Ling Haoyu called the Finance Department of the group company and asked them to transfer five million yuan to their personal account. However, the financial accountant said that he needed to ask the financial director. At last, the call was transferred to the financial director's hand, and he was impatient:

"why do I have to transfer some money? I haven't been to the company these days, so you don't know who the president is."

The chief financial officer explained in a dilemma:

"Mr. Ling, the main thing is that we can't transfer money now, not to mention the huge amount, but we have to ask Zhao tezhu for instructions for hundreds of thousands of accounts, otherwise we can't get any money on the account."

Ling Haoyu was angry and scolded his mother on the spot. He frowned and growled:

"don't you want to do it? Can an assistant block my company's financial power? "

The chief financial officer was even more helpless:

"the chief financial officer has collected all the financial seals of the company. We can make a check for transfer, but the final decision has to be sent to Zhao tezhu."

Ling Haoyu was so angry that he stamped his feet and cut off the phone directly.

He let go of his address book and called Ling Zhenyu directly. However, when the phone was dialed out, he calmed down before he could get through. He hung up the phone and gave it to Zhao Xi instead.

Zhao Xi was working overtime when he answered the phone. Since he asked for the account, he had added a lot of burden. According to the young master's order, he must keep every sum of money that Kong Weiling made to and fro, and make sure that there is no fish missing the net.

When he heard the mobile phone ring, he didn't even look at it. He drew it directly and put it to his ear to answer:

"hello?!"

Ling Haoyu's tone was not smooth, and he began to question him as if he had taken a gun drug:

"Zhao tezhu must be busy now! I think you are meddling with your own business. Your hand is too long. If you extend it to me, what right do you have to take away the financial seal of our company? "

Zhao Xi looked at the name displayed on the phone, then gave a cold smile and explained in a soft tone:

"Mr. Ling, you also know that the financial situation of the company was not very good before, so our young master decided to tighten the financial accounts in the near future. This is not my personal decision. I can help you, even if I have the courage, I dare not move the financial chapter of the group company!"

Ling Haoyu listened more angrily:

"you should not take my cousin as a shield. My financial director said that you took all the chapters away. Now I need money. If you are sensible, please call me, or I will have to complain to my cousin!"

Zhao Xi immediately begged for mercy:

"Mr. Ling, don't worry. I'll try to find a way. If it's not possible, I'll transfer some money from my account."

Ling Haoyu roared angrily:

"I can't look up to your little money. In a word, I'll return the financial account of our company to me. Whoever takes it will return it to me. Don't push me to find my cousin. At that time, everyone will not look good."

After he finished, he cut off the phone. Zhao Xi listened to the busy beep coming from his mobile phone. He opened his mouth and immediately dialed the master's phone number.

The connection over there was very fast, and a steady voice came out immediately:

"what's up?"

Zhao Xi reported with great sense of achievement:

"young master, I just received a phone call from President Weiling asking me to return the financial seal and transfer money."

Ling Zhenyu was silent for a moment, and then he told him to come to me

After that, he added:

"the current accounts of Luoxin group should also be checked. In particular, what kind of people does Luo Wenxuan often associate with? I want to know his circle. "

Zhao Xi answered and cut off the phone.

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