There is more than 60 million missing from the account, which is not a small amount. Mr. Zhao's people will definitely find out.
Song Xiang was also confused. Unexpectedly, Mr. Xu personally brought someone over and overruled Mr. Zhao.
Mr. Zhao is not a fool. It can be seen that Mr. Xu came to the rescue. Although he looked bad, he still ended it hastily because of the boss's face.
As soon as the people left, Suman breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Xiang stood up and greeted Mr. Xu.
The other party was a man in his fifties. The two parties shook hands briefly, and Mr. Xu asked someone to close the door.
"Mr. Xu, I'm so grateful."
As soon as Song Xiang thanked him, the other party raised his hand.
"Don't thank me, the message came from above, I'm just here to go through the motions."
Song Xiang was stunned, thought for a moment, and immediately thought of Yan Han.
Could it be that someone close to him reported the news?
That's too fast.
When she was about to ask more questions, Mr. Xu had already spoken.
"Mr. Song, everyone's accounts are perfect, but we audit and check to see if they are accurate. Do you know why?"
Song Xiang nodded. Needless to say, he was reported.
Mr. Xu glanced outside and lowered his voice, "Hurry up and make up the accounts. Don't let this kind of problem happen again."
Song Xiang thanked him repeatedly, but still couldn't help it, and asked again: "Please tell me clearly, who have I offended?"
Mr. Xu smiled and said, "Although your company is not big, it is still strict. Who in the imperial capital dares to disturb Tai Sui?"
Song Xiang was silent.
No one dares to touch the Yan family, unless she herself is a Yan family member.
"I see……"
…
Mr. Xu took the people and left. Suman hurried out to clean up the mess and came back not long after.
"This Yan Zhenzhen is absolutely crazy. She stuffed two people in before, and I already marginalized them. I didn't expect that she even got the transfer key."
Song Xiang put his hands on the table, "When did you find out that the money was gone?"
Suman: "The two people didn't come this morning. I was suspicious and asked people to pay attention. I only found out that something happened two hours ago."
Song Xiang wiped his face, really wanting to strangle Yan Zhenzhen to death.
"What should we do now? More than 60 million." Suman leaned on the table and cursed.
Song Xiang walked behind the desk, took out a check, and pushed it to her hand.
Suman's eyes widened when he saw it.
"I'll go, Mr. Yan is handing over the financial power to you?"
An 80 million check, taken out so casually?
Song Xiang rolled his eyes at her, "See clearly whose signature it belongs to."
Suman picked it up and looked at it, "Rong Boye?"
"Last time the construction site started, Mr. Rong gave me a red envelope."
Song Xiang lamented that the favor was really huge. She didn't want to redeem it at the time. She didn't expect that she would be forced to use it now, and she didn't know what would happen in the future.
"Go to the bank first and see if you can still redeem it. It might have expired."
When Suman heard this, he hurried out and took people to the bank without stopping.
Song Xiang calmly sat back on the chair, and with anger rising, he raised his hand and smashed a cup at hand.
Bang! There were pieces on the ground.
She leaned on the table, her chest rising and falling, relaxing her mood.
He showed mercy again and again, and even glared at me in return!
Straightening up, she took her cell phone and quickly dialed a number.
"Hello--"
A gentle and gentle male voice.
Song Xiang leaned on the chair and looked at the sky outside the window, "Where are you?"
"Where do you want to go?"
Song Xiang smiled and said, "You will disappear where you are within three days."