Zhang Mingzhi came back, and when he came back, he knelt at the door of Zhang Daoyuan's villa.

In his thirties, he is 1.7 meters tall, chubby, with short hair and a smile, which is very likable.

At this time, he knelt in front of Zhang Daoyuan's gate and shouted: "Auntie, you let me see my uncle!"

Zhang Daoyuan's daughter-in-law shouted inside, "I'm not at home, I'm really not at home!" In the end, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I opened the door and asked Zhang Mingzhi to come in and look for it by myself, but Zhang Mingzhi lay down on the sofa in the living room and said: "If they want to arrest people, they will arrest them from here, and I will not go anywhere!"

Zhang Mingyi didn't dare to come back at all, he was afraid that he would be taken away if he came back like his brother, crying on the phone and calling his mother, crying bitterly, Zhang Daoyuan's heart softened.

Zhang Daoyuan, who came to the pharmaceutical factory, had all gray hair overnight, his face was haggard, and he walked towards the finance office tremblingly with a deposit pass.

Fu Xinfu hurriedly stepped forward to support him, Zhang Daoyuan said sadly, this 12 million is his coffin book, all of them will be returned to the pharmaceutical factory, and Zhang Mingyi and Zhang Mingzhi will no longer be held responsible, okay?

The team held an emergency meeting, everyone had their own opinions, and Chen Baiyu was a little soft-hearted.

Knocking on the table, Tang Zhiyong said lightly: "The merits are evaluated by others, right is right, wrong is wrong, the same is a lifetime of work, Secretary Liu, you have 5 million? Secretary Guan has 3 million? Why can he Zhang Daoyuan live in a villa and take out 12 million in cash? Is this all, or is it hidden? If no one pursues these things, do you still want him to use this money to shelter his children and nephews?"

Everyone was silent, the salary can be calculated between breathing and breathing, in this era of 10,000 yuan households and 100,000 yuan households, there are really not many people who take out 12 million in one hand.

"When people are watching the day, when the workers have nothing to eat, can they live in your house to eat? Whoever says yes, we will listen to him and not worry about the old factory director!" Tang Zhiyong glanced at everyone coldly.

"Since Zhang Daoyuan came to the ring with this coffin book, if you don't want him to have anything to do, I hope you can keep your mouth shut, otherwise someone will spread it tomorrow, and he will be in danger!" Tang Zhiyong sighed and said, looked at Liu Mingyuan, and said: "Secretary Liu, you go over and persuade Zhang Mingyi and Zhang Mingzhi to repay as much as they can!"

Closing the door, Liu Mingyuan scolded Zhang Daoyuan for being confused, this is not going to pretend to be crazy and stupid, this is three hundred taels of silver here, telling the whole world that he is a big corrupt official!

Liu Mingyuan looked at Zhang Daoyuan and was also angry in his heart, he has worked hard all his life, how much have you earned? 12 million is not enough, Guan Yuanqing has lived in a two-room house in addition to the dormitory all his life.

A few years ago, Tang Zhiyong asked him to return two million in a word, and his son Liu Qiang really relied on his own strength to earn five or six million, which was the foundation laid by Tang Zhiyong in the Yandu office.

"If you can keep one of them!" Liu Mingyuan became more and more angry, seeing Zhang Daoyuan's true face, it should be time to cut off his robe and break his righteousness today!

This sentence made Zhang Daoyuan tremble and almost couldn't stand up straight, Fu Xinfu helped him to go to the bank to go through the formalities, and repaid all the arrears to Zhang Mingyi, while Zhang Mingzhi only repaid more than 5 million, and there was still a difference of more than 6 million.

The public security took Zhang Mingzhi away from Zhang Daoyuan's villa for the first time, and at this time Zhang Mingzhi really knew that he was afraid, and the cuckoo cried and the blood ape wailed.

It is said that Zhang Mingzhi played the scene of hanging in the room yesterday, and it is too late to hang himself at this time.

Passing through the iron fence, Liu Mingyuan looked at Zhu Zhiren, who was sitting opposite him in handcuffs, and felt distressed, a child who was about the same age as Liu Qiang, and he didn't know how long he would be sentenced in the future.

Zhu Zhiren was very happy when he saw Liu Mingyuan, and said happily: "Secretary Liu, did you fish me out? Did Director Minghui coordinate it with me? You don't know how ruthless the people here are, they beat me, and I can't see any injuries, they are all internal injuries!"

"Zhang Minghui came in, don't you know?" Liu Mingyuan looked at this young man in his thirties with a shrewd face, and didn't feel that his eyes were already moist, "Why do you ignore your parents, children and wives, and still take the blame for him? Do you think you are smart, or are they smart?"

Zhu Zhiren was stunned for a while, as if he was stupid, and asked stupidly: "Zhang Minghui came in?"

"Your office, there are more than 3 million yuan in arrears in your name, how are you going to repay this money? We have communicated with your wife, you usually don't even give her a salary, and when you come back for the Chinese New Year, you only give the family 10,000 yuan for living expenses, where did you get that money, can you return the arrears?" Liu Mingyuan didn't want to entangle Zhang Minghui with Zhu Zhiren anymore, and said coldly.

"The money...... Not what I spended..... I don't have any money!" Zhu Zhiren still looks demented.

Liu Mingyuan sighed, walked to the door and let his wife walk in, he stood outside the door, after he understood, Zhu Zhiren found a good woman in Jiangdong, and spent a lot of money on that woman, he is Zhang Minghui's money bag, but Zhang Minghui was able to make the accounts round, and those arrears should be squandered by Zhu Zhiren to maintain the woman.

Sure enough, a woman's wailing was heard inside.

When the time came, the woman came out, knelt in front of Liu Mingyuan, hugged Liu Mingyuan's leg and begged him to save Zhu Zhiren.

Liu Mingyuan sighed and said, "You go and beg those people to release him from the iron cage, are they willing? Go back and take care of the old and the young, and wait for the verdict!"

At the team meeting, the financial statements of Xinfu readers were paid, and in the past month or so, a total of more than 40 million arrears have been recovered, and if there is no investment, the wages will not be delayed in the next few years.

This result made everyone's minds not happy, on the contrary, it was a little heavy, especially Liu Mingyuan, who suddenly seemed to be several years older.

At the meeting, Wang Xiangdong still looked indifferent, facing everything indifferently, everything seemed to have nothing to do with him, although he said that he would be in charge of production, but he still didn't figure out whether Chen Baiyu was really delegating power, or just a passing scene.

Tang Zhiyong sighed and said: "Let me say a few words! The development of an enterprise depends on the efforts of a generation, or even several generations, and it was with people like the old factory director, Secretary Guan, and Secretary Liu that the pharmaceutical factory is today; but it is also very easy to destroy these achievements, and it will lose two years in a row, and then two years, a vicious circle, just like the machinery factory in those years, it is difficult to save it, and the most bitter thing is not us, but those workers who rely on every minute and every second to work hard!"

After taking a sip of tea, he said: "Don't break or stand, we just prune the branches that shouldn't be, of course, this is just a combing of sales, there will be combing in various fields in the future, everyone should look forward, look outside, we still have a long way to go!"

When nearly 40 million yuan was returned to the account, the bank president came to Chen Baiyu with a beautiful credit manager and a bouquet of flowers, and asked with a smile if he needed a loan?

The feeling of being held by someone made Chen Baiyu intoxicated for a moment, and then there was infinite loss, listening to Tang Zhiyong's words, in just one or two months, his passive situation was swept away!