21. First Be the Grandson, Then Be the Grandfather

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The next morning.

Chen Ze and his group marched boldly into Banghe. Afraid of getting beaten, he even brought along a few bodyguards.

The supervisor has the right to audit the accounts, and such an important position naturally wouldn’t be handed over to anyone else but Gong Yaowu.

They could only proceed with enforcement by force.

This path of enforcement is a fight to the death, because Gong Yaowu could sue Su Meiqing for damaging the company’s interests.

An audit means the company is in decline.

An audit means the beginning of a family split and tearing each other apart.

However, Chen Ze knew there had to be problems with Banghe Real Estate. Embezzlement was a charge that couldn’t be escaped.

“Mr. Gong.”

Suddenly, anxious voices came from outside the door. Chen Ze sat on the sofa, crossing his legs slowly as he looked up.

Soon, a tall, stout middle-aged man in a gray suit entered, his face betraying a deep gloom.

“President Su, where did you learn such thug tactics?”

Though they had only met once, Gong Yaowu immediately recognized Su Meiqing upon entering, his tone unpleasant.

Su Meiqing was smooth and slick; just as she was about to say something to buy time, Chen Ze slapped the sofa and stood up, saying:

“Cut the crap. My dad says he’s out of money. How can he have no money after working for you so long? Where the hell did your money go? Now we can’t even afford a sports car.”

Gong Yaowu was not tall, about 1.72 meters, with a solid build rather than fat.

From what his father said, Gong Yaowu used to be in the military—truly a disgrace to the people.

He liked wearing suits, which fit tightly and gave him an imposing presence. Unlike others, he kept a beard. His face wasn’t unfriendly but didn’t look vicious either.

This was the first time Chen Ze had met Gong Yaowu in person, but he was far more arrogant now.

“President Su?”

Chen Ze’s words revealed his identity, character, and intent. Gong Yaowu barely acknowledged him and turned to frown at Su Meiqing beside him:

“Is this how you usually teach your son? Coming straight here without even calling me uncle?”

The phrase “your son” was a form of humble self-reference.

But Gong Yaowu said it deliberately, no different than outright calling their entire family dogs.

He was young, two years younger than Su Meiqing, but he wasn’t merely arrogant—he had the capital to back it up.

The “daddy” behind the client isn’t joking. In some industries maybe not, but here the client really is the daddy, who can constantly teach you a lesson.

In the construction world of China, contractors are like dogs to developers. If you don’t work, there are plenty waiting. Don’t you understand why you were chosen?

Because of imperfect laws and industry rules, as long as Gong Yaowu wasn’t afraid of losses, he could unilaterally withdraw Hongye Construction. So don’t just insult behind their backs—they can do it openly.

Why do construction workers spend lavishly at nightclubs after payments clear, earning respect? It’s a way to vent. Anyone in construction should understand deeply:

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The waters run deep, and the winds blow hard.

If you lack strength, keep your mouth shut.

Be a grandson first, then a grandfather; put on socks before shoes. Don’t care about the details—eat well and then go do your job...

As a strategic partner of nightclubs, the more a construction worker indulges at night, the more it usually shows how much humiliation and frustration he suffers from the client.

“Mr. Gong, please calm down.”

Su Meiqing stood up. She already knew the plan before coming and spoke naturally, with worry and apology:

“This child has been spoiled since childhood. After studying abroad, he insisted on buying a Ferrari. Well...”

Some things were better left unsaid. Why did Hongye Construction lack funds? Because of advance payments. In terms of relationships, Gong Yaowu owed them money.

The child wanted to buy a Ferrari.

Is it unreasonable to ask for money?

Although those who owe money now are the masters, the child was still in school and didn’t understand these matters. Teachers taught honesty at school. And why didn’t I stop him? Because he’d been spoiled.

Seeing this, Gong Yaowu’s face didn’t soften. He stepped forward, frowning more deeply:

“There are many partners. Why did Banghe choose Hongye Construction? President Su, you should know. Such a large company wouldn’t be worse than you.”

“If you have money, show it! Let me see where your money went—did you swallow it all?!”

Before Su Meiqing could respond, Chen Ze, seemingly clueless, made Gong Yaowu’s face grow even darker.

But Gong Yaowu wouldn’t bother with a kid. He just gave a signal to the men behind him, then looked over calmly and said:

“The company owes no money to any party, and I have no obligation to tell you about company matters.”

