"Yes," Zhou Xiaoxue leaned forward, "Many customers have been asking about the trading company these days."
"what happened?"
"I heard that many suppliers are in arrears with payments, and some customers have already filed lawsuits in court."
"Ah!" Li Ji was surprised. When he was about to ask again, he heard someone calling Zhou Xiaoxue's name outside the door.
"Brother Ji, I'm sorry, I have to go up." Zhou Xiaoxue smiled apologetically and stood up.
"It's okay, you're busy." Li Ji smiled and watched Zhou Xiaoxue go out.
He sat for a while longer, finished his coffee, checked that it was almost time, paid the bill, and went out to go upstairs.
The office of the chairman of Marriott Group is on the top floor. The secretary led Li Ji in and saw Wan Daming immersed in a pile of documents, looking at it intently and mumbling something.
"You sit down for a moment, I'll be there soon." Hearing the noise, Wan Daming raised his head, glanced at Li Ji quickly, and waved his hand.
Li Ji smiled and sat on the sofa next to him, drinking the Longjing tea brought by his secretary.
After a while, Wan Daming raised his head again, handed several documents to his secretary, walked out from behind the desk, and sat on the sofa opposite Li Ji.
"I've been so busy these days." Wan Daming smiled, sighed softly, shook his head slightly, and looked tired.
His face was also a little gray, with two big bags under his eyes that made his cheekbones appear higher.
"Uncle Wan, you have to take care of yourself." Li Ji put the tea cup back on the coffee table and said with concern.
"Hey," Wan Daming looked a little sad. He leaned back and stretched out his hands to comb his sparse hair. "You drink tea, drink tea."
Li Ji noticed that after not seeing him for a few months, Wan Daming's temples already had a lot of gray and white spots.
"Let's talk about Wan Cheng." Wan Daming lit a cigarette and took a few puffs.
A few wisps of gray-white smoke rose faintly, quickly covering Wan Daming's face in haze. Li Ji discovered that Wan Daming seemed to have aged several years.
After listening to Li Ji's words, Wan Daming's face became more and more gloomy.
"There is no record of this loan in the financing department of the group?" Wan Daming didn't believe it.
"Yes," Li Ji nodded, "We went to the financing department and asked, and Mr. Zhu also asked someone to check. It's true that it's not there."
Wan Daming's face turned dark.
"I didn't expect that it had only been two years since I handed the group over to him, and it would have ended up like this." Wan Daming coughed hard several times, and put out half of the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray.
"You are not an outsider, and I won't hide it from you," Wan Daming said with a serious expression, "The group's current financial situation is very bad. If it doesn't work well, the capital chain may be broken..."
Li Ji looked at Wan Daming and listened silently.
"The stall is too big, too big," Wan Daming shook his head and sighed softly, "Hey, you don't know, Wan Cheng took out the group's relatively small amount of funds and did something to it. ....."
Li Ji suddenly remembered the movie directed by Jiang Wen: "Let the Bullets Fly."
The fake soup master in it has a very classic line: "I think you should drink wine one sip at a time and walk one step at a time. If you take too big a step, you will easily lose your temper."
I remember that when I was watching it in the cinema, Li Ji couldn't help but laugh for a long time. But today, he couldn't laugh at all.
"Mr. Guo just told me, I still don't believe it," Wan Daming crossed his hands and his face became more solemn, "I asked the audit department to investigate in the past few days. Wan Cheng misappropriated funds from the group many times, all using the name of Wanhao Trading Company. In name, there was a sum of 50 million just last month..."
"Oh." Li Ji nodded and stared at Wan Daming.
"That's not the most important thing. Trading companies have long been in arrears with suppliers, and some customers have been late for more than a year or two..." Wan Daming said, his brows coming together.
"It is said that the loan from China Construction Bank also went to Wanhao Trading Company." Li Ji interjected.
"The Finance Department told me that as of yesterday, all the bank accounts of the trading company totaled less than 100,000 in deposits, and they were almost an empty shell." After Wan Daming finished speaking, he slumped against the back of the sofa with his hands in one hand. .
"Your loan, hey..." Wan Daming shook his head.
"This loan originally had little to do with me, but somehow I became the guarantor of the loan," Li Ji smiled helplessly, "Now, the bank has arranged for me to be responsible for collection."
"Guarantee? Full-time collection?"
"No, it's okay." Li Ji realized that he had missed something and hurriedly covered it up. He thought to himself that it would be better not to let Wan Daming know about this.
Wan Daming didn't ask any more questions. He was silent for a while and then said, "Is the boss of your credit department named Cui?"
"Yes, that's right." Li Ji replied, "My name is Cui Hao, and he is my direct leader."
"Guo Shiqiang said that Wan Cheng has been closely associated with Cui Hao in the past two years," Wan Daming mused, "There is also some Haitian Technology Company..."
"Haitianda Company?"
"Yes, that's it." Wan Daming thought for a moment and said with certainty, "Guo Shiqiang said that many of the trading company's businesses are in cooperation with Haitianda."
As he spoke, Wan Daming stood up and walked to his desk. He picked up a few account pages and read them over. He walked back and sat down again: "Yes, it's Haitianda. The two companies have had very frequent capital exchanges in the past two years."
"Haitianda Technology Company"--Li Ji wrote down this name.
