Chapter 0281 The return journeyThe little demon in the temple is very windy
October 5th is the last day of the National Day holiday.
After breakfast, amid the earnest teachings of his future father-in-law and mother-in-law, Zhou Yan took his girlfriend on the way back from the long vacation.
After settling down his girlfriend, Zhou Yan called the tool man Hannah and sent him and his girlfriend, who insisted on seeing him off, to the airport together.
As they were saying goodbye at the airport, the eldest lady couldn't stop her golden beans again, which made Zhou Yan feel quite uncomfortable...
"Parting is for a better reunion!"
Zhou Yan himself felt guilty when he said this.
Saying goodbye to my tearful girlfriend, I boarded a plane flying to the clouds.
When I returned to my residence, I first called my parents to report that I was safe, and then called my girlfriend to comfort her tearful girlfriend.
After sitting down, I was just about to think about how to complete the two Xuanmen's trial masters when a call came from Qian Wenqing, the financial director of Xinghan Group.
Qian Wenqing is obviously over 40 years old, a full twenty years older than Zhou Yan, but when they first met, he always called him "boss", which made Zhou Yan extremely embarrassed.
However, as time goes by, you get used to it.
"Boss, we have arrived in Dongyang, and we have reported it to the Municipal Anti-Corruption Bureau in the morning." Qian Wenqing was slightly proud, "It just so happens that we have a brother who is an alumnus of the Chief of the Investigation Section 1 of the Anti-Corruption Bureau.
You can almost see the account book tomorrow..."
Zhou Yan nodded: "Zheng Yun should be here too, right? Let him ventilate the suppliers in Dongyang..."
"Boss, you are really good at playing..."
After hanging up the phone, Qian Wenqing looked back at his brother who was waiting for news in the room: "Monkey, I will definitely not let senior brother take responsibility for this matter. We Xinghan and Dongyang have an exchange..."
"Monkey", whose surname is Hou, is Hou Chunlai. He is Qian Wenqing's right-hand man. Hearing Qian Wenqing's empty promise, his face was filled with bitterness: "Impossible. Even if Xinghan expands, it will not be possible in Dongyang."
There is no industrial foundation to build a factory..."
Qian Wenqing smiled and shook his head: "It is an Anxin Mall that is only open to group employees. The chairman has made a big bet and is preparing to develop specialty agriculture..."
"Is the group planning to expand?" Hou Chunlai's brows gradually widened, "The demand for Anxin Mall is not that big, right?"
"You are still too young after all..."
Qian Wenqing pushed the report receipt to Hou Chunlai and smiled: "There is no love without reason, and there is no hatred without reason!"
"Zhou Chuanjian, Zhoujialing, Qingya Town?" Looking at the receipt, Hou Chunlai suddenly had a thought in his mind, "Boss, are we working for the legendary Director Zhou of the group company?"
"What do you think?" Qian Wenqing curled his lips, "Why did you ask me to call you Boss Deng Zhuo?"
"Then it's all obvious..."
"Also," Qian Wenqing glared at Hou Chunlai, "Monkey, Director Jay Chou hasn't planned to come to the stage yet, so you can keep this matter in your stomach and no one can say anything..."
In the evening, Hou Chunlai invited his senior brother to have a barbecue hotpot meal in Daqin.
As soon as they met, the senior brother put eye drops on Hou Chunlai: "You have deceived my senior brother about today's matter. Your Xinghan Group has been in the news after all. How come you don't even have any political consciousness and you have to expose the past?"
The mess?”
"We are only responsible for reporting..." Hou Chunlai smiled very honestly.
"Don't think I don't know," Senior Brother Sheng Dongfang glared at Hou Chunlai fiercely, "Qian Wenqing, the leader, used to be a 'smiling tiger' in the auditing industry. Although he smiled all day long, he fell into his trap.
There is a shortage of people down there. Don’t tell me that a large group of you are here just for tourism..."