The bodyguards Gong Yaowu brought tried to pull Jiang’s lawyers away, but Chen Ze jumped onto the coffee table and glared fiercely:

“No one fucking moves!”

Startled, the bodyguards stopped. Chen Ze looked at the expressionless Gong Yaowu, impatiently waving his hand:

“If you’re innocent, what are you afraid of? If the company’s accounts are fine, then check all you want!”

Seeing Chen Ze’s recklessness and lack of manners, Gong Yaowu turned to Su Meiqing and pressured her:

“President Su, supervisors and finance staff know their limits. Outsiders have no right to interfere. If there are company decisions, I can convene a shareholders’ meeting. If you don’t understand, I can leave now and give you the chance to properly investigate.”

“This…”

Su Meiqing felt great pressure. After all, she wasn’t sure if her son was right.

“Mr. Chen, the audit is complete.”

At that moment, a staff member from Jiang’s lawyer team looked up and approached Chen Ze.

After hearing the answer, Chen Ze’s pupils contracted in surprise. He frowned at Gong Yaowu.

According to current law, shareholders have no auditing rights, no privilege to examine accounting vouchers.

Without these rights, it’s impossible to quickly determine if there is financial fraud. After all, if someone fabricates accounts, the format is correct—they don’t just write nonsense.

Accounting vouchers in 99% of Chinese companies are problematic and can’t withstand scrutiny.

It’s like having a meal—whether the bill is proper is debatable, but the accounts are submitted. If other shareholders don’t care, fine; but if they do, problems abound.

Now with Chen Ze’s forced audit, even controlling the finance head, they naturally examined the vouchers.

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There were problems and criminal clues. Gong Yaowu indeed embezzled funds to another shell company, but Chen Ze was surprised that the money had returned a few days ago.

Now Banghe had 112 million on the books.

Chen Ze’s pupils moved slightly. He quickly jumped down from the coffee table, grabbed the ledger, flipped through it, and rolled his eyes:

“The company still has plenty of money. Hurry up and transfer it to my dad. Stop delaying, okay?”

“Son, shut up.”

The money in the ledger startled Su Meiqing, who quickly grabbed the towering Chen Ze.

“Mr. Gong, sorry for the trouble…”

Before Su Meiqing finished, Gong Yaowu raised his hand to interrupt, then reached into his pocket.

He took out a check and slowly pulled out a pen, carefully signed it, and placed it on the table. Then he stamped it with the company and finance seals.

“President Su, how you educate your son is your business. But a child having aspirations is good. Regardless of others, I’ve always been loyal and righteous. I personally lend the money for the child’s car so he won’t suffer.”

Money.

Chen Ze saw the check and hurried over to take it. But just then, Gong Yaowu’s hand twitched.

The thin check fell like a feather, quietly resting by the brown leather shoe, and was stepped on.

Chen Ze froze, then smiled calmly and walked over, pulling a cigarette from his pocket.

“Are you really willing to lend me? Do you have fifteen million? If so, I really thank you.”

Gong Yaowu was about to nod coolly but hesitated. What Ferrari needs fifteen million?

“LaFerrari costs about fifteen million. It’s at a dealership in Yanjing. I’ve wanted to buy it for a long time.”

Mentioning the LaFerrari, Chen Ze was as happy as a child, as if the car was already beneath his feet.

“President Su, your son’s tastes are high indeed. But I have ten million. The rest you’ll have to ask your dad. I’ll transfer the funds within a week.”

Gong Yaowu said calmly, showing no intention to leave. The check lay beneath his feet.

Chen Ze acted as if he didn’t see the check, lighting his cigarette and blowing out a puff of smoke:

“Thanks, Brother Gong. Where’s the money?”

As Chen Ze said this, the cigarette slipped from his hand. The kid was really clueless.

Smoke curled up from the carpet. Chen Ze jumped, then feigned realizing something, pushing the unyielding Gong Yaowu with his back and joking:

“Brother Gong, be careful not to burn yourself.”

Chen Ze stomped out the cigarette, bent down to pick up the check, and turned to glare at the gloomy Gong Yaowu:

“Sorry, Brother Gong. I forgot no smoking in the office. If I damage property, I’ll pay for it.”

“Who here has cash?!”

Chen Ze walked to a female accountant, took a hundred-yuan bill, then turned and smiled at Gong Yaowu:

“Brother Gong, no need to look.”