flames: "He was complacent when he was drunk, and told me that when his sister took the money, he would get half of it himself! He is also the last seed of the He family!"

This man was quite scheming, even took out his mobile phone and released this recording publicly.

In the recording, this He Wen was so drunk and delirious, he spoke in a complacent tone, his tail was almost up to the sky, and his words even derogated Zhao Lu, an old man, to nothing.

Zhao Lu was already furious: "Bastard! How could you start the company without me? Where did you get the money without me? You siblings treat me like this!"

He knew that he was hopeless, and he originally wanted to save some money for his wife and children, but now he was so angry that he broke the jar and said, "I'll return the money now, xxxxx, it's on this account, so The law can still win me a reduced sentence. I will also sue you two for fraud!"

He Wen couldn't help regretting that he had brought the trouble out of his mouth, but he was treated as the only lifeline since he was a child, and he was spoiled, so he didn't take offense, so he bit his neck back: "You were the one who pulled me into this boat in the first place. It's not that there are some things that you can't do yourself. The little accountant you pushed out before the accident, heh, didn't let me go to PUA. I want to talk about this matter to the law enforcement agencies and see who makes a better sentence. Heavy!"

Before Qingqin called the police and asked the authorities to intervene in the investigation, this group of people started biting dogs, fighting with each other and throwing out a pile of black material.

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. This group of insidious villains will naturally not unite when things come to an end, but will stab each other and expose each other's weaknesses.

Qingqin's head hurt from hearing it, and the more he listened, the more he felt that he was being fooled by a fool. He rolled up the ledger in his hand, and slammed on the table, forcing the audience to be quiet.

He ordered the bodyguards to force them into the trap, and sat on the table at the same time, giving them a contemptuous look: "We Qibao will not raise these moths, Yang Yi, the rest, let the HR department fire them, we should investigate The investigation made it clear that not only will the money be returned, but they will also have to give an explanation and lose a few extra pieces of meat."

These people were still tearing each other up passionately, trying to win a chance of survival. After hearing this, they felt like the sky was falling, and they were crying and screaming.

Then they were dragged out by well-trained security guards, and what awaited them would be legal sanctions.

The next step was of course to clean up the mess for them. Qingqin was not in a hurry to sort out the accounts. First of all, he had to be honest and give the money that was due.

The contractor never thought that there would be a day when he could earn money standing up without giving gifts, posting red envelopes, or saying all kinds of good things in a humble manner.

The young man spoke his word and acted vigorously. He immediately checked the payment, and within half an hour, the contractor's mobile phone rang. It was a text message from the bank, and the final payment for the project had been settled.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" The contractor looked at the money, his attitude became more enthusiastic, he kept nodding and bowing, and stuffed the presented gift into Qingqin's hands.

Qing Qin naturally refused: "You are also affiliated with He Wen's company."

"...Yes." The head contractor showed hesitation. If he doesn't hang under this company, where else can he go in the future? Since 08, the construction industry has become more and more saturated, and the crows in the world are generally black. It is becoming more and more difficult for him Do.

Qingqin nodded and handed him a business card: "You can seek legal assistance from Qibao. We are happy to help those in need. What happened before the Qibao winery project should also be investigated thoroughly so that criminals can be punished. punish."

This was intended to make He Wen more guilty, and the corner of the contractor's mouth rose unconsciously.

"In addition, Qibao recently has a lot of civil and construction tasks. You can start your own company, and you can borrow more than 800 million company funds from Qibao's Dream Bank," Qingqin said while recalling the qualification requirements of construction companies, "Registration Requirements such as the number of constructors, this company will go bankrupt anyway, just swallow their talents."

This is an understatement, but it reveals the cruelty of this young man who is completely inconsistent with his appearance.

Yang Yi and the other two managers gasped in their hearts. The previous thunderous anger had already shocked them, and then "it is better to chase the poor with the remaining courage", and the ruthlessness of cutting grass and roots made them feel a chill in their hearts , looked at each other, and both set the policy of never being a demon.

