When he got back to his senses, the bodyguards who were guarding him had swarmed in and subdued him before he hurt factory director Hong!
Snatch the money from him.
"Factory director Hong!"
Young Mu doesn't care about the accounts. He steps forward and asks people to get the medicine box.
The wound on director Hong's neck is not deep, but his hand is not light. Fortunately, his hand was burned by fire before, and his hand was wrapped with gauze, which blocked him.
Nian Xiaomu simply bandaged him and immediately sent him to the hospital.
As for Fu Jin, who was subdued by bodyguards, he is surrounded by workers in the factory.
Everyone's expression, all want to break him to pieces!
"You don't have to dirty your hands for this kind of person. Send them to the police station, and there will be laws against him!"
Nian Xiaomu steps forward, takes over the account book from the bodyguard, looks at it with a slight change in his eyes.
Let people look at Fu Jin, turn around and follow him to the car and go to the hospital to see factory director Hong.
To make sure that factory director Hong's hand can be restored, and it will not have a great impact on her future life, she was relieved and called Mo Yongheng.
Ask where he is.
"I got factory director Hong's account. There are many records in it. You can check it for us!"
"I'll wait for you in the group." Mo Yongheng is simply appalled.
After hanging up the phone, Nian Xiaomu quickly went to Mohist group.
Just walked to the door, she saw Mo Yongheng waiting there. She simply told him the accident happened in the factory, and finally handed him the hand account of factory director Hong.
Mo Yongheng has been looking at the group's financial statements for the past few days after she suggested that there might be problems with the accounts of the clothing factory.
Now, as soon as we make a comparison with Hongshi's manual account, we can see different places.
"Although the monthly profit is almost the same as the group's statement amount, according to the records of factory director Hong, the book amount of the clothing factory is very large each month. What is the purpose of the money?"
"You find something wrong, don't you? Don't you say that Mokun has always been yearning for international capital and wants to change the business model with Moji group? It seems that Mo Kun has some business of his own outside, as Fan Yu has heard from abroad. I doubt that he has been using the clothing factory to launder money in recent years. He is worried that we will find him and then close the clothing factory in such a hurry! "
The way young Mu gnawed his teeth.
Mo Kun is really crazy.
For one's own selfish desire, dare to do anything!
"If that's the case, then there must be something wrong with the accounts of the clothing factory!" The eternal and determined way of ink.
After reaching an agreement with Nian Xiaomu, they went back to the office with their accounts in hand.
At the beginning of checking the accounts, I checked them for most of the day.
All colleagues in the group have been off work. Nian Xiaomu has been sleepy and forced away by Yu Yuehan. Before leaving, he only had time to remind Mo Yongheng to remember to have dinner.
Only Mo Yongheng is left in the office.
There was nothing else for him to do when he went back, so he stayed here and continued to check the accounts that had not been checked.
Just tired reached out and rubbed the brow and heart, picked up the mobile phone and looked at the time, and found that there were several missed calls on the screen.
It's all from Zheng Yan.
Just want to call her back, and think that she should be with Fanyu at this time, eyes light micro flash, quietly put down the phone.
The next second, footsteps came from the office door.
When he looked back, he saw a tight skirt. Zheng Yan, the enchanting and charming girl, stood behind him, carrying a lunch box