Chapter 50

"I've already marked out some parts, I'm sure you'll know what the problem is after reading it."

Zhang Fei took the bid with some surprise.

At the same time, a touch of coldness suddenly appeared on his originally nonchalant face.

He flipped through it, then immediately closed the bid and threw it into the trash can next to his desk.

"I don't know what you want to say, if you are interested in the content of the bid, you can ask the technical department of Han's Group."

Han Yue sneered.

"You don't understand?"

"Then I can tell you about it."

"The quotation on this tender seems to be fine, but if you compare it with the latest quotation stipulated by an industry association, you will find that many of the batch numbers of parts they use have expired."

"I don't believe that you, as the general manager of Jiucheng Group, will not pay attention to these details when bidding for tenders."

"The reason why you chose this company is just that the other party promised you a high kickback."

"As for liking famous paintings, it's just an excuse you use to prevaricate my father."

Hearing Han Yue's words, Zhang Fei's face turned completely cold.

"Hehe, he's not very old, but he's not too brave!"

"Do you know that I can sue you for slander just by saying these few words?"

"I'm busy, I don't have time to listen to you make up stories, if you leave immediately, I won't pursue it!"

Zhang Fei still didn't take Han Yue in his eyes.

He felt that Han Jianbin didn't want to tear his face with him, so he let his daughter come forward.

However, Han Yue is just a high school student, scare it, and then open a blank check, promising to cooperate next time.

"Do you think I dare to come to you, there will be no evidence?"

Han Yue saw that Zhang Fei didn't take her words to heart at all, and she was not annoyed, but directly took out another piece of paper and put it on Zhang Fei's desk.

"Check it out!"

"Children should do what children should do, you can't get involved in adult things, I advise you not to meddle in the mall with your own cleverness!"

As he spoke, Zhang Fei was about to throw the paper into a ball and throw it into the trash.

But when his hand touched the paper, he glanced at its contents.

The next moment, his eyes immediately widened.

Then, he suddenly grabbed the piece of paper, stood up abruptly and asked Han Yue:

"Where does this come from? Say it! ”

Han Yue looked at Zhang Fei's fierce and vicious appearance, without the slightest fear, only feeling funny.

"You should know better than I know what you've done, right?"

On that piece of paper was Zhang Fei's bank account record, which recorded the flow of funds in the past month.

If this account record is exposed, the fact that he received kickbacks will not be able to cover up.

"Nonsense! I have no idea what you say! ”

Zhang Fei viciously tore the transfer record to shreds.

"I warn you, you'd better not talk nonsense, or you'll ......"

Han Yue smiled.

"How else? You killed me? ”

This kind of threatening trick is as old-fashioned as the underworld movies of the last century.

If she wanted to grab Zhang Fei's handle, she only needed a few keystrokes.

Not only the transfer records, but even Zhang Fei's call records and driving directions, she can investigate clearly.

If these are exposed, it is impossible for Jiucheng Group not to investigate.

At that time, if he is seized by the top leaders of other factions who are not accustomed to him, it will alarm the commercial crime investigation team and turn it into a criminal case.

He will face more than 10 years in prison.

Zhang Fei was obviously in a hurry.

And his breathless appearance also let Han Yue know that his position in the Jiucheng Group is not irreplaceable.

"Don't force me to do it!"

A fierce look flashed in Zhang Fei's eyes.

It is naturally impossible to kill people, but it is still okay to find someone to teach Han Yue a lesson and make her shut up honestly.

"I'll give you one last chance! Tell me where you got the transfer history and give me the original file! ”

Zhang Fei propped his hands on the desk and stared at Han Yue.

Han Yue tilted her head, and the smile in her eyes faded a lot.