It seems that I don’t know that I have been ruthless again. At this time, most of my arrogance has disappeared, and I am full of thoughts that the recovered money can be spent on construction companies. Anyway, the construction industry is currently in a downturn, and I am not optimistic about finding that kind of industry. Let's deal with the unfinished buildings, and then find those wastelands that are scattered all over the place to reclaim, anyway, how to spend money.

At least this wave has harvested a gold-swallowing beast, not bad.

Qingqin still has a mess to clean up: "Let me go with you to the construction site."

"Okay, okay." The contractor said nothing.

The sun was still very strong this season, so Qingqin had to bring something to see others working, so he brought a few boxes of water and a few large baskets of fruit, all as condolences.

The contractor also took advantage of this time to go to the cash machine in the manor to withdraw money, carrying two thick bags on his shoulders.

From a distance, you can see the fenced construction site, under the sun, every worker is sweating from the heat, the bean-sized beads of sweat keep rolling down, and the work clothes are soaked. After that, it's like getting out of the water.

"Brothers, our money has arrived!" The contractor yelled with a loudspeaker as soon as he entered the construction site. Two black bags full of them fell on the ground, one left and one right, very loudly.

As soon as this sentence was said, bubbles of joy exploded over the entire construction site, and the workers stopped their work one after another and quickly moved over.

"It's really here?"

"The salary can be paid!"

"At least clear the previous month's settlement first."

"Everyone, don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" The contractor yelled with a loudspeaker, and took out a small book with curled corners from inside his clothes. With some saliva on his fingers, he turned it over page by page, turning over the book while turning it over. hand over the money to him.

The joy of the harvest appeared on everyone's faces, and naturally they also cared about the few little faces who came with them.

Qingqin opened the plastic seal of the mineral water by himself, and gave each of the salaried workers a bottle of water and a few fruits, and was greeted with admiration: "Young people are sensible." "They are handsome. "

When someone started to ask the contractor, which family's junior is this, the contractor came back to his senses and slapped his thigh: "What are you talking about, this is our big boss!"

ho-

Everyone was shocked, looked left and right, this handsome young man with a smile on his face didn't look like a big boss, and he didn't have any rich things on him.

The contractor continued to introduce: "Thanks to our big boss of Qibao, he settled the payment for us, and then sent all the bastards who deducted our money to prison!"

The audience burst into applause.

Qing Qin's face turned red quickly, embarrassingly wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself in it.

My God, can't it?

Although he was feeling emotional, he still felt a little bit of secret happiness, and the certain sense of responsibility that he had been avoiding didn't seem so bad.

It was Lou Quan who saw his embarrassment, hooked his palm, and went over to ask the contractor to tell everyone to disperse.

The next step is the serious construction site visit procedure. Qingqin didn't know much about it, so he wore a hard hat and poked around, thinking everything was very interesting.

Lou Quan looked at his curious baby's eyes, and secretly regretted in his heart. If he had known that his dear was interested in these things, he would have dragged him to his construction site to see how the building was put up.

The condolences at the construction site ended at night. Qingqin sat in the car, turned on the mute, and saw countless messages and inquiries on his mobile phone for half the afternoon.

He looked sideways at the street lights outside, the silver light fell into the world like a river of stars, and the car windows reflected the tired and sharp eyes of the young man.

"Brother Quan," Qing Qin whispered, "Am I too used to them?"

Lou Quan has already begun to brainstorm a hundred stories about a young dreamer who just started a business and was full of joy and was deceived by others.

My heart ached so badly.

He pressed Qingqin's shoulders, their foreheads touched, and their eyes met. Lou Quan said in a deep voice, "What you did was never wrong. What was wrong was treating gentleness and kindness as weak and incompetent people."

Qing Qin blinked blankly and innocently, making a cute mess.

Lou Quan screamed guilt in his heart, while giving a comforting kiss.

The worker who sent Wang Mu back before also nodded happily and hurried home.

It is said to be a home, but it is actually a basement rented for children to study. The size does not exceed five square meters, and the advantage is that it is convenient for reading.

"Dad!" The fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was still sitting at the desk reading, his back straight like a young white poplar.

"Hey," the worker smiled, and took out a hamburger from his arms, "I bought it from that white old man. It is said that it is from country A. You children like to eat it."

