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Chapter 882 - Chapter 882 Chapter 882 Wheres the Wine

Chapter 882: Chapter 882: Where’s the Wine? Chapter 882: Chapter 882: Where’s the Wine? The police actually felt quite helpless because they had been notified before their arrival that this was tax enforcement and they might encounter some difficult individuals.

But once they understood the situation, they didn’t think it was that simple–without any contraband, what was the point in inspecting the vehicle?

In a harmonious society, stability is key, and there should be more understanding between people.

If you feel like having your vehicle searched is embarrassing, why did you drive it into the yard in the first place?

As soon as Head Shen heard this, he knew he was doomed. He shouted, “They got some unknown ingredients in this alcohol! What’s wrong with me taking a few bottles out for testing?”

The four police officers were stunned upon hearing this–they were actually there to support this guy, otherwise there was no need for so many of them to come.

But damn it… did you really take someone else’s stuff?

The young police officer’s mouth twitched as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn’t speak.

Instead, an older officer muttered, “You should contact the Food and Drug Administration for that, reporting to us won’t do any good.”

The workers couldn’t hold back anymore when they heard Head Shen’s words, they stepped forward, pushed through the crowd, and began rummaging in the car. Soon, they turned out ten cases of alcohol–eight cases of San Sheng Vintage and two cases of San Sheng Liquor.

The four officers saw this and couldn’t help but twitch at the corners of their mouths. You’re telling me you need to take out a whole ten cases for testing?

This was plainly theft. In such a situation, the police should confiscate the stolen goods and deal with Head Shen accordingly.

But they had been tipped off, so the leading officer made a decision he would regret for many years, “Given the quantity… why don’t both parties negotiate? We are willing to help mediate.”

He had no idea just how valuable San Sheng Liquor was; otherwise, confiscating the goods and “accidentally” losing some would have been quite profitable.

By then, there was no way Head Shen could back down, no matter what he said. He gritted his teeth and declared, “The most important part of food inspection is the scope of sampling. If I only take two bottles… even if there’s an issue, how credible and representative would that be?”

Ye Qingyi was chatting on WeChat when she overheard and approached, asking thoughtfully, “Do you know how much these bottles of alcohol are worth?”

How could Head Shen not know their value? He had a conversation with the late Young Master Dou!

That’s why even after Young Master Dou’s death, in the face of pressure from the mayor, he intensified his targeting of San Sheng Brewery, all for the sake of money!

It would have been nice to give San Sheng Brewery a hard time, but if he couldn’t, he still wanted to get his hands on some of the product.

So Ye Qingyi decided to keep an eye on the brewery from the beginning, and Head Shen nearly laughed out loud–he had people staying right inside the brewery.

On the first night, two temporary workers stole a case of San Sheng Liquor and a case of San Sheng Vintage–by climbing over the wall.

After stealing the alcohol, Head Shen was a bit dissatisfied and told them to steal more of the Vintage–it was worth more.

However, that was also a bit of insatiable greed. Just the twenty-four bottles they took were worth eight hundred and forty thousand on the market.

Of course, they had no way to sell them–the issue was that the channels were not authoritative.

The products might not lack buyers, but without self-authentication as genuine, you can imagine the price–would anyone able to afford these skimp on cash?

Even so, making around a hundred thousand from the sale shouldn’t be a problem.

The next day, cameras were installed at the brewery, so the operation could no longer proceed as before. So on the third day, Head Shen came to drink at noon, allowing the other side to check his vehicle as a ruse… the evening was the best time to transport the alcohol.

Ten cases of alcohol–ninety-six bottles of Vintage San Sheng valued at four million eight hundred thousand, plus two cases of San Sheng Liquor valued at four hundred and eighty thousand, all amounting to more than five million. Even without authoritative channels, they could be sold gradually, gaining recognition through quality–after all, they were genuine.

In Head Shen’s mind, the more San Sheng Liquor he hoarded, the higher he could sell it for–as long as his clients recognized he had the real deal and he could guarantee a steady supply, the prices wouldn’t be much lower than the genuine product.

Therefore, with over five million worth of liquor, he was confident he could sell it for over one million.

But his target wasn’t just that small amount. He was thinking if he could do this ten times, stealing a hundred cases worth over fifty million, he was confident he could sell them for twenty million.

Now, faced with Ye Qingyi’s question, he simply sneered, “Twenty-odd per bottle… let’s say thirty, it’s just ten cases of alcohol, right? Three thousand something in total.”

Because it was already dark, he had not noticed that a white butterfly had torn through the sky and landed in the yard.

Meanwhile, having communicated with Luohua Manor, Ye Qingyi sneered inwardly: Three thousand something, you wish!

However, she had a plan and was not in a hurry to blow things up, merely asking coldly, “I just want to know, whether taking without asking counts as theft, and whether you should have informed me before taking alcohol from my factory for testing?”

Head Shen was quite stubborn. He had always believed in “seeking wealth through risk” and had already offended others to such an extent that offending them a little more didn’t matter. Thus, he asked indifferently, “If I had given you notice, would the inspection still be meaningful?”

