Uncle's Crisis

Chapter 196 A Brief Romance

Gao Zhiyuan said: "It's okay, Section Chief Song. I just took a picture of the catalog, not the contents. Besides, this is not a secret. Is it necessary?"

Chief Song shook his head and said, "No... no, if you really need it, take notes and don't take any more pictures."

"Look at you, who do you think we are?" Huang Yating glared at Section Chief Song, and then asked, "Do you have a ghost in your heart?"

"What the hell can I have in my heart? It's already a violation for you to see, and this was even filmed. If Director Li finds out, then I will die."

"Isn't it just a current account, is it that serious?" Huang Yating asked, but the machine in her hand didn't stop.

"Isn't that right, Director Li is very strict."

"Is it worth him to take care of this shit?"

"Isn't it? That's how he is. He takes care of everything in person, no matter how big or small."

……

During the conversation, she had already photographed all the key pages of the index. Huang Yating put away the video recorder and said to Gao Zhiyuan, "Forget it...forget it, let's go. It's hard to embarrass Section Chief Song. Get down on your knees and beg us."

"Okay then, if it doesn't work, let's go to the scene." Gao Zhiyuan's words sounded a bit reluctant, but he was actually satisfied because he got something unexpected.

The two said goodbye to Chief Song and walked out of the office building.

They were walking along the north-south passage, Huang Yating suddenly asked Gao Zhiyuan: "Old Gao, have you discovered any secrets?"

Gao Zhiyuan nodded slightly and said, "It's a little bit wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Gao Zhiyuan walked for a while with his head buried, and said, "It's inconvenient to say it here, why not, let's go out for a walk."

"where to?"

"I heard that the scenery over the Bailang River is pretty good. Let's go and have a look. By the way, we can find a special small restaurant and treat you to some wild game, how about it?"

"Well, that's a good idea."

Just as the two of them walked out of the gate, Gao Zhiyuan's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Secretary Xu calling.

Secretary Xu came up and asked, "Director Gao, where have you been?"

Gao Zhiyuan didn't want to see this bird man, so he asked coldly: "Secretary Xu, what do you want?"

Secretary Xu said: "I can't talk about orders. I'm busy when I go to work. I forgot to take care of you and reporter Huang. Are you going to the countryside today?"

Gao Zhiyuan said: "Let's take a walk around the station first, and then come back to read the materials. If there is anything I need, I will call you again."

Secretary Xu said politely: "The conditions here in Lingfang are not good, compared to those in the city. Please forgive me, and if you need anything, just ask."

Gao Zhiyuan said a few perfunctory words, then hung up the phone.

After walking for a while, he stopped and said to Huang Yating, "I have something to report to Mr. Sun."

Huang Yating knew that he wanted to avoid it by herself, so she nodded knowingly, and ran to a small shop on the side of the road.

Gao Zhiyuan came under a big tree on the side of the road, called Sun Chaosheng, and told him that he found a strange problem.

Sun Chaosheng asked: "What problem did you find?"

Gao Zhiyuan said: "After checking the accounts of Lingfang Farm for the past five years, I found that there is no specific whereabouts of the funds allocated under the project."

Sun Chaosheng asked: "Not at all?"

Gao Zhiyuan said: "Yes, it's just a one-stroke transfer, and the money is transferred."

Sun Chaosheng questioned: "Did you not look carefully?"

Gao Zhiyuan said: "I watched it three times before and after, and it is true that there are no details. By the way, we even recorded the video."

Sun Chaosheng asked: "You? Who are you with?"

Gao Zhiyuan said: "A reporter from a TV station happened to come here. Thanks to his help, otherwise he would not even be able to check the accounts. Li Dakang is in strict control. Without his consent, no one would even want to read it."

"Damn it! No wonder the old thing always tries to dig traps for me. It turns out that there is really something tricky hidden in it. How about it, Lao Gao, copy those materials to a USB flash drive and bring them back for me to have a look."

"Okay, Mr. Sun, do you think they will embezzle the money?"

"It's very possible, but there's no evidence, just suspicion."

"These black-hearted bastards! They are too courageous. Calculated in this way, in the past five years, there are more than a few million. No wonder they even built private villas."

"Who... who built the villa?"

"Li Dakang, I heard that he built a luxurious villa, which is in the mountains not far from the farm."

"So arrogant?"

"Yeah, but I also listen to others talking about it casually, which may not be true."

"Then you go and have a look. By the way, there is a reporter here. Let her help take a picture."

"Why did you shoot that?"

"If you want to shoot, you can shoot. Maybe it will be useful in the future." Sun Chaosheng said, let's do it first, and someone came over, and hung up the phone.

Sun Chaosheng actually wanted to take pictures of Li Dakang's villa by himself, what did he want to do?

Did he suspect that Li Dakang used those special funds to build a house?

How is this possible?
It's not that he doesn't understand that misappropriating special funds is a crime.

……

Just as she was thinking about it, Huang Yating came over, handed Gao Zhiyuan a bottle of mineral water, and said, "The conditions in this place are really bad, there is no fresh juice."

"It's good to have mineral water in this kind of place. This is the difference between urban and rural areas. Otherwise, young people would go to the city."

Sun Chaosheng asked the old street sweeper about the way to Bailanghe. The old man said that it was very far, and it would take more than an hour to walk.

"More than an hour? That's so tiring." Huang Yating felt a little worried.

The old man said: "I happen to have a tricycle here, which can take you there."

Gao Zhiyuan said, "Won't that delay your work?"

The old man said: "It has been cleaned once, and it is just idle at this time. Let's go, get in the car, and I will take you there."

"Thank you, sir... Thank you, master..." Huang Yating climbed into the car first.

"It's better to be a mountain person!" Gao Zhiyuan sighed, and got into the car, and sat side by side with Huang Yating on a long wooden bench.

"Sit down, let's drive!" the old man greeted, started the tricycle, and drove forward.

The road to Bailanghe looked like it had been repaired not long ago, but the road surface was seriously damaged, with potholes, and the car bumped violently, swaying left and right.

Huang Yating was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hugged Gao Zhiyuan tightly, fearing that she would be thrown out of the car.

There were a few screams in the middle, which caused the old man who was driving to look back, bared his big yellow teeth, and smiled silly.

Gao Zhiyuan felt good, especially when he got to the section of the road with serious potholes, Huang Yating's body bumped back and forth, and he had substantial intimate contact.

Gao Zhiyuan's heart was hot and noisy, and he felt dizzy and ecstatic for a moment, as if he flew up by accident.

He hoped that the road would be longer and farther.

But good times are often very short, that is, in less than ten minutes, the tricycle stopped.

The old man jumped out of the car and said with a smile: "I'm afraid I'll delay your business, so I stepped up the gas pedal a little bit, scared that lesbian, right?"

"It's okay...it's okay, I feel good, thank you." Gao Zhiyuan said, jumped out of the car first, and stretched out his hand to help Huang Yating down.

Huang Yating accidentally saw that Gao Zhiyuan's eyes were a little strange, she stepped on his foot secretly, and warned in a low voice: "Look at your worthless appearance, it's not a good thing at first sight, please be more honest. Son."

Gao Zhiyuan smiled awkwardly, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the old man: "Give me the money, I'm still in a hurry to go back to work."

"You still want money?" Huang Yating asked.

(End of this chapter)