Chapter 80

Before Liang Youan could finish speaking,

Luo Nian hung up the phone immediately.

Afterwards,

she looked at Qin Feng and Song Qian with an embarrassed smile,

0 ......... .......

and explained softly: "It's a very good friend of mine. I asked her to help me look after my daughter for a while, but she happened to be feeling a bit unwell, so that's why..."

"It's truly not easy to raise a child alone."

Song Qian echoed with empathy, looking involuntarily at Qiao Yingzi.

Qiao Yingzi was quite tactful at this moment;

she reached out to hook her arm through Song Qian's and said coquettishly, "Mom, you've worked hard. Mom, I love you..."

"Alright, alright."

Song Qian smiled, feeling both sweet and annoyed, and pushed Qiao Yingzi away.

She then turned her head to look at Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, it's not easy for Luo Nian to be on her own. When she moves her things later, shall we go and help her?"

"Mm, okay."

Qin Feng nodded upon hearing this.

Luo Nian looked at Qin Feng and immediately swallowed the "no need, no need" she had been about to say.

After the group finished dinner together,

Luo Nian helped Song Qian clear the dining table,

then carried the plates into the kitchen.

Afterwards,

Luo Nian came to Song Qian's side and asked with a low, smiling voice: "Sister Qian, whose child is Qin Feng? To think he could grow up to be so tall and handsome!"

Upon hearing this,

Song Qian smiled with a slight blush: "Qin Feng is my tenant, just like you. But his grades are excellent, and he just got into Qingbei this year, so I invited him to tutor Yingzi and the children from other families."

"I see."

Luo Nian replied, blinking her large eyes.

She then turned around,

involuntarily watching Qin Feng, who was currently tutoring Yingzi and the others with great focus.

Not long after,

the doorbell rang repeatedly.

Sang Zhi, Qian Sanyi, Lin Miaomiao, and the others walked in, laughing.

Sang Zhi immediately latched onto Qin Feng.

Seeing the slightly helpless expression on Qin Feng's face,

Luo Nian suddenly thought of her own daughter, Luo Le,

and then smiled with a flushed face...

Past seven in the evening,

at Tong Wenjie's home,

Tong Wenjie was wearing pajamas,

biting on a piece of bread.

While looking at the content on her laptop,

she held a pen and recorded Raymond's violations stroke by stroke in her notebook.

In the past,

Tong Wenjie thought that as a General Manager, Raymond's annual salary should be over 1.2 million.

However,

after carefully sorting through the data the accountant had given her,

Tong Wenjie was surprised to discover

that she had been truly naive.

In just the few months since coming to the branch office,

the company accountant had, under various pretexts,

transferred hundreds of thousands in procurement payments to companies under Raymond's name and the names of his relatives.

Then, under various names, they had issued nearly 400,000 in salary and bonuses to Raymond.

This did not even include Raymond's year-end bonuses and performance dividends.

If one were to calculate all of this,

Raymond's total annual personal income was nearly three million!

And what didn't match this total income at all—"097"—was that

after various legal and illegal tax avoidance schemes,

Raymond had only paid less than 30,000 in personal income tax this year.

This was blatant tax evasion!

Having obtained preliminary evidence of Raymond's tax evasion,

Tong Wenjie recorded these items one by one in her notebook.

Once she had thoroughly collected all the evidence of his violations,

and verified the true dealings between those shell companies and Raymond,

Tong Wenjie would be able to use the evidence in her hands to send Raymond directly to prison!

Therefore,

Tong Wenjie, eager for revenge,

could no longer be bothered to eat.

She buried herself heart and soul in the various data, striving to obtain all evidence detrimental to Raymond in the shortest possible time!

And just as Tong Wenjie was painstakingly collecting evidence,

Raymond had just gotten off the plane at this moment.

He had invited a few good friends from headquarters,

and they had come together to a high-end restaurant.

To facilitate their conversation,

Raymond had specifically paid extra to book a private room,

and bought a few bottles of 10-year-old Moutai Feitian,

then sat in the room, waiting for his friends to arrive.

Not long after,

the friends arrived one after another.

Raymond stood up with a smile to welcome them and instructed the waiter to serve the dishes.

After the group had been eating, drinking, and chatting for nearly half an hour,

Raymond finally voiced the doubt in his heart: "Brothers, I really don't understand, why did headquarters issue that inexplicable regulation today?"

"As a branch General Manager, why must I seek approval from headquarters to fire a subordinate employee?"

"Hehe..."

As soon as Raymond finished speaking,

one of the guys chuckled,

looked at the others,

and then said: "To be blunt, Raymond, this regulation is aimed specifically at your branch."

"Aimed at us?"

Raymond was very surprised to hear this.

"Yes."

Another person also nodded: "And, this regulation was issued directly by the Chairman."

"Issued directly by the Chairman?"

Raymond was completely dumbfounded: "Why would the Chairman suddenly care about branch office affairs?"

