"I'm sorry, Dong Ye, there will never be a next time."
Ye Mingqian was so angry that Wu Xinxin was so scared that tears fell down.
"I hope so." Ye Mingqian finished beating Wu Xinxin and came to the door of the sales department.
When the people inside looked at her, they all shrank their heads as if they had seen a ghost.
"Where's Dong Chenghui?"
She asked as she picked up a random hapless guy.
"Office." The unfortunate guy responded reflexively.
It would be easier to handle now, but I am afraid that he will hide and dare not come to the company.
Wu Xinxin was smart this time. Before Ye Mingqian could say anything, she immediately ran to Dong Chenghui's office door. She pushed it twice and it didn't move. She turned her head to look at Ye Mingqian in embarrassment.
"Dong Chenghui, I'll count one, two, three, don't force me to not save face for you among your subordinates."
The door was opened instantly, and Dong Chenghui welcomed her in with a smile.
"Why is Director Ye here? Just now I was just afraid of being disturbed, so I locked the door. Who would have thought that Director Ye would come to the door in person? I'm so sorry. You just need to see me and give me instructions. There is no reason for you to be condescending."
"Okay, don't say these are nonsense."
Ye Mingqian interrupted Dong Chenghui's ramblings with a cold face and went straight to the point: "Give me an explanation."
Dong Chenghui shut up and lowered his head, not daring to face her.
"You don't want to say anything because you want to fight alone? Minister Dong is so courageous, so let's pay the liquidated damages."
Ye Mingqian glanced at Wu Xinxin, who immediately stepped forward and said, "The customer is Bihai Audio, which specializes in traveling and filming live broadcasts. It has more than 10 million fans. This time, it ordered 20 wedding dresses, formal attires and daily necessities from us." Accept it, because the other party’s requirements are high, so the price is not low. The total contract is four million, and the triple compensation is twelve million.”
"You have filled the twelve million hole, and I will not continue to pursue you because you are the elder of the company." Ye Mingqian stared at Dong Chenghui with a frosty face.
"Dr. Ye, aren't you forcing me to die? How can I get so much money." Dong Chenghui smiled bitterly.
"I haven't told you anything else yet. Bihai is a self-media company with an amazing online traffic. Once this matter is exposed by them, Dong Chenghui, have you thought about the consequences? Can you be responsible for the work of more than 100 people in Aishang?"
Ye Mingqian snatched the information from Wu Xinxin's hand and threw it at Dong Chenghui, "You are an old man in the company. You allow your subordinates to make mistakes without taking responsibility. Your current attitude means you don't want to stay in the company anymore, right? I tell you there is no way to run away. If this matter is not resolved, prepare to use your salary to fill it slowly."
"Ye Dong..." Dong Chenghui grabbed her hand and wanted to say something, but she threw him away.
"Dong Chenghui, you made a mistake last time. Don't say that I didn't give you a chance. I want to hear your solution tomorrow, or you will wait for a court summons."
Ye Mingqian didn't want to fire Dong Chenghui at this time, which would arouse Huo Jili's suspicion. Dong Chenghui had to go, but she needed a suitable time.
Dong Chenghui murmured, trying to make a sound, but Ye Mingqian ignored him and left with Wu Xinxin.
Her expression was so serious that she could shed tears, and she walked with her eyes straight and full of aura, causing the employees on the road to retreat.
Bi Haijian has come to make trouble twice, and Dong Chenghui can't cover it up no matter how much he wants. The matters in the sales department are now known to everyone in the company.
The news that Ye Mingqian led others to scold Dong Chenghui spread quickly.
The two came to the parking lot.
"Director Ye, where are we going?"
Wu Xinxin got on the bus in confusion.
"Production Department."
Ye Mingqian sat in the cab and turned on the navigation. When she saw a message from Chi Yanchen, she crossed it out without reading it.
At this time, she didn't want to deal with this willful young master.
Although the production department also has office space in the company, it usually leaves a director and assistant to handle official duties, and the desks are placed together with the logistics department.
Aishang has its own processing plant, which is the real "production department". It is located on the outskirts of H City, thirty or forty miles away from the company.
"Has Shang Ailian come out to take charge of the overall situation now that the situation is like this?"
Ye Mingqian asked while driving.
"No." Wu Xinxin shook her head, "Only Minister He from the Propaganda Department came forward to mediate, but the person in charge of Bihai wanted to see Director Ye by name, but Minister Dong stopped him."
"Tell me earlier next time something like this happens."
Dong Chenghui could deal with this, but he thought that with Huo Jili standing behind him, he would wipe his ass clean? He said that he would not be able to win a lawsuit if he found someone like this.
Let's not talk about whether Dong Chenghui dared to cause trouble and let Huo Jili know about it. Even if he knew about it, he would just cut off his arm to survive. Not only would he not be able to save Dong Chenghui, he would also add fire to it.
"First send the information about Bihai Audio to my mobile phone, and then help me make an appointment with their person in charge."
"good."
After a smooth journey to the Aishang Garment Processing Factory, Ye Mingqian got off the car and saw Peng Chengyu, the director of the production department, standing at the gate of the factory making a phone call.
"Hey, Dong Ye, why are you here with us?"
He caught a glimpse of Ye Mingqian, quickly hung up the phone and trotted over.
"Such a big incident happened. If I don't come and see if Aishang goes bankrupt, is the material that caused the incident still in the factory?"
"There's still some left."
Ye Mingqian closed the car door and let Peng Chengyu lead the way.
"Go and have a look first."
She followed Peng Chengyu around the factory to the warehouse at the back. There were two piles of fabrics placed on the elevated wooden boards. They looked exactly the same at first glance.
"Dong Ye, you can touch it and see."
Peng Chengyu pulled a piece of cloth on each side in front of her.
Ye Mingqian stretched out both hands to touch it at the same time, twisting it in his fingers and feeling the difference. The hardness and thickness of one piece of cloth with clear lines were much better than the other.
She threw the smooth piece to Peng Chengyu, "Dirty the stuff that is dear to your heart, use polyester instead of linen to adulterate it."
"I didn't pay attention when I first made it. After all, it was the customer's own fabric. I made a batch according to the style and found something was wrong." Peng Chengyu took her and Wu Xinxin to two fake models. They were wearing exactly the same clothes. clothes.
Ye Mingqian could tell at a glance that the pattern was wrong. The skirt made of Aishang fabric had a beautiful pattern and was not easily deformed, while the other piece of soft fabric drooped and lost its shape.
"How much material was used?"
she asked.
"Two pieces of material."
"You didn't realize that something was wrong until two pieces of material came out of the cut piece?" Ye Mingqian narrowed his eyes and looked at Peng Chengyu coldly: "Mr. Peng, you have been engaged in garment processing for decades, right? You have to decide whether the material is good or bad. You can tell by touching it, no matter what, the people in the factory are all experienced people, and if the new material is so thin, I don’t believe you can’t feel it.”
Peng Chengyu hurriedly explained: "This is really unfair, Dong Ye. It was Dong Chenghui who came up and said that this batch of goods was urgently needed, so he used the materials brought by his company to make them, so we directly cut two pieces of materials."
