It came yesterday morning and was solved in the afternoon. The problem was mainly solved by Zheng Hongyu, Zheng Minghui’s daughter.”
"With Zheng Minghui's influence in Jinrong, her daughter will definitely be able to solve the problem."
Zhao Jing cleaned and disinfected Chen Long's wound, and bandaged it carefully.
Fortunately, the wound was not big and no stitches were needed.
Xie Min brought hot water and Chen Long washed his face. He became energetic and radiant again.
When Zhao Jing saw that his injury was not serious, she felt relieved and did not let him go to the hospital.
Chen Long then stood up and looked around. This home was quite spacious, with two floors. It was clean and tidy. The decoration was also very particular. It was much better than ordinary city homes.
There was no one else in the house, just them.
"Thank you Auntie, has Uncle Song gone to work?"
he asked casually.
Xie Min shook his head gently, with a sad expression, and sighed: "Alas..."
"Aunt Xie, what's wrong with you?
Why are you sighing?"
"Aaron, your Uncle Song has been missing for two or three days. His phone was turned off and there has been no news, so I asked Xiaojing to come over and check on the situation."
"disappeared?"
Chen Long was very surprised, "How could such a good living person suddenly disappear?"
He looked at Zhao Jing in confusion.
Zhao Jing also looked sad and said slowly: "My uncle disappeared the morning before yesterday. My aunt searched everywhere but couldn't find him. The next morning, she went to the police station to report the police, and then called me again.
I asked for leave from the bureau and came yesterday afternoon."
“The police station in the town has filed a record, but so far, there has been no progress.
There is nothing I can do now. I was just about to go to the police station to ask again, and then I saw you."
"Brother Long, what should I do if you tell me about my uncle's disappearance?"
Chen Long frowned and began to think deeply.
Judging from the experience of his previous life, Dawang Village needed the death of a senior executive before he could pull out Zheng Minghui's tiger's tail.
Could it be that the unlucky executive was Song Zhilian?
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
He looked up at Xie Min: "Aunt Xie, did Uncle Song disappear in the village or on a business trip?"
"I don't know either."
Xie Min shook his head, with a sad expression on his face, "Lao Song was fine when he went out that morning. He said he was going to Yuzhou for a business trip and might not come back for several days.
After more than an hour, I called him, but his phone couldn't get through and kept shutting down.
Until now, there is no information at all.”
"Which unit in Yuzhou is he going to on business?"
"I went to ask at his company. It's a large power company in Yuzhou, but the company said that the people haven't arrived yet."
"That is to say, it is not yet certain whether Uncle Song disappeared in Jinrong, Yuzhou, or somewhere along the way?"
Zhao Jing nodded: "Yes, so there is nothing anyone can do now."
"Auntie Xie, Xiaojing, let's go to Uncle Song's company now."
"Why are you going to my uncle's company?"
"We need to investigate from the source to see if there is any problem with Uncle Song's company."
"Does this have something to do with my uncle's disappearance?"
"If it doesn't matter, let's go see it and talk about it.
Anyway, there is no other way now, and we can't just wait, we can only slowly investigate from the source."
Zhao Jing could only nod: "Okay, let's go there."
So, the three people got in the car and headed to the cable company in Dawang Village.
The cable company is quite large, with a magnificent office building, several standardized production workshops, and more than 300 employees, all of whom are busy and working in an orderly manner.
Xie Min took them straight to the general manager's office.
The general manager's name is Zheng Jun. He is a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, a pair of narrow and slender eyes, and a hint of cunning. He is very enthusiastic when he sees them, shaking hands with them one by one, and asking people to pour tea.
Everyone sat down on the sofa. Zheng Jun looked at Xie Min and said sympathetically: "Sister, I can completely understand your mood. It has been three days and Vice President Song has not been found. Not only you
Anxious, I am also very anxious.”
"Vice President Song's work is very good, he is conscientious and effective, especially in the marketing area. He has very rich experience and is a rare talent for our company."
"Now that Vice President Song is not at work, our company's sales plan will be affected to a certain extent. It's very difficult for me to handle now."
Xie Min said a few polite words and looked at Chen Long helplessly.
Chen Long asked calmly: "Mr. Zheng, I would like to know if there are any financial problems in the company recently. Can you give an overview?"
"Why are you asking about the company's finances?"
Zheng Jun looked at him cautiously.
Chen Long said bluntly: "If the company's finances don't have major problems, it can at least prove that Uncle Song has no financial problems, and we can rule out the possibility of him embezzling public funds and absconding in fear of crime.
On the other hand, if there is a big financial problem in the company, is Uncle Song's disappearance related to money?"
Xie Min immediately said: "Impossible, Lao Song will never embezzle public funds and abscond in fear of crime!"
The look in her eyes when she looked at Chen Long was immediately full of disgust, completely different from before.
Zhao Jing also frowned: "Brother Long, how can you say that? My brother-in-law is not that kind of person."
Chen Long explained: "Auntie Xie, Xiaojing, don't get excited. Since Uncle Song has been missing for so many days, we have to figure out the matter thoroughly.
Uncle Song is a senior executive of the company, and the company's financial status is an unavoidable issue."
Xie Min pointed at him angrily: "I asked you to come here because I hope you can help me, not to throw dirty water on my husband! You don't need to take care of this matter, you can go!"
"Auntie Xie, please believe me, I don't mean any harm."
Of course Chen Long had no ill intentions.
In his previous life, he knew very clearly from the newspapers that Zheng Minghui fell from the altar and was imprisoned. The trigger of the incident was the private execution hall. One executive could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide by jumping off the building; another executive suffered many injuries.
Beaten to death.
The main purpose of setting up a private execution hall is to investigate the company's finances.
If there are no financial problems with the cable company, it can be ruled out that Song Zhilian was tortured to extract a confession and may have disappeared for other reasons.
Zheng Jun said with a smile: "Sister, don't blame this little brother, in fact what he said makes sense.
Some people will do anything for money, and I can understand that."
"Moreover, our company's financial situation does have some problems."
"what is the problem?"
Chen Long asked quickly.
"A few days ago, the head office conducted a surprise inspection of our company's financial status. As a result, more than 5 million loopholes were found. The head office ordered us to find out the reasons. Several of our senior executives actively cooperated. As a result, the next day Song Song
The vice president was on a business trip and disappeared inexplicably."