Big Data Cultivation
Chapter 884 - Chapter 884 Chapter 884 Who Lost

Chapter 884: Chapter 884: Who Lost? Chapter 884: Chapter 884: Who Lost? Ye Qingyi’s words eventually gained the approval of the leader, who reluctantly nodded. “Then just state directly that you want to investigate responsibility for the theft. I can cooperate with you on that.”

He thought as long as his people could shake off the thief’s reputation, he could accept anything else–after all, they had failed in their duties anyway.

However, Ye Qingyi was not satisfied. She seriously declared, “Assigning blame is just the first step. For the second step, I will demand compensation, and I might even apply for state compensation. And then…”

The corner of his mouth twitched as he grimaced, “And then what?”

The term “state compensation” had already overwhelmed him, and yet she had more to add.

“Of course, there’s more,” Ye Qingyi blinked her large eyes, “Next, we will definitely investigate the thieves. If it’s confirmed that they were embezzling, it won’t just be a matter of assigning blame anymore. I will pursue their legal responsibility.”

He thought about it, this request… wasn’t too excessive, especially since she placed it last.

Ultimately, he didn’t have much confidence in Shen’s integrity. If it weren’t for the group’s honor, he wouldn’t bother worrying about that guy.

Since the two had reached an agreement, they began to assess the losses. Ye Qingyi brought out the ledgers and videos, showing there were over eight thousand two hundred bottles of finished product in stock, half San Sheng wine and half San Sheng old wine.

The San Sheng Distillery demanded compensation, but Head Shen flatly refused. He believed that the other party had shifted assets while also trying to frame him.

His leader was very displeased upon hearing this and said you failed in your duty, just admit it–actually, I even wonder, who gave you the authority to seal San Sheng Distillery’s property?

This wasn’t infighting but the leader trying to absolve himself of responsibility–Damn it, I’m not with you; clean up your own mess, and don’t think about dragging the organization down too.

Although Head Shen was no longer ambitious, he could still understand what was being said; he could feel that he was being abandoned.

If he had really stolen that much alcohol, being abandoned wouldn’t matter; he’d accept it! But now, he hadn’t succeeded, and his organization was already disregarding him; how could this be?

So, he looked at his boss with a resentful expression and sighed, “Boss, I was investigating tax evasion. The General Administration has said we can’t let frontline workers sweat and cry… It really affects morale.”

He knew his boss was soft-hearted and indecisive, so he somewhat threatened this way–Once people lose spirit, the team can’t be led.

The boss didn’t say anything and just glanced at a certain police officer.

The officer cleared his throat, stepped forward, and asked, “We never asked, but when you took those ten cases of wine… Was that all that was left in the storage?”

If that was all the wine left and he moved the last ten cases indifferently, then… who else could be the thief?

“The warehouse was still full,” Head Shen replied without hesitation and then turned his head, glaring at Ye Qingyi, “Then the wine suddenly disappeared, it definitely wasn’t me!”

The officer chuckled upon hearing this, “What a joke. Over four tons of wine, plus another three tons for the bottles, altogether six or seven tons moved quietly in two hours?”

Head Shen raged, “I swear I am not lying, they definitely have a hidden passage!”

The officer grinned again, glanced at Ye Qingyi, and asked leisurely, “You’re a manufacturer, with a need for strict management and control of the production process and warehouse… There should be surveillance cameras, right?”

“Yes,” Ye Qingyi nodded straightforwardly.

The officer nodded slightly, “That’s good, just pull up the video and watch it.”

Hearing this, Head Shen coughed lightly, “About that… we thought the cameras weren’t useful, so we turned them off.”

Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot–Damn, at this point, and you still won’t admit to insider theft?

“Just negotiate the compensation then,” the arriving leader couldn’t bear to stay longer and turned to leave. “Xiao Shen, if this matter isn’t handled well, don’t bother coming back to the office…”

Of course, Head Shen refused to compensate, thrashing around for a long time, always insisting he had been framed.

At that point, really no one felt sympathy for him anymore–Even the leader had had enough of you, without the system’s support, what are you worth?

Even some village onlookers who enjoyed the drama shouted openly, “That beautiful boss, do you want me to help you recover the stolen goods? Just name a number, and I promise to squeeze this guy dry!”

Technically, at this stage, anyone could see that the situation was hopeless, but Head Shen was not willing to give up without a last struggle.

He didn’t mention the strange theft process anymore but approached the police, saying a theft had occurred here and they should file a case and catch the thief first.

But the police were quite annoyed watching his performance, and they might have helped a bit if he had someone backing him up, but now… there was no need.

So the police said, we came here not for a theft case but to mediate a dispute. Even if a theft case is reported, it’s not your place to do so; it has to be the victim who files the complaint.