“It’s not the same thing,” Ye Qingyi’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was very determined.

She wasn’t too familiar with the rules of commerce, but she had basic logical reasoning, “You’ve sealed my factory because there is some tax dispute, but that doesn’t mean that, before the authorities make a decision, you have the right to dispose of my property.”

Head Shen straightened his neck, “Taking some samples isn’t disposing of them… I can pay for them.”

Ye Qingyi hesitated for a moment, but then made up her mind, “But now I’m very suspicious that you’re taking this opportunity to steal my company’s property!”

“What a joke,” Head Shen laughed nonchalantly, “A bottle of wine for thirty dollars, right? How many bottles would I need to steal to match my monthly salary?”

He was certain of the unit price, even if two boxes of wine had gone missing before; at most, he’d just pay for two more boxes of wine. How much could that be worth?

The key is that your San Sheng Wine itself isn’t robust; if there’s something fishy about your marketing, don’t blame me for taking advantage of the situation.

Ye Qingyi looked at him, stunned for quite some time, before coughing lightly, “There’s a lot of wine in our company’s warehouse. I counted them before I left, and I have video records.”

Head Shen started to laugh, “Yes, you counted them. You don’t think I could empty your warehouse, do you?”

Empty the warehouse, he wished he could, but he knew better that it was unrealistic–nearly seven hundred cases of wine, over eight thousand bottles, not counting the weight of the bottles, would total over four tons. How could he possibly move all of it?

What he intended was to move a bit of the goods, create some bureaucracy, and, even if he could not take over San Sheng Wine in the future, he at least had to achieve a smaller goal–to make ten million.

“I don’t know whether you’ve emptied it or not,” Ye Qingyi spoke lightly, “But now I want to go and check my inventory.”

“That’s impossible,” Head Shen flatly refused. He wasn’t concerned that there would be a loss in the warehouse; the key was–the seals were on there. You just want to count inventory… as if I don’t exist?

But Ye Qingyi had figured out the right move, and although she didn’t want to cause trouble, she knew that she was bound to win this round. She couldn’t tolerate any procrastination from the other side–already in a winning position, any delay could possibly lead to unexpected twists.

So she stated straightforwardly, “I’m not asking for your permission; I am now demanding to count inventory. You don’t need to be present, the police comrades are here… they can be the witnesses.”

An old police officer immediately expressed opposition, “Young lady, you are mistaken. We are here to mediate a dispute… We will not be involved in the specifics of your tax issues, as that is not within our duties.”

What a joke, the saying “everyone has their own role” really isn’t just idle talk.

“You’re overthinking it, uncle,” Ye Qingyi said with a slight smile, “I now suspect that I’ve been robbed… Dealing with thieves is always the police’s responsibility, right?”

The old police officer stroked his chin; he still didn’t want to get involved in such a mess, “But the alarm you sounded was for a civil dispute, wasn’t it?”

Ye Qingyi lacked experience in handling such matters, but the workers beside her… had plenty of it.

Which of the common people at the bottom haven’t encountered some kind of trouble?

Someone said we could simply report another alarm, right? Others said it was an abuse of public power for private gains. If you policemen solve this case, wouldn’t that be quite a feather in your cap? And some said, do you only know how to bully commoners and dare not sanction those in power?

The most reliable ones said, the crime is right here, as law enforcement, are you really going to leave?

Well, the police had no choice but to stand and watch from a distance.

But the tax authority’s seal was not so easily broken, and what followed was a series of phone calls. Ye Qingyi was contacting people, and so was Head Shen.

By 4 a.m., the tax authorities had given no word at all; they didn’t even care about the issue anymore. It was clear they wanted to drag things out until after daybreak to resolve the issue.

Actually, resolving things after daybreak was alright, but at this moment, Ye Qingyi lost her temper, “Turn on all the lights, mobile phone cameras, let’s go… I want to see exactly how many shady things you, Shen, have been blocking and trying to hide!”

As she spoke these words, all the drowsy people’s spirits were roused, and they surged toward the winery.

An old police officer was nearly asleep, but having responded to the call, he had to persevere–such scenes were all too familiar to him.

Yet at this moment, he forced some energy into his voice, spoke weakly, “Hey, hey, leaders, I admire your spirit, but… can’t this wait until daylight?”

Ye Qingyi straightforwardly replied, “By daylight, I might no longer have the right to enter my own factory. The authorities’ intentions are too complex, I don’t understand them, but right now I’ve caught a thief… I believe they are stealing my property.”

The old police officer, yawning, looking at the excited expressions of the workers, felt he couldn’t stand in the way, so he could only try to mediate, “In the middle of the night, can’t whatever it is wait until daylight?”

Ye Qingyi smiled slightly at him, “You didn’t say anything, and I had forgotten, brother, don’t our police officers carry law enforcement recorders with them when they go out? Then please, be a witness for me…”

(Update: I owe two chapters to two Alliance Leaders and will catch up as soon as possible. Calling for Gold keyboards and monthly tickets.)

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