Zhou Zichen was a little happy. It was Mengdi who came, so there was no need to worry.
Meng Di, a person with a strong sense of justice, would definitely not spare Song Ji lightly when hearing such a thing.
Although Mengdi believed in Zhou Zichen, official matters had to be handled openly: "Please tell me the specific situation."
Meng Di said and motioned to the people behind him to start taking notes. The two detectives following Meng Di took out a piece of paper.
Mengdi asked: "Name!"
"Song Ji!"
"gender!"
"Ah..., man!"
"What position do you hold at Youlanxuan Leisure Club?"
"manager!"
"Tell me what happened."
Song Ji became excited and said with an aggrieved look: "These two guests came for a massage and ordered the 268 package. However, after the time was up, they still occupied the room until it caused losses to our club. We will pay the normal fee
, charged the room fee, but they were unwilling to pay and still made trouble here, which directly led to the loss of many guests."
Zhou Zichen listened silently and said nothing.
Huo Dalong felt angry when he heard that he had timed out. The worst he could do was order an extra set meal. After all, he had indeed timed out. However, the club was not full, and no one came to remind him. He also charged a high fee of one hundred yuan per minute.
, and now he is still distorting the facts and completely describing himself as a vicious person.
"You are slandering us. We have exceeded the time limit and we are willing to compensate, but you charge one hundred yuan a minute. This is not reasonable at all."
Mengdi took off his police hat and said in a bad tone: "Who asked you to charge such a high fee?"
Everyone could tell that Meng Di's tone was directed at Song Ji.
Song Ji naturally heard it, and his face gradually darkened. He took out his mobile phone and clicked on the camera function: "Comrade police, do you know this guest and want to help him?"
Mengdi casually stuffed the police hat to Zhou Zichen, unbuttoned his police uniform, took it off and threw it to Zhou Zichen, revealing the sweater underneath: "I didn't want to help him, tell me, who asked you to take it away?"
One hundred dollars a minute?”
"This is an express rule of the company. I just act in accordance with the company's rules." Song Ji said this confidently.
Mengdi laughed angrily: "You are so good at pulling the company's banner?"
Song Ji's eyes were a little dodgey, but he said quibly: "Do you, the police, want to make decisions for us victims? If you don't, then we will find a way ourselves. Don't think that wearing police clothes can do whatever we want. The police are
They serve us taxpayers, not support your boyfriend."
Song Ji saw that Mengdi was dragging his clothes and handed them to Zhou Zichen instead of to the police behind him. With his years of eyesight, he immediately judged the relationship between the two people, and in this case, he said that the relationship between the two people was beyond words.
Recently, after this video was released, more and more people attacked it.
Zhou Zichen was watching the show and wanted to see how Meng Di planned to deal with Song Ji.
Meng Di's face turned cold, he took out a business card from his pocket and waved it in front of Song Ji's eyes: "I put on the police uniform and serve the people. When I take off the police uniform, I am the eldest lady of Tiansheng Group. I
Although I don’t manage the company’s affairs very much, I at least know that the company will not do such shameless and deceptive things.”
Song Ji was stunned. He clearly saw the name on the business card. It was really Mr. Meng's daughter Meng Di.
"Xiao...Xiao Mengzong, I...I didn't know you were coming..."
Before Song Ji finished speaking, Meng Di interrupted Song Ji: "You still want to quibble? There is no such item at all. Even if it is overtime, it will be charged according to the minimum standard. Why is it such a sky-high price, one hundred and one hour?"
"I...I also want to make greater profits for the company. I am wholeheartedly thinking about the company!" Song Ji almost burst into tears, describing himself as a hero who seeks benefits for the company.
Mengdi did not refute. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. After the call was connected, he said directly: "Check the financial statements of the Youlanxuan branch in the development zone and ask someone from the company to check the financial statements of this branch immediately."
After saying that, Mengdi hung up the phone and looked directly at Song Ji: "I want to see how you strive for benefits for the company."
Cold sweat dripped from Song Ji's forehead, and his hands were trembling slightly.
Meng Di looked back and took the clothes and hat from Zhou Zichen: "How are you going to thank me today?"
Zhou Zichen was speechless and defended: "This is your store, shouldn't it be your responsibility to compensate me?"
Mengdi thought about it and waved his hand: "To express my apology, your consumption this time will be waived. One code equals one code. I will give you a free bill. You have to thank me for helping you today."
But Zhou Zichen said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, we are all one family. Are you a little too outsider to care about these things with me?"
Meng Di spat at Zhou Zichen: "I know he is glib. Okay, let's go to the conference room first and wait for people from Tiansheng's finance department to come and verify."
At this time, many club staff had come over. The club only had one manager, one store manager, and three monitors. All the current management staff were already present.
