Chapter 569

"What!?"

Han Bin, who was ashamed and bowed his head, suddenly looked up and looked at Xia Xiaoyun.

Xia Xiaoyun's pretty face has floated an obvious color of disgust, and her tone is deeper: "the person who leaked the secret is vice president Han himself."

"Impossible!"

Han Bin woke up, stood up with a loud voice, twisted his face and said in a loud voice, "President Xia, you are wronging me and putting on a big hat for me!"

"Han Bin, sit down! Talk to President Xia, be polite! "

Seeing that Han Bin lost his mind, Luo Xiaoyu, who was also shocked by Xia Xiaoyun's words, hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab his clothes and scolded him.

"I -- I didn't divulge the secret. How could I divulge the secret?"

After struggling instinctively, Han Bin woke up. Then he raised his hand with a red face, patted his chest, and said hoarsely, "President Xia, I can swear. If I reveal the company's trade secrets, let me go out and be killed by a car! "

Han Bin's words proved that he had completely lost his mind.

In shopping malls where intrigues, intrigues and interests are paramount, we must speak of credibility, but no one will take the poison oath seriously.

Han Bin's angry performance can only make Xia Xiaoyun look down on him more. With a silent sneer, he picked up the tea cup and sipped his saliva very casually. Then he asked faintly: "Vice President Han, I'll give you another chance at last, for the sake of a square face."

Han Bin also realized at this time that his reaction was too childish. He quickly took a deep breath and nodded: "President Xia, please."

"More than three months ago, you have been using the mobile phone card number of 136xxx. The company handled it for you."

Xia Xiaoyun asked.

"Yes, yes --"

Han Bin nodded and was interrupted by Xia Xiaoyun: "a few months ago, you changed your card number and contacted the headquarters. You said that your mobile phone was stolen while shopping. It's also abroad. It's inconvenient to supplement the number, so you used the new card you only use now, right?"

After seeing that Xia Xiaoyun didn't like what she said, Han Bin could only nod his head to say: Yes, that's it.

"But that number is still in use."

Xia Xiaoyun said and raised her right hand.

Laura, standing behind her, immediately handed her a cell phone.

Xia Xiaoyun ordered a few times on her mobile phone and put it on the table.

Immediately, a foreigner's voice came out: "Vice President Han, I can only give you a million dollars at most."

A man's voice, which no one had heard at the scene, replied, "Mr. Chirac, is a million dollars too little? I told you the bottom line of our company's profit, which saved you at least $4 million. So I think you should give me at least 1.5 million. "

Han Bin was stunned.

Like a wooden chicken.

And Luo Xiaoyu next to him, with wide eyes, looked like a ghost and stared at the mobile phone.

Although the voice of the man talking to Mr. Chirac is very strange to everyone, children also know that if they can download a mobile phone software, they can change the voice when talking to people.

This man is Han Bin.

After revealing the bottom line of the company's profits to Mr. Chirac, he asked for a reward of at least 1.5 million.

Three months ago, he said that his mobile phone had been stolen and that he could not replenish his card in other places. That was just an excuse: he used this number to make dirty private transactions with Chirac and others.

Sell the interests of the company!

"That, that's not me, not me."

When the third call recording was played, Han Bin sat down in a chair with his whole body as if he had been taken away.

Xia Xiaoyun picked up her cell phone, turned off the recording and looked at him coldly.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely depressed, and no one spoke.

Luo Xiaoyu wanted to defend Han Bin, saying she knew how hard he worked for the company and died -- the problem is, the evidence is here. Even if she broke the sky, who believes it?

"That's not me, not me!"

The dejected Han Bin suddenly raised his head, looked at Xia Xiaoyun and shouted excitedly, "President Xia, please believe me, I can't do such a thing!"

"So, who is it?"

Xia Xiaoyun asked coldly.

"Besides me, at least six people here know our bottom line of profitability!"

Before Han Bin shouted this sentence, Luo Xiaoyu slapped it on the table and shouted, "Han Bin, what are you talking nonsense?"

Han Bin was so frightened that he knew he was wrong again.

Old vice president Wang and other "bystanders" all looked angry. Just because President Xia is here, it's hard to be angry with him: ah, you're starting to bite.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

Han Bin lowered his head deeply again and hugged his head with both hands.

Xia Xiaoyun looked at him attentively and said slowly after a while: "Vice President Han, for the sake of your assistant brother Fang, I won't go to the police to investigate you. I just hope that you can take the initiative to hand over the $9 million you got from 11 transactions to make up for the huge losses you have caused to the company. "

"Nine million dollars?"

Han Bin loosened his hands holding his head, and his cheeks couldn't help jumping.

"You don't have to."