Head Shen then said, my people were responsible for security, and now the goods are missing, how do I not qualify to file a complaint?

Then another officer said, then you have to confirm, you were guarding the goods and they’re lost, do you confirm that?

Head Shen felt that this issue was too malicious–damn, wasn’t this just to confirm his negligence?

There was indeed this factor, as human nature is like a balance scale–without any external influence, everyone’s likes and dislikes were generally similar.

Head Shen was out of options, he had to admit his side’s responsibility, otherwise, with so many people blocking his way outside, he couldn’t leave even if he wanted to.

Call the police? Give me a break, there were already police officers nearby.

But he refused to admit it was his fault, wanting to blame it on temporary workers–this was also a pretty classic move.

However, Ye Qingyi wouldn’t accept this. She believed, “Without Director Shen’s permission, would I have agreed to let those two people guard the place? Don’t talk to me about temporary workers, I’m blaming you.”

In the end, the police mediated and compromised, temporarily determining the negligence to be on “two individuals appointed by Director Shen”.

Then came the issue of the stolen wine’s price. Ye Qingyi asserted it was thirty per bottle, Head Shen absolutely refused to agree, and after much discussion, they settled on twenty-five per bottle.

Thus, the price of the stolen goods was roughly a little over two hundred thousand yuan.

Ye Qingyi couldn’t be certain how many bottles were actually stolen, and if she knew, losing two cases of wine worth eight hundred and forty thousand would’ve definitely upset her.

But Head Shen’s mood right now was also not great, for he was very sure those two cases of wine… couldn’t sell for two hundred thousand.

So it was still a loss.

Anyway, after responsibility was determined, it was indeed time to report a theft–CEO Ye was troubled, as part of the winery, being the scene of the crime, still had to be sealed off.

Not counting the market price of San Sheng Wine, just the value of these two hundred thousand was no small case.

Head Shen left quite annoyed, feeling unfairly treated, so he spent a long time inquiring and found someone the ministry had sent down, reporting, “I have an important situation.”

He felt that Zhengyang People acting this way was wrong. Young Master Dou had just encountered trouble; instead of keeping a low profile, you all want to overturn the case for a company Young Master Dou had suppressed–aren’t you taking the Dou Family too lightly?

It was precisely because of this logic that he had brazenly taken action against San Sheng Wines.

But the response there was strange; initially, they inquired about the incident. After understanding what had happened, they directly drove him out–get lost!

In the eyes of the Dou family, Young Master Dou’s bullying and dominance wasn’t unusual, but the man was dead. If a mere ant tried to profit using the deceased, wasn’t that messing around? Them not physically attacking him was already quite polite.

However, just because Young Master Dou’s people didn’t hit him didn’t mean others wouldn’t. That very afternoon, he was stopped in the street.

The ones stopping him claimed they were led by Second Monk, with a dozen thugs behind him. In broad daylight, without any preamble, they beat him up.

After the beating, Second Monk only said, “Hurry up and pay the five hundred thousand yuan you owe San Sheng Wines!”

Head Shen felt incredibly wronged, damn it, I only owed them two hundred thousand.

Then he got beaten up again. “Grass, when Second Bro comes out to collect, don’t costs matter?”

The next morning, no sooner had he stepped out of his house than he encountered these guys again.

This time they didn’t hit anyone, just smilingly issued a warning, “Pay back the money today; starting tomorrow, we’ll charge interest.”

Head Shen was terrified this time; the other party even knew his home address. Without a second thought, he turned around to find some friends–having mixed in Zhengyang for so long, he still had some minor influence and knew a few underworld figures.

He would rather pay these underworld figures than accept blackmail, thinking as a man, even if not steaming buns, one must fight for spirit.

However, the underworld’s attitude towards someone from the Official Government… It was better not mentioned. When you’re powerful, they’d fawn over you, but if you’re down, they’d turn against you faster than flipping through a book.

It was usual for underworld figures to occasionally help a troubled peer for some reason, but involvement with Someone from the Official Government was never a possibility.

He contacted several people in a row; they just hummed and hawed, then said, “We need to look into this.”

And then… there was no follow-up; no one responded to his messages, and when he called again, they outright refused.

Finally, he had to contact a distant relative’s wayward child, who was closely associated with societal outcasts and had even been rehabilitated from drug addiction–he usually avoided this kid as far as possible.

Not long after the kid picked up the phone, he proactively called back, “Uncle, I asked about it for you, but I’m out of money now. I know you don’t want to see me; I won’t insist. Transfer me two thousand on WeChat, and I’ll tell you the truth.”

At this point, Head Shen didn’t care about the money, “I’ll transfer a thousand first, you’re unreliable.”

The kid did keep his word, sending a voice message after receiving the money, “Second Monk had been dealt with by San Sheng Wines; you’ve really gotten into trouble this time.”

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