"Who knows."

The guy who spoke earlier shook his head speechlessly: "The minds of those in power are hard to guess, and we aren't the tapeworms in his stomach."

"However, a few days ago, there was a major change in our group's equity."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

"I don't know the specific inside story of the transaction, but I do know that this time, our Chairman handed over the reins of power, at least 53% of the shares."

"What does that mean? Does it mean the actual person in power of our group has changed?"

"Mm, that's what it means. As it stands now, the Chairman is likely just like us—working for someone else."

"So, the two regulations today might not necessarily be the Chairman's own intent; they could also be the rules of the big boss behind the scenes."

"Two regulations?"

Raymond asked suspiciously: "Isn't there only the one about needing approval to fire employees? There's another one?"

"Yes."

Another friend nodded: "This one is related to finance, and it's also aimed at your branch."

"This regulation says that the branch accountant must disclose all incoming and outgoing data to the Finance Force and accept their supervision and investigation."

"Accountant? Finance?"

Raymond thought about it carefully,

and suddenly felt a chill down his back: "Oh no, this rule is coming for me!"

"Hm?"

The friends all looked surprised and hurriedly pressed him: "What do you mean by that?"

"This, this..."

Although Raymond's face was somewhat flustered,

he still stammered, not daring to tell the truth.

The friends' expressions darkened immediately: "Raymond, you didn't go behind our backs and pull some stunts again, did you?"

"This..."

Raymond hesitated, but ultimately decided to tell the truth.

He then selected a few less important things regarding his tax evasion schemes and spoke them out directly.

After hearing Raymond's words,

the friends all had grim expressions.

They knew that what Raymond said was definitely just some trivial, inconsequential matters,

but the things Raymond didn't mention might very well drag them all down with him!

Therefore,

the group immediately began to press Raymond for the real situation.

Raymond was so anxious he kept wiping sweat from his forehead, not knowing what to do...

Tutoring usually starts at 7 PM and ends at 9 PM.

It was already past eight, and they had been tutoring for over an hour.

Qin Feng saw that Qiao Yingzi and the others, especially Sang Zhi, were so bored they were biting the ends of their ballpoint pens into shreds,

so he let Yingzi and the others take a short break,

to wash their faces, drink some water, and clear their minds...

Then,

the doorbell rang.

Qiao Yingzi ran to open the door,

but looked surprised to see Luo Nian outside: "Sister Luo Nian, it's you?"

"It's me 0 ......... "

Luo Nian smiled somewhat embarrassedly,

then leaned in to look at Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, I have too much luggage, and some of it is quite heavy. Could you come and help me? We both live in Unit 6..."

"Okay."

Qin Feng replied. Just as he stood up,

Fang Yifan, who didn't want to study, stood up immediately: "Brother Qin Feng, I'll go too. I don't want to study right now anyway."

"I'll go too, I'll go too!"

Hearing this, Sang Zhi also raised her hand and jumped up immediately.

"No need, no need."

Seeing this, Luo Nian hurriedly waved her hands to refuse,

then said: "Thank you, little brother and little sister, but really, there's no need. Having Qin Feng help me is enough. You guys should study hard."

"..."

Seeing Luo Nian's firm refusal, Fang Yifan could only return to his seat dejectedly.

Sang Zhi also sighed helplessly, grabbed Qin Feng's hand, and said pitifully: "Brother Qin Feng, you must come back quickly!"

"Finish your problems properly!"

Qin Feng patted Sang Zhi's head speechlessly,

then followed Luo Nian out of the room.

At this moment,

Song Qian had just walked out of her room,

took a look, and asked: "Qin Feng went to help Luo Nian?"

"Yes, Mom."

Yingzi replied, then asked: "Aren't you going, Mom?"

"I won't go. Luo Nian already said that Qin Feng is enough, and I have some things to do right now."

Qiao Yingzi blinked and pressed: "Then Mom, aren't you worried?"

Song Qian paused,

turned her head to look at Qiao Yingzi seriously,

then asked in surprise: "Qin Feng is just going to help Luo Nian, what is there to be worried about?"

"No, Mom, that's not what I meant."

Seeing this, Qiao Yingzi hurriedly explained: "I just feel that from the very beginning, Sister Luo Nian's gaze towards Qin Feng has been a bit strange, and just now at dinner, she even wanted to sit in your seat!"

"Right, right!"

Sang Zhi also hurriedly echoed: "I saw it too, I saw it too! There was a moment when Luo Nian's look at Brother Qin Feng was so scary, it was like she wanted to eat him!"

"..."

Song Qian's face flushed red upon hearing this,

but she could only scold them speechlessly: "What are you little brats imagining? Hurry up and do your problems! Qin Feng is so good-looking, it's nothing for Luo Nian to look at him a few extra times..."

After scolding Yingzi,

Song Qian returned to her room and closed the door,

but involuntarily, she began to worry about Qin Feng...