Xia Xiaoyun sneered and stopped looking at him. After slowly sweeping her eyes from your faces, she said, "from today on, vice president Zhang Lianghua will replace Han Bin. Luo Xiaoyu, who has caused great losses to the company due to his poor work in assisting Han Bin, will no longer serve as the second deputy general manager of international logistics, be reduced to the third deputy general manager and take over the previous work of deputy general manager Zhang. "

Xia Xiaoyun certainly knows what the current relationship between Luo Xiaoyu and Han Bin is, so just lowering her position will definitely give her face. Thanks to her good personal relationship with President Xia.

Luo Xiaoyu's pretty face was white, but she could only nibble at her lips and nodded.

"As for president Han, from tomorrow on, go to the public relations department to report to minister Zhang Xin."

Xia Xiaoyun said and looked at beauty Zhang.

Zhang Xin nodded quickly to understand president Xia's meaning: anyway, Han Bin is an iron core of assistant Fang. After he made such a big mistake, President Xia still arranged him in the "base camp" around the corner, which can be regarded as not killing him.

Han Bin shook his head and said bitterly, "thank you, Mr. Xia, for your kindness. I think... I'm no longer suitable for working in Shentong express. As for the nine million dollars, I'll find out who took them. "

With that, he stood up, opened his chair, bowed deeply to Xia Xiaoyun, then turned around and staggered out of the conference room.

After coming out of the small meeting room, Han Bin didn't take the elevator. After walking down the stairs, he collapsed and sat down.

The forehead was pasted on the cold wall, which did not bring him a trace of soberness. He could only painfully close his eyes and listen. A voice in his head was shouting: who is framing me?

"Han, vice president Han, are you okay?"

Han Bin's voice sounded timidly for a long time.

He opened his eyes blankly, looked up and saw a small face cleaner than Tianshan snow lotus, with full concern.

He knew the girl in a white business suit, who was president Xia's full-time secretary, Mo Beibei.

Similarly, Han Bin has long heard that the little girl has a good relationship with Fang Yuan.

When people care about him at this time, they just look at his face.

But he lost his face.

"Oh, oh, I'm fine."

Han Bin forced to smile a few times, stood up with the wall, took a deep breath, and then spoke. His tone was much smoother, just like chatting with his little sister: "Xiaobei, haven't there been any news about Xia recently?"

"No."

The eyes of Mo Beibei darkened, and his small mouth moved and stopped talking.

Han Bin frowned slightly and didn't speak.

Mobei hesitated for a moment before whispering: "several times, I have seen president Xia alone in a daze, staring at the table and muttering, 'Why are you dead? What should I do if you are dead?'

"Fangyuan won't -- die. Hehe, maybe the next moment he will come out of your eyes and tell you where he is natural and unrestrained during this time. That guy, since he was a child, likes to worry about him most. "

Han Bin smiled, but he believed more than anyone that Fang Yuan was dead.

Otherwise, according to that guy's temperament, if he doesn't make any noise for a month, he will feel that he doesn't taste alive.

"Also, you should have seen it on the Internet. Some donkey friends who went to Lop Nur for exploration once met a guy who called himself Fangyuan in the desert. Alas, I used to want to go, but the company -- ha ha, now it's good. I think I should go there to find him. That guy doesn't call me every time he goes to a fun place. It's a pity that I treat him as a brother. Well, when I find him, I have to pick his hair and slap him in the face. "

Han Bin smiled like an idiot, raised his hand naturally, patted on Mo Beibei's arm a few times, and walked down the stairs.

"Vice President Han, you --"

Mobei just wanted to persuade him something, but Han Bin waved his hand and walked quickly without looking back.

"In fact, you know he's dead. Now that he's dead, Shentong express doesn't have much fun. As for president Xia, hehe, how many days can he be powerful? Well, it's good for you to go. After all, it's always unbearable to kill him. "

Mobei's pretty face slowly floated a strange smile, then turned around, picked thin high-heeled leather shoes and walked away.

Han Bin raised his head when he saw a pair of small white leather shoes in his sight.

In a daze, he had come to the parking lot in front of the headquarters and stood in front of a black BMW.

Luo Xiaoyu stood in front of the window, silently looked at him for a moment, and whispered, "I believe you. You're not that kind of person. Don't lose heart."

"I'm Fang Yuan's brother. Even if I die, I won't humiliate him. But who else can believe me besides you? "

When Han Bin sun smiled, he heard a very nice and hoarse woman's voice ask, "can I believe you?"

Han Bin did not expect that there were people sitting in the car, nor did he notice that a piece of smoke came out of the window.

The door opened -- Han Bin and they felt a light in front of them: in the car, there was a woman in a black suit.

The pure black suit, especially the rigorous style, seems not very suitable for women.

In particular, the woman in the car has a beautiful face and a devil's body that can't be covered even if she sits in the car.

Shouldn't such a woman wear a strapless suspender skirt, expose most of her pink legs, step on nine inch high thin high-heeled red leather shoes, walk in the street with all kinds of manners, and let men hit the telegraph pole?

Why, dress up as a little widow?