"Why are you spending this money?" the boy muttered, but he swallowed unconsciously.

He ate like a little hamster with his mouth full, and after swallowing it in one gulp, he handed the rest to his dad, then remembered today's visitor, and handed over a business card: "Today, a person with a camera came over and said It's a reporter from Jingzhou Mingbao. I have something to interview you."

"I'm a big bastard, what does he want to interview?" The man rubbed his hands on his clothes, then took the business card, frowned, looked over and over, and handed the brick phone to his son, "Call me Call, let me ask what's the matter."

"Well, all right."

When the phone was picked up, the person on the other side spoke very politely: "Hello, I am a reporter from Jingzhou Mingbao, and I want to interview you about Qibao Winery. I have sent you the photo of the press card. You can pass ID number to check the authenticity of the ID card.”

Sure enough, he received a multimedia message on his mobile phone.

"I'm just a brick mover, how do I know what the winery is like?" The man's voice was so loud that it made the ears of the person opposite him ring.

The voice on the other side was still very professional, and he turned on the recording calmly: "What I want to interview is the matter on the construction site. I heard that Qibao has been in arrears with construction funds, right?"

The man frowned, feeling that something was wrong behind this: "Why are you asking this?"

"You don't have to worry about them retaliating. Now it is a society ruled by law. You can get a bonus for providing clues to our newspaper." The reporter said with a smile, "I don't think the environment in your home is particularly good. According to With a normal salary, you should be able to rent a small house with one bedroom and one living room."

"None of your business." The man was about to turn off the phone impatiently.

"Wait," the reporter didn't expect him to be unmoved, and hurriedly asked the most important question, "Then may I ask, do your building materials meet the specifications?"

The worker's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he was afraid that he would say something that he shouldn't say, so he immediately hung up the phone, turned around and dialed the call to the contractor: "Boss, I just received a call, saying it was Jingzhou Mingbao The reporter..."

The phone was hung up roughly, the reporter frowned, and someone beside him began to taunt—"It seems that he was rejected again." "With this level, how did you get into our newspaper?" "I don't usually see him running news , now even a pie falling from the world will not be able to catch it.”

He frowned and looked over, and the gossiping people immediately focused on their work on the desk, without meeting his eyes at all.

The reporter gritted his teeth, thinking of Shuangbei's request that the sooner the better and the promise after the event is completed, and then thinking about the news that migrant workers have no way to collect debts and migrant workers commit suicide in order to get their wages back.

This is a big breaking point, and it must be released as soon as possible. The evidence provided by Shuangbei is already quite reasonable, and it can definitely be made into a big report.

The reporter took out the computer, quickly wrote a report, and enthusiastically handed over the 2000-word long report to the editor-in-chief.

Seeing his hard work, the editor-in-chief showed admiration at first, but when he saw the content, his face sank: "Have you ever obtained evidence for the news in it?"

"There are a lot of photo records here, and the news is absolutely true. It must be big news if it breaks out now!" The reporter was in high spirits, with the words ambitious written all over his face.

The editor-in-chief looked at the photos carefully and found the mystery: "Only one party said something with red mouth and white teeth. Have multiple parties obtained evidence? Which party provided this information?"

"It's the Shuangbei that runs an ecological orchard."

The editor-in-chief closed the report, clasped his hands, and spoke sincerely: "Young people should study hard, keep their feet on the ground, and don't think about making big news as soon as they come up."

"You mean this news can't be published?" The reporter was so surprised that his voice was raised octaves, and he thought of other directions, "It's nothing more than wanting to protect Qibao. The government and businessmen colluded to control public opinion. This is an unfair world!"

"It needs sufficient evidence..." Before the editor-in-chief finished speaking, this self-proclaimed man who couldn't understand human speech slammed the door and left.

He sighed and put away the press release, and finally made up his mind to fire the old man.

After the reporter left, he was still very angry. He contacted a certain southern branch of the Wave News and published the report directly on the Internet.

So two reports quietly appeared on the Internet:

"Jingzhou Qibao Arrears of Project Funds: Where did the hard-earned money of migrant workers go?" "

"Qibao Uses Poor Construction Materials: Winery Collapse Is Imminent"