Hou Chunlai smiled awkwardly. As an old man under Qian Wenqing, he naturally knew the dark history of his boss...
"Brother, drink!"
"You know how to trick me," Senior Brother Sheng Dongfang picked up the cup and took a sip, "Before you came here, the teacher specifically told me to help you, but now it's better. If you can't help me, you have to help yourself.
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"No," Hou Chunlai smiled, "This time our Xinghan Group has two vice-president-level figures. One is Mr. Qian, the financial director, and the other is Mr. Zheng from Anxin Shopping Mall."
"Anxin Mall?" Senior Brother Sheng Dongfang frowned slightly, "I seem to have heard of it somewhere..."
"The one who used An-225 to transport milk powder to China a while ago!" Hou Chunlai was a little proud, "Mr. Zheng is here to deal with the aftermath. It depends on you how many projects you can leave for Dongyang!"
"This is really..." Sheng Dongfang showed a smile on his face, which contained a bit of joy and a bit of envy...
As soon as she went to work the next afternoon, Sheng Dongfang received a call from the Archives Bureau of Qing'an District, where Qingya Town is located. Those "missing" plans were found to be "misplaced" and had been found.
Within a few minutes, the Rural Credit Cooperative called again and said that the previous paper version of the accounts had "not been destroyed, but has been recovered."
After that, there was a call from the Qing'an District Finance Bureau...
Sheng Dongfang quickly ordered his men to work separately to search for information from that year.
In the evening, several groups of people gathered together.
Although the people in the Investigation Section have seen things like hiding money in gas tanks and people smuggling in buses, when everyone summarized the situation, they still took a breath of cold air: The big-ass Sesame Officer, only thirteen years old
In four years, he accumulated millions of wealth...
"Am I too slow, or is the world changing too fast?"
"Zhoujialing, where Zhou Chuanjian worked before, is not a wealthy place. Every year, there are government poverty alleviation allocations and special three-way funds..." Sheng Dongfang glanced at the compiled materials and sighed slightly, "This is just Ming Dynasty.
On the surface, the agricultural tax was only abolished a year ago. In the past, there were still withdrawals and voluntary workers in rural areas..."
"That means..." A clerk on the side sighed slightly, "A considerable part of the grassroots people's trust in the party and the government has been compromised by these grassroots moths?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I'm afraid that's the case!" Sheng Dongfang nodded slightly, "organize the information, let's go to the village to check tomorrow..."
"Boss, the village's account books that have been in existence for more than ten years may be lost in a short period of time..."
"Those who reported on the village officials are all certified certified public accountants, and many of them have worked in the audit department. I will apply to them and let them join in..."
The second night after school started, Zhou Yan received a call from his father.
Listening to the voice, Mr. Zhou was slightly excited: "Son, someone from above is here to check on Zhou Chuanjian. I heard it's someone from the Procuratorate. This time, this bitch will definitely not be able to escape..."
A dozen investigators from the Procuratorate, plus sixteen financial personnel from Xinghan Holdings, spent only two days going through Zhoujialing's account books for the fifteen or sixteen years before 2005.
After counting the data, even though the investigators of the Anti-Corruption Bureau's Investigation Section were mentally prepared, they were still shocked...
Misappropriating the poverty alleviation funds and project funds distributed by the higher authorities and storing them in his own bank account to earn interest is just a basic operation; and on the premise that there is already project funding, the village party secretary, pronounced Zhou Chuanjian and written as Tuhuang Emperor, just forced the villagers to
A project where you get paid if you work has turned into a cornucopia of money where you have to pay if you fail to complete a certain amount of work...
At noon the next day after sorting out the account books, the collected materials were placed on the desk of the Dongyang City Secretary.
"Director Wu, what was the result?"
The director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau glanced at the statistics with a wry smile: "You'd better see for yourself..."
In the afternoon of the same day, the city held an enlarged special meeting for leading cadres at the county level and above...