Mengdi had good eyesight and nodded to a middle-aged woman: "You are the store manager, right? Take us to the conference room."
The middle-aged woman was dressed very delicately, and the rouge was not thick. She looked clean and tidy without showing off her appearance. The middle-aged woman hurriedly walked out: "Miss Meng, please come with me."
Mengdi greeted everyone and said to all the staff before leaving: "Go to work as normal."
When they arrived at the conference room, Meng Di didn't speak. Except for Zhou Zichen and Huo Dalong, everyone stood or sat carefully, waiting for Meng Di to speak.
However, Meng Di never spoke, which really upset those people, especially Song Ji, who stood there as if standing on hot coals.
If it was just an ordinary job, he wouldn't be so miserable. Song Ji knew very well how much money he had made in this club over the years.
If it is really investigated, he is definitely not clean. If the circumstances are serious, it may even constitute a crime of experience.
Song Ji's face was dripping with sweat, and finally he couldn't help it anymore: "Miss Meng, Mr. Meng, I was wrong, I shouldn't have enriched my own pockets, you have a lot of money, just let me go this time! I am willing to give me
All embezzled public funds will be returned."
Mengdi nodded slightly: "How much money did you take from the company?"
"Five...one million." When Song Ji said this number, his voice was trembling.
Zhou Zichen was also a little surprised. This area had just been developed. In the past, there were some factories, small vendors, and a wholesale market. Later, the city re-planned and the area was heavily developed. The economy slowly developed, and the people also
More and more people are coming here to buy houses. It stands to reason that the turnover of this club will not be too high. If he wants to take away one million without being discovered, Song Ji still has some tricks.
Mengdi's eyes twitched slightly when he heard this number, and he said noncommittally: "Let me think about it, this matter has been reported to the headquarters. Even if I don't pursue it, there are still so many people on the board of directors."
If any company just wants to settle down, it depends on its ability. If it wants to develop into a national or even international enterprise, even if you look around the world, no one can build a multinational group, so a
In most cases, a group has many shareholders.
Tiansheng has several other shareholders, but Meng Yuelin has absolute controlling rights. Mengjia is the controller of Tiansheng Group. If Mengdi really wants to let Song Ji go, it is just a matter of words.
When Song Ji heard Meng Di's words, he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, there was a wall behind him to support him.
People from Tiansheng Group's finance department came quickly. After all, it was the eldest lady who spoke. If you don't do things in a conciliatory manner, wouldn't you be causing trouble for yourself?
As soon as the people from the finance department arrived, a financial manager came over to explain the details to Mengdi, and there were three other staff members to reconcile the accounts.
Although professionals work very quickly, it is not an easy task to check so many accounts.
When the accounts were sorted out, Mengdi's face became very ugly when he saw the statements handed over by the Finance Department.
"Song Ji has been a manager for three years, transferring an average of more than 300,000 yuan a year, and your finance department didn't find out." Mengdi did not blame Song Ji, but looked at several people in the finance department.
Several staff members in the finance department, as well as the manager, all lowered their heads.
A small branch can make such a large number of false accounts, and they haven't discovered it yet. It is indeed because they did not do their job well, otherwise it is impossible that they have not discovered any problems at all.
Mengdi continued to read the report and said: "This is good. The profit of the branch in one year is not as good as the money Song Ji transferred in one year. It is Song Ji who opened this store."
When Song Ji heard this, he quickly said: "Ms. Meng, I am willing to return all my money to the company."
Mengdi still ignored Song Ji and just looked through the financial statements bit by bit.
"Are these all the accounts?" Mengdi asked after reading it.
The financial manager hesitated: "No, Song Ji also did a lot of small businesses during his tenure. They were all gray income and were not recorded in the accounts. We still have colleagues checking it."
Zhou Zichen knew that the gray income mentioned by the financial manager was actually the same as the one he had just made. There was no such fee, or the fee was very low. Song Ji added it privately, and the income naturally went into Song Ji's pocket.
.
"Check..." Mengdi said and looked at Song Ji again. Just from the report in his hand, Song Ji had already transferred 1 million. I'm afraid those gray incomes, but this income also relies on the ability of this store.
Earning, after all, Song Ji is still using the company to make money.
This kind of thing is unacceptable in any company.
"Add more manpower and complete all these accounts as soon as possible. I will see the complete report today. Even if you work overtime, you will have to check it all. Xiao Hu, Xiao Liu, keep an eye on Song Ji. You can't go anywhere."
Mengdi said and stood up.
The two detectives who followed Mengdi immediately responded.
Huo Dalong watched such a thing and felt a little worried: "Zi Chen, do you think such a thing will not happen in our company in the future?"