Chapter 2298

In this spacious office that seemed filled with invisible pressure, the atmosphere was as oppressive as thick, heavy dark clouds, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, making it almost impossible to breathe. The mechanical horse-head clock on the wall—every tick at this moment sounded like a heavy drumbeat, striking everyone's nerves one by one.

Zhang Hesheng sat on the edge of the sofa, his gaze flickering in a panic; that unsteady look was like a frightened, stupid pig, bumping around everywhere but unable to find a safe corner.

He lowered his head slightly, as if this could help him avoid Zhou Andong's torch-like gaze. His bottom rubbed back and forth restlessly on the sofa, making a slight rustling sound, each movement carrying endless unease.

Nian Shihua's eye twitched wildly, as if an invisible hand were fiercely tugging at his nerves. His face, which had always been as calm as an ancient well, finally changed color at this moment; a trace of panic appeared on his originally steady countenance.

His chest heaved violently, each breath carrying obvious haste and disorder. Clearly, his heart was also experiencing no small fluctuation; beneath that calm lake surface, there were now surging waves.

Chen Gong and Dou Jincheng sat on their chairs, their bodies as stiff as two stones. Their old waists were pulled straight, their hands gripping the chair armrests tightly, their knuckles turning pale from the force.

And their eyes were staring straight ahead, like two primary school students who had made a mistake, revealing the anxiety and panic when caught by a teacher, waiting for the teacher's fury.

As for Liu Bo, Ma Qingmin, and Yan Chen Minru, the three of them sat there not daring to breathe loudly. However, the joy on their faces could not be hidden no matter what. It was truly because they hated Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli to the bone. Because according to what they understood, it was this guy who proposed stopping the wage payments to the teaching staff.

As for Tang Yun, after the initial shock, a trace of an imperceptible smile appeared on her face. She truly hadn't expected Zhou Andong to break the deadlock in such a way. This method was simple and crude, but effective.

Moreover, the deterrent power brought by this method was full; just look at the reactions of these people on the scene to know. Once the news that Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli had been taken away for investigation spread, some stubborn guys would probably not be able to sleep well.

One had to admit, Zhou Andong planned far ahead. He probably had anticipated this long ago, so he had laid out the layout to establish the Supervision and Examination Office in advance. If there were no Supervision and Examination Office, in today's situation, Zhou Andong would certainly not have been able to command the factory's Discipline Inspection and Supervision Division.

And the most excited were Chen Dahai and Chu Junfeng; they truly hadn't expected that the Supervision and Examination Office would have work to do before the personnel were even fully staffed, and this first order of business was actually Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli, the "God of Wealth" of the Woolen Mill.

Chen Dahai was just a rogue who feared nothing but chaos; now that the factory director had removed Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli from his position and personally ordered an investigation into him, what else was there to say? He gave Chu Junfeng a wink, and then the two of them, without a word, each grabbed one of Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli's arms and dragged him out.

At this moment, Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli, who had already been scared silly, finally came to his senses and struggled desperately, roaring.

"Zhou Andong, you are framing me! This is political persecution! I'm going to report you, I'm going to report you..."

With such a commotion, many people heard the noise and ran out. Seeing Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli being dragged out of the factory director's office, plus his shouting and yelling, they had already guessed what had happened.

And several deputy factory directors who were also working on the third floor, such as Jiao Liwei, Shao Yan, and Zhang Qun, also vaguely heard Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli's roars. They felt very strange, but after all, they were factory leaders, and it was impossible for them to run out and watch the fun like the employees, so they told their secretaries to go and see what was going on.

"Damn it, be honest!"

Chen Dahai slapped Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli on the head, making the guy see stars.

Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli opened his mouth to curse, then received another slap on the head, even harder than the first one. His head buzzed, and his vision went black in waves.

Then, this guy became completely quiet; as the saying goes, those who know the times are heroes. Zhou Andong had already revealed his hand, and it was useless for him to struggle anymore.

Now he could only pray that Zhang Hesheng and Nian Shihua would notify Shi Yue Guoqiang and Hu Dajun as soon as possible, so that he could be saved.

At the same time, he cursed the person who reported him in his heart, thinking that after this matter passed, he must find the bastard who reported him and tear him into pieces.

Tian Dai Hongwei took a deep breath; in his mind, to take action against Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli, how could it wait until after an audit? He hadn't expected it to be so fast.

"Factory Director, is there anything else? If not, I will go back now and start the investigation into Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli."

Zhou Andong handed the envelopes to Tian Dai Hongwei: "These are the whistleblower letters; take them."

"Alright!"

Tian Dai Hongwei walked over, took the envelopes into his hands, and immediately felt something was wrong, but he didn't show it. He casually tucked the envelopes into his pocket and turned to leave.

Zhou Andong looked at Dou Jincheng: "Comrade Dou Jincheng!"

"Here!" Dou Jincheng stood up reflexively: "Factory Director, what is it? Please tell me."

Zhou Andong asked expressionlessly: "Does the factory have money? Can the teaching staff's wages be paid? Can the owed wages be made up?"

"The factory has money!" Dou Jincheng didn't hesitate at all: "The teaching staff's wages can be paid, and the owed wages can absolutely be made up."

Zhou Andong asked again: "Before getting off work today, can the teaching staff receive their wages?"

Dou Jincheng said with a certain tone: "The factory still has some cash; if we notify the bank to send some more over, we can pay this month's wages first, and there is absolutely no problem making up the owed wages tomorrow."

Zhou Andong nodded: "I entrust this matter to you to handle. Can you handle it well?"

"I can handle it well!" Dou Jincheng puffed out his chest; he had already sensed that this was absolutely his opportunity. If he missed it, he would miss it forever, and he would really just have to drift along until retirement.

"Good!" Zhou Andong smiled with satisfaction: "You will act as the Division Chief of the Finance Department for the time being."

Dou Jincheng was so excited that his body was trembling a little; he knew this was his opportunity, but he hadn't expected it to fall on his head so quickly.

Since the factory director had taken action against Reporter Guan Zhou Mingli, even if no problems could be found, it would be impossible for that guy to return to the Finance Department.

And as long as he worked hard and followed the factory director's footsteps closely, this "acting" title would certainly be removed very soon.

"Factory Director!" Dou Jincheng took a deep breath, stabilized his excited mood, and said: "I will go contact the bank now and have them send the money over as soon as possible."

"Go!" Zhou Andong waved his hand, then looked at Liu Bo, Ma Qingmin, and Yan Chen Minru and said: "The three principals, you go back now and notify the teaching staff to go to the factory's Finance Department to collect their wages."