"If you are interested, there will be a factory tour tomorrow morning, everyone is welcome to participate! I promise that all areas of the Tang Distillery are open and there are no secret areas! ”

Tang Zhiyi spoke for two hours before ending.

It's just that everyone who was shocked by these words was stupid!

There is no secret zone in the audience, did they really guess correctly?

Is Tang's Distillery forced to go bankrupt and close down?

The crowd speculated and asked the same question.

Tang Zhiyi picked up the mineral water on the table, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip elegantly, and after listening to their questions, he continued with a faint smile:

"The Tang Distillery is the work of my father and my uncles for many years, how could it be so easy to close down? However, if the internal malignant tumor is not removed, it will never come back to life. And this cancer is still there, and the winery has no secrets, so instead of letting some people with bad intentions imitate our wine, it is better to let the recipe no longer be a secret! After all...... We have other options. ”

Tang Zhiyi smiled mysteriously when he said this, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the lights in the entire hall went out, only one picture after another appeared on the big screen, and everyone took a deep breath when they saw this, looking at the big screen in disbelief.

A person appeared on the screen, who had all been watching for hours, sitting in the most unobtrusive position in the press room.

But everyone knows that at such a press conference, even in the corner, no one will sit casually, so this person must be the core personnel of Tang's Distillery!

And this core personnel not only commanded the trucks loaded with the newly manufactured goods of the Tang Distillery to drive to another place to unload the real wine, but also personally led people to send the fake wine to the designated transit warehouse.

The rest of the disclosure is the telephone contact and some WeChat information, and even the person's bank account, all kinds of astronomical figures.

This time, as long as you have eyes, you will understand what is going on!

Indeed, Tang's Distillery is not making fake wine, but was framed by insiders and replaced it with fake wine halfway, isn't this a fake wine case?

"Old Yu, what the hell is going on? You make it clear to me. The middle-aged man who was sitting next to the protagonist on the screen stood up angrily and grabbed Yu Jingbo's collar and questioned.

At this time, the lights in the hall turned on again, and the R&D director with thin green tendons on his forehead punched Jing Bo's face, and the scene instantly went out of control.

Tang Zhiyi looked at the mess in front of him, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, the last evidence was sent, this matter has nothing to do with the Yuan family, otherwise......

The excuses of the evildoers are usually the same, and there is nothing to listen to.

Tang Zhiyi finally appeased everyone, but he didn't expect the accident to happen at this time!

"Tang Mingde, what do you mean by your daughter? If you are a traitor, you will be a traitor, and we will leak all the recipes, what are you going to do? Kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 yourself, this is the business model that your family has always adhered to? Lost almost all of everyone's family business in two years? How do you deserve to sit in the chairman's seat? ”

Fang Wei, who has always been at odds with Tang Mingde and is also the most competitive, stood up and pointed at the two of them and said coldly and angrily.

This sentence was originally intended to be asked by the Tang family's father and daughter in private, but at this time, someone provoked it, and there were immediately people who echoed it.

After all, the winery is their net worth, and now the most important thing is leaked, even if the mole is caught?

I don't know how to judge the money, can make up for the loss of the distillery? Will they make up for the money they have lost in the past two years?