Leng Ningyu was anxious in the office, thinking about how to minimize the loss. Suddenly, he heard Shang knocking on the door from outside and said respectfully: "Second Young Master."
When Leng Ningyu saw Wen Shang, he was so excited that he almost knocked over the water glass next to the computer. Wen Shang was back, so Leng Xiao must be back too.
Oh my gosh, it seems like he can't hide even if he wants to.
Wen Shang noticed his abnormality, and although he cursed in his heart, he still had a smile on his face.
"Second Master, Master Leng wants you to go to his office."
"Brother...brother, is he back?"
"Master Leng was on the plane last night."
"Yeah, I got it, I'll go right away." After Wen Shang left, Leng Ningyu called over his three gold medal designers, Bill
, Shanshan and Big Bird.
Only these three people in the company knew about the loss of the TP5 design manuscript. Moreover, TP5 was developed by a team of four of them. If something goes wrong, everyone is responsible.
"Yu, I heard that Master Leng is back?" Bill asked worriedly.
"Are you going to tell the truth?" Big Bird was very calm.
Leng Ningyu was so worried that he couldn't think of any good solution except confessing to Leng Xiao.
"It is necessary to let Mr. Leng know about this matter. It is impossible to get the original manuscript back with the strength of the four of us alone." Shanshan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
Her sharp gaze swept over everyone present, "Also, each of us is suspected of stealing the design draft."
"What do you mean, Shanshan, do you suspect that one of us stole the design draft?" Bill said excitedly.
Shanshan folded her arms and remained silent.
Leng Ningyu waved his hand, "Okay, okay, Shanshan is right. The four of us cannot escape suspicion. Let the president handle this matter. The worst-case scenario is that all of us will be laid off, and
You must also bear certain legal responsibilities.”
Bill and Big Bird looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
Only Shanshan still had a cold look on her face, as if this matter had nothing to do with it.
Leng Ningyu knocked on the door of the president's office, and Leng Xiao's secretary happened to come out of it. When he saw him, he immediately said hello politely.
Through the crack in the door, Leng Ningyu saw Leng Xiao sitting on a chair looking at the computer in front of him, seeming to be thinking about something. His condensed brows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, giving people a chill.
He pushed the wheelchair over bravely, and the secretary respectfully closed the door behind him.
"Brother, aren't you going to stay in the United States for a week?" Leng Ningyu tried his best to sound relaxed.
Leng Xiao did not answer his question, but asked straight to the point: "Are there any problems with the release of TP5?"
When Leng Ningyu saw him directly asking about TP5, his expression changed and he opened his mouth but was speechless.
Leng Xiao raised his head from the computer, saw his red face, and raised his eyebrows: "What happened?"
Leng Ningyu gritted his teeth in his heart. Anyway, the situation couldn't get any worse. The worst he could do was to be scolded by him and then kicked out of the Leng family. He was his biological brother, so he wouldn't send him to prison, right?
"Brother, the design manuscript of TP5 is lost." Leng Ningyu said this sentence with great effort and for a long time.
His mouth was even numb, and he felt even more uneasy. A pair of panicked eyes stared closely at the reaction on Leng Xiao's face.
Surprisingly, Leng Xiao was not furious, but asked calmly: "When did you find out?"
"Yesterday. After the celebration party yesterday, I went back to the office to sort out the documents. I was going to take out the manuscript that had been locked in the cabinet and make another photocopy. I found that the manuscript in the safe had been moved."
Thinking of what happened last night, Leng Ningyu broke out in cold sweat. The moment he discovered that the manuscript was missing, his mind went blank.
"That is to say, the manuscript was not lost last night. It was probably changed by someone a long time ago, but you just didn't notice it?" Leng Xiao rapped his knuckles on the sandalwood table rhythmically, and the sound was as dark as black.
There was no expression in Ye's eyes.
"Who else has the key to the safe besides you?" he asked suddenly.
"Because we have photocopies, I am the only one who has the key, but my three assistants have also touched the key. Because sometimes I have to use the original and I am inconvenient, I will ask them to take the key to the insurance
Open the cabinet." Leng Ningyu thought carefully and said.
"Instruct the security room to collect all the surveillance videos within half a month and send them to my office." Leng Xiao hung up the phone decisively and sat up straight, then looked at Leng Ningyu and asked: "Preliminary estimate, if it is made
How much loss will we probably suffer from the simulated version of the mobile phone?"
He is a businessman, and the process is important, but his interests always come first.
Leng Ningyu had already calculated this problem yesterday. In fact, this loss is immeasurable, but the loss before us is 500 to 600 million, because the simulated mobile phone only has the cost of production materials and labor, but no technology.
The cost is included, and the selling price will naturally be quite cheap.
If there is not much difference in performance, the expensive TP5 mobile phone will only become the choice of those rich people, but the rich people only constitute a minority after all.
After hearing this estimate, Leng Xiao lowered his eyebrows, as if he was thinking deeply about something.
Leng Ningyu was anxious on the side, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
After a while, the security room sent the video tapes over. The security manager opened the projection device in the room under Leng Xiao's instructions, and then put the video tapes in one by one. There were quite a few tapes in half a month. Leng Xiao
Just ask the security manager to adjust the date to around the off-duty time, because no matter how bold a thief is, he would not dare to commit a crime openly during the day when there are many people.
After looking at more than a dozen tapes, Leng Ningyu almost gave up hope. Searching like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack, because you don't know who the thief is at all. There are so many people coming in and out, and everyone looks like him.
It doesn't look like anyone else. A real thief will never have "I am a thief" written on his face.
He secretly glanced at Leng Xiao and saw that he was leaning on his chin and his narrow eyes were projected on the huge LCD screen. His posture was as leisurely as if he was watching a movie.
The security manager changed the tape and adjusted the time.
At this time on the screen, the Leng Group has not yet gotten off work, but everyone is already packing up and getting ready to end the day's work.
After a while, people came out of the building one after another. The screen was full of people of all shapes and sizes.
"Stop." Leng Xiao suddenly ordered.
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The recommendation is not strong, maybe everyone has been lazy recently, and everyone who catches it will get a TP5 mobile phone. It is available 24 hours a day, and it is convenient to use it after reading it.