Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 82 - 82 82 Misappropriation of Project Funds

82: Chapter 82 Misappropriation of Project Funds 82: Chapter 82 Misappropriation of Project Funds Seeing the expressions on everyone’s faces, Wang Zhinan asked with a furrowed brow, “What?

Have you offended this young friend before?”

Chen Jinfu said with an awkward face, “Wang Lao, we didn’t know he was really skilled in the Nine Yang Rejuvenation Needles before and thought he was just a newcomer to traditional Chinese medicine, so…”

“So what?

So you all were arrogant?” Old Wang asked somewhat angrily.

“Afraid of losing face in front of the Korean doctor, we asked him to step outside for a walk…” Chen Jinfu said with little confidence, then he lowered his head after speaking.

The other traditional Chinese medicine practitioners present all looked regretful and dared not meet Wang Zhinan’s gaze.

“Ah, what am I supposed to say about you?

With the decline of traditional Chinese medicine, we should be even more humble and eager to learn.”

“You are of such an age already, yet you still value face so much?

Judging by appearances, determining expertise by age, this has been our old problem, but do not forget that there is a saying, ‘Those who achieve are the first!’

“If you don’t change these habits, with people like you, traditional Chinese medicine is really on the brink of extinction.”

After speaking, Wang Zhinan left the meeting room with a look of helplessness and sadness, supported by an assistant.

The remaining people looked at each other; they hurriedly left the meeting room, wanting to apologize to Qin Han, but Qin Han had already left and was nowhere to be found.

Chen Jinfu said sincerely to Liu Jianbang, “Old Liu, we have been arrogant in Jiangcheng this time.

Could you please help contact Mr.

Qin?

I must apologize to him in person.”

Liu Jianbang nodded with a bitter smile and replied, “I’ll give it a try.”

Qin Han wasn’t really interested in this traditional Chinese medicine conference in the first place.

If it wasn’t for the attendance of the Korean doctor, he certainly would not have participated.

In Zhongzhou, at Song Group.

President’s office.

Song Yuwei frowned as she looked at the documents.

The second installment of funds from the cooperation with Wanhua Group had just appeared in the accounts, and before they could be invested, several sums of money had disappeared without a trace; this was a matter of extreme seriousness.

Continuing like this, before the second phase of the Wanhua Company project could start, the project funds would be completely evaporated, which was definitely not what Song Yuwei wanted to see.

On the documents, the paths of each sum of money were shocking.

Lu Huixi had diverted two million from the project funds; Song Yuzhe had taken five million from the project funds, among other sporadic embezzlements.

Looking at the documents in her hand, Song Yuwei angrily said, “This is project funding.

Why, without my consent, can money come in and out of the financial account as it pleases?

This will kill the Song family.”

Xiang Xiao bit her lip, grit her teeth, and still said, “President Song, the finance department is Song Yuzhe’s people.

This problem is very serious.

I suggest you report it to the chairman.”

Song Yuwei nodded and picked up the phone.

Twenty million in funds had been misappropriated; if Wanhua Group were to find out, that would be trouble.

“Dad, more than twenty million of Wanhua Group’s project funds have been misappropriated!”

As soon as the phone connected, Song Yuwei said directly.

“What happened?” Hearing what Song Yuwei said on the phone, Song Yuanqiao’s eyebrows furrowed as he asked.

“Mom and big brother embezzled seven million, and other relatives have embezzled too—finance just transferred the money out without any procedures,” Song Yuwei said somewhat angrily.

“Once Wanhua Group finds out about this, the subsequent cooperation will likely be directly terminated.”

After listening, Song Yuanqiao thought for a moment then continued to ask, “Yu Wei, what do you think we should do?”

“Hm?” Song Yuwei was taken aback by Song Yuanqiao’s question and then replied, “I haven’t thought about it yet, because…

Mom, and big brother…”

Song Yuwei didn’t finish her sentence, but her meaning was clear—Lu Huixi and Song Yuzhe still needed Song Yuanqiao to step in.

“Yu Wei, you’re managing the company now; you should act like a president aside from selling the company, you can make decisions on other matters.

Dad can’t always be by your side.”

Song Yuanqiao said with a smile, seeming to believe that the embezzlement wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

“Dad, the finance department is something I’ll definitely deal with.

As for Mom and big brother, as long as they return the money, that’s fine.

And for those relatives, as long as they return the money, I can forgive and forget,” Song Yuwei said after some thought.

“I’ll handle your mom and Yu Zhe and make sure they return the money.

Proceed as you wish,” he responded.

After ending the call, Song Yuanqiao dialed Lu Huixi: “You’ve embezzled funds from Wanhua Group’s project?”

When Lu Huixi received Song Yuanqiao’s call, she wasn’t the least bit surprised but rather took it for granted, “Why do you make it sound so unpleasant?

What embezzlement?

Isn’t this Song Group’s money, Yuan Qiao, can’t I use it?”

“Don’t you know that’s the money Wanhua Company put into the project?

Song Group is relying on this project to turn around; don’t you know that?

And did you know Yu Zhe also embezzled five million?” Song Yuanqiao said, barely suppressing his anger.

“I know, Yu Zhe fancied a car, only over four million.”

“Only over four million?

Haha, Lu Huixi, do you really not care about four million now?

If not for you and your family stuffing their pockets, the company wouldn’t be in the state it’s in today.”

“But…”

“There are no buts.

Return the misappropriated project funds to the company by the end of work today.

And for your relatives, those who actively return what they’ve taken, I and Yu Wei will not pursue their responsibility.

But for those who are obstinate, don’t blame me for not being sentimental.”

Song Yuanqiao interrupted Lu Huixi, speaking angrily.

He hung up before Lu Huixi could respond.

Lu Huixi held the phone dumbfounded.

She could tell that Song Yuanqiao’s tone was serious—he had never spoken to her like this before.

Had she really gone too far this time?

When Song Yuzhe stepped into the house, he found Lu Huixi sitting on the sofa with a troubled look on her face.

“Mom, what’s wrong?

Did something happen?” Song Yuzhe asked in surprise.

Lu Huixi, seeing Song Yuzhe return, quickly said, “Your father just called and asked us to return the money we took from the company by the end of work today, otherwise he’ll be unsparing.”

“So it’s about that?

Don’t worry, mom.

Dad’s just talking tough; isn’t it always serious talk at first, but then nothing comes of it?” Song Yuzhe said nonchalantly as he sat down next to Lu Huixi.

Lu Huixi, clutching Song Yuzhe’s hand and clearly unsettled, said, “Yu Zhe, I feel this time your father is not joking; the way he spoke to me was completely different from before.

Besides, you should know that now it’s Song Yuwei who’s in charge of the company; who knows what she might do.”

“Hmph!

What can she do?

I haven’t even started with her troubles yet!” Mentioning Song Yuwei, Song Yuzhe’s face grew dark instantly.

He looked at his arm that could not fully straighten, his eyes filled with bitter resentment.