Chapter 133

get into it; she must have forced herself in!”Bai Muyao bit her lower lip. When she put it on just now, she really had to take several deep breaths before she could barely squeeze into it!The purpose...Chapter 133

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Manager Chen couldn't figure it out either. He had changed the password when he left the warehouse, so if someone was in there, how did they get out

That person couldn't possibly crack that high-end encryption system...

But if there's no one here, then what about the recordings in this warehouse Could there really be a listening device in here

Could the warehouse manager have betrayed them!

"Hello, Ning, please call the warehouse manager." Ou Yan's words made the three people present even more uneasy.

The crowd of onlookers outside the office was astonished. Could it be that there were problems in the warehouse as well!

Oh my God, how could the management team of this company be so messed up!

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"Well, there are so many worms here, sucking the company dry..."

The warehouse manager looked to be in his early twenties, wearing large black-rimmed glasses. He was quiet and unassuming, not at all like someone who would collude with others.

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When He Ning called her over, she knew the truth couldn't be hidden forever. Her voice trembled with tears as she whispered, "Mr. Ou..."

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Despite being older than Ou Yan, she was intimidated by Ou Yan's aura and couldn't meet her gaze.

Eu Yan looked at the four people in front of her, her slender fingers tapping on the table rhythmically. "Oh, right, there's one more missing. Go get the purchasing department manager."

The crowd of onlookers outside were truly stunned, even the department head of procurement was involved...

Is there a single decent person in management

When everyone was gathered, Ou Yan calmly spoke up, "Since everyone is here, let's hear how you all cooperated."

"Mr. Chen, oh my goodness..." Chen's manager was already speechless with fright.

The purchasing manager hastily said, "Mr. Ou, none of this has anything to do with me..."

"Mr. President, I don't know anything." The warehouse manager also gritted his teeth in defense.

The head of the four and five lines, knowing things had come to this point, there was no use arguing, so he simply lowered his head and said nothing.

"Since no one's speaking up..." Ou Yan wasn't in a hurry, her gaze lazily falling on the few people before her. "Then I can only guess myself."

All fell into an uneasy silence.

"I've looked over the company's purchasing orders, and the prices they pay for each type of fabric are about the same as market prices. But anyone who has experience in this industry knows that if you work with fabric suppliers long-term, you can negotiate lower prices."

For example, a regular cotton fabric measuring 100 meters long generally costs around 1300. If there is a long-term collaboration, it can be obtained for 800.

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"But the Purchasing Manager went ahead and bought a large quantity at 1500 yuan. Logically, with a fabric roll that long, even if it was made into new products, there should be at least seventy or eighty pieces. However, when it arrived in stock, there were only twenty or thirty pieces."

"Mr. President, you don't know..."

Before Euroyan could finish, the Purchasing Department head hurriedly explained, "The design department is full of young people. The new designs they come up with have too many elements, they are complex and troublesome, making a single item waste a lot of fabric... mainly it's the process that's consuming, not a personal issue of mine."

If the piece-rate workers on the production line really made seventy or eighty of the new products but entered only twenty or thirty into inventory, how could they possibly agree to that Their wages are based on the number of pieces they make.

Here are seventy or eighty pieces, and twenty-three pieces, how can there be about fifty pieces difference!

"Well, what if those extra fifty bolts were sold elsewhere and the profits were shared" Ou Yan said nonchalantly. "If your agreement with the cloth merchant was 800 for every hundred meters of cloth, but the books show 1500 instead"

"Mr. President! You can't just spout anything like that. My loyalty to the company is as clear as day..."

Ou Yan's slender fingers tapped lightly on the computer for a few moments before she turned the screen towards her.

"There are three cloth merchants who cooperate with you. The three of them will transfer money to your private account at different times each month. If it's not a kickback, can you explain what the reason is"

The Purchasing Department head couldn't believe she'd found this out, she was completely dumbfounded. How... how was this possible

The warehouse manager was terrified, stammering as he defended himself: "Mr. Ou, I... I didn't..."

I restored the company surveillance and checked the surveillance at nearby delivery points.

Yu Yan's slender fingers lightly tapped the keyboard, countless surveillance screens appearing on the computer screen, densely filling everyone's sight.

> "The display above shows that you have sent and received packages from the warehouse to a nearby courier point more than 300 times. You have several phone numbers, and real-name authentication is your name. You have sent and received packages a total of over 300 times."

"Mr. Ou, I, I..." Facing the irrefutable evidence on the monitor, the warehouse manager's face drained of all color, his entire body trembling with fear.

Five people were so scared that their faces turned pale and they broke out in a cold sweat, not knowing how to explain this at all.

"Right now, since I haven't called the police, is there anything you want to say" Ou Yan's gaze swept over them one by one, waiting for their response. called out in unison, "Miss renowned physician.""Just call me Ou Yan," she said. Ou Yan sat down and listened to their report, her slender, fair fingers resting on the old man's pulse.Mark held his b...