Hong Kong News: Police Talker

Chapter 1227 Delaying time

Having been brothers for many years, Shao Zhilang immediately understood Lan Bowen's meaning and shouted, "Alright, everyone who's not here should go out and stop watching the show. There's nothing to see here."

After he finished speaking, he led the way out of the finance office, and the others obediently followed him out.

After Shao Zhilang came out, he went straight to the restroom and sent a text message to Liu Jianming on his mobile phone.

[Liu Sir, Mr. Dong, the boss behind Demao Group, has instructed Guo Ming to transfer all the company's funds to a designated account, and now Ah Lan is trying to stop him.]

Upon receiving the message, Liu Jianming immediately turned and ran towards the Commercial Crime Investigation Department. He needed their help to freeze an account; otherwise, no one at the bank would know.

Meanwhile, Lan Bowen dialed Mr. Dong's number.

It rang twice before being answered.

“Mr. Dong, hello, this is Alan. Guo Ming wants to transfer all the money out of the company account. I’m worried that he has ulterior motives, so I would like to ask for your opinion.”

Mr. Dong held his phone and sneered, "This is what I asked him to do. You supervise him and make sure he transfers all the money. I need it urgently."

“Okay, Mr. Dong!” Lan Bowen was very respectful. After hanging up the phone, he said to Guo Ming, “You must have heard it. I’ll be in charge of supervising you. First, print out the company account statement. I’ll check it against the statement, and then I’ll transfer the money.”

Guo Ming sneered: "Reconciling accounts at this time wastes Mr. Dong's time. Are you going to take responsibility?"

"Yes, I'll take responsibility. Stop talking nonsense. Who knows how much money you've embezzled from the account? I have to find out the whole story," Lan Bowen said bluntly.

The two sides have now completely broken off relations, so he speaks without any restraint.

Guo Ming's face turned very ugly upon hearing this: "Fine, fine, I'd like to see how you explain this to Mr. Dong." He turned and shouted, "Print out the company's bills for the past year and give them to him so he can reconcile the accounts."

Seeing this, the finance person didn't dare say anything and obediently started printing the bill.

But just three minutes later, Mr. Dong called again, this time to Lan Bowen. As soon as he answered, before he could even speak, he heard Mr. Dong's angry voice coming through the receiver.

"Why hasn't the money arrived yet? What are you doing?"

Lamborghini instinctively retorted, "Mr. Dong, we..."

"Shut up! I don't want to hear your explanation. I'll give you three more minutes. If the money isn't in your account by then, you'll face the consequences!" After saying that, Mr. Dong angrily hung up the phone.

Guo Ming looked at the scene with a mocking expression: "So, Lan, do you still want to check the accounts? I just said that you're responsible for wasting Mr. Dong's time."

Lan Bowen's face remained expressionless, and he was about to forcefully delay when Shao Zhilang suddenly strode into the finance office, came to his side, and whispered in his ear, "It's done, the account has been frozen."

Hearing this, Lan Bowen's face remained expressionless. He turned his head and said, "The transfer can proceed now. I've already checked the general outline, and there are no problems."

The finance person was taken aback when she heard this, and couldn't help but glance at Guo Ming, only to see Guo Ming glare at her: "Why are you looking at me? Continue transferring the money, as quickly as possible."

But a minute later, the finance staff member turned pale and said tremblingly, "Mr. Guo, something...something's wrong."

Guo Ming frowned and scolded, "What's wrong? Behave yourself! Anyone who doesn't know better would think the company has gone bankrupt!"

The finance person swallowed hard, looked at Guo Ming with a wronged expression, and said, "Mr. Guo, our company account has been frozen, and we can't withdraw any of the money in it."

Guo Ming stared in disbelief at the scene, and exclaimed, "What? How could it be frozen? Do you know why?"

The finance officer shook his head slightly: "I don't know. They just said that the account has violated regulations, so it needs to be blocked. Of course, the specific outcome will only be clear after the lawsuit is filed."

"Why don't you make a call to the bank, Mr. Guo? They'll probably give you face."

Guo Ming's pupils constricted; he really didn't want to call the bank, but he gritted his teeth and dialed the number anyway.

After a long pause, Guo Ming finally hung up the phone, his face extremely grim. He had contacted several friends within the bank, but none of them would give him any face.

Back then, these banks were begging him to take their money, but now it's him begging these banks. He must be hallucinating from drinking too much coffee.

Lan Bowen didn't care and instead said, "The best way now is for you to find Mr. Dong to resolve this. Otherwise, you'll probably be dealt with. You've made too many mistakes in the past two years."

"Shut up!" Guo Ming roared at Lan Bowen, his voice filled with rage.

He was clearly the company president, but Mr. Dong appreciated Lan Bowen more. How could he accept this? At the same time, he also understood very well that as long as he did not make any progress, he would most likely be abandoned.

What's so great about that Lambowman? He went to Mexico and messed everything up. It's clearly impossible for the company to expand its drug trafficking business now.

Although this is the reason he interfered, they never look at the process, only the result.

As a result, Lambowman, the leader of the younger generation within the company, is being suppressed and attacked by the company's veterans to prevent him from falling too far behind everyone else.

Lan Bowen smiled indifferently when he heard Guo Ming's reprimand and stood aside to watch the show. In any case, Mr. Dong had entrusted the matter of making money to Guo Ming; otherwise, he would be the one in a mess now.

Guo Ming stood there, steeling himself, picked up his phone, and dialed Mr. Dong's number.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dong, there's been a bit of an unexpected situation. All the funds in the company's account have been frozen by the bank. I don't know why. I'm planning to inquire about it, but it seems like someone is behind this. I wonder if you have any suggestions, sir."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Dong's breathing became rapid. He had only recently had Guo Ming transfer the money, and now all the money in his account had been frozen by the bank.

He would never believe that there wasn't a mole within the company. Thinking of this, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes, and he hung up the phone immediately.

Guo Ming froze, listening to the busy tone on his phone. Mr. Dong hadn't said anything. What should he do?

With this in mind, he steeled himself and called his friend at the bank again, intending to ask about the situation.

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