Chapter 85: Chaos, Song Yuncheng's Feelings (Subscribe!)
The second floor of the Entrepreneurship Park.
Cao Dahua sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and drank tea leisurely. Since the establishment of the FoxTao project, he, as an instructor in the entrepreneurship park, finally had some fun.
“Bang!”
Wang Zihao pushed open the glass door, looking extremely anxious.
"Student Wang Zihao, please be more steady. What does it mean to be so flustered? Is the sky falling?"
Cao Dahua glanced at him and criticized him dissatisfiedly.
"Director Cao, Brother Sen was taken away by the Shanghai patrol. Can you contact Principal Tang and ask him what's going on?" Wang Zihao said hurriedly.
Chen Yansen? He was caught by the patrol!
Cao Dahua was startled at first, then he stood up and asked loudly: "He is a student, what outrageous thing could he do? I will go find the principal now."
He was worried that he couldn't explain it clearly over the phone, so he hurried downstairs and ran to the principal's office.
The fat on his body swung with a popping sound as he ran.
Chen Yansen calls him brother, so he can't be a coward when encountering problems. Next year's Hui'an Province College Students' Entrepreneurship Competition will still depend on Fox Tao to support the event.
Wang Zihao stayed where he was, turned around twice, and then hurried out.
"Senior, come here!"
Walking to the door of Room 206, Wang Zihao pretended to be calm and waved at Song Yuncheng.
When Song Yuncheng approached, he asked in a low voice: "Which building is Teacher Wang Jing's office in?"
The entry terms of the FoxTao B2C mall were negotiated by Song Yuncheng and Wang Jing.
"Building D, Room 512, what's wrong? What happened?"
Song Yuncheng keenly noticed that Wang Zihao had a strange expression. He looked away, his hands hung by his legs, and he couldn't stop shaking.
"It's okay, go ask Teacher Wang for help." Wang Zihao knew the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to reveal anything.
"Teacher Wang may not be in the office. I'll send you his cell phone number." Song Yuncheng frowned slightly, reminding the panicked Wang Zihao.
"Ah, yes, yes, send it to me quickly." Wang Zihao slapped his thigh, annoyed that he was so confused.
"Wang Zihao, something's wrong with you. Tell me, what happened? Did something happen to Chen Yansen?"
Song Yuncheng just picked up the phone, then stopped and asked seriously.
"Send the number quickly!" Wang Zihao became anxious when he saw that she didn't move.
"Tell me what happened first." Song Yuncheng shook his head with a firm tone.
Wang Zihao stared at her intently. Seeing Song Yuncheng's determined expression, he frowned and scratched his head frantically: "Go out and talk."
Song Yuncheng's heart suddenly tightened. Wang Zihao's behavior made her realize that something big must have happened.
"Brother Sen was taken away by local inspectors in Shanghai. The reason is still unclear. He asked me to find Teacher Wang to help him hire a local lawyer." Wang Zihao stopped at the entrance of the Entrepreneurship Park and said in a low voice.
"It's okay for you to know about this. If anyone in the team asks you, remember to keep your mouth shut." Wang Zihao was worried and reminded him repeatedly.
Chen Yansen was caught by the patrol! Song Yuncheng felt dizzy and almost instinctively handed the phone to Wang Zihao, standing there in a daze.
"Nothing can happen to him!" Song Yuncheng's mind was in a mess. Chen Yansen's carefree smiling face appeared in his mind. His eyes were misty, but he was unaware of it.
Wang Zihao got the cell phone number, ran quickly towards the teaching building, and dialed the number at the same time.
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"Chen Yansen was taken away by the Shanghai inspectors? Why exactly?"
Tang Qingshan stood up suddenly and asked loudly.
"Wang Zihao didn't explain it clearly." Cao Dahua lowered his head, pretending to regret not calling Wang Zihao.
"Should we take him away or arrest him?" Tang Qingshan asked again.
There is a huge difference between the two. He has to weigh the pros and cons before deciding whether to use his connections.
The power held by the president of an undergraduate college is absolutely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
This is also the reason why Chen Yansen asked Wang Zihao to find Tang Qingshan as soon as possible.
He felt that he had done nothing wrong, but there was no guarantee that no one was plotting against him, so it would be safer to be prepared.
"Wang Zihao didn't explain it clearly either." Cao Dahua smiled awkwardly and pretended that he knew nothing.
Tang Qingshan raised his finger and pointed at him, swallowing the curse words. After thinking for a moment, he took out his cell phone, searched through the address book, and then slowly dialed the number.
Seeing this, Cao Dahua secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He said this on purpose to force the hesitant Tang Qingshan to make a decision quickly.
Tang Qingshan hung up the phone and dialed another one. After chatting for a few words, the worry on his face disappeared and he muttered in a low voice: "What are you doing? You even dare to touch my students!"
After saying that, he walked out of the office quickly.
"Principal, what's going on?" Cao Dahua, with a beer belly, staggered after him.
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"Name."
"Chen Yansen."
"gender."
"Isn't it obvious?"
"Answer the question, don't talk nonsense!"
"male."
"Do you know why you were summoned?"
"have no idea."
Chen Yansen sat in the inquiry room and answered listlessly.
The two inspectors looked at each other, and one of them slammed the table and shouted, "Tell the truth! Don't take any chances!"
"I really don't know. I'm usually kind and generous, I love small animals, and I often help old ladies cross the road. I've never done anything bad. Otherwise, can you help me recall it?"
Chen Yansen talked a lot of nonsense, but he was not afraid at all, not panicking at all, and his mentality was as steady as an old dog.
Seeing this, the two inspectors knew they had dealt with a veteran and that routine questioning would be useless to him.
"Yesterday we received a joint complaint from 23 Shanghai citizens. They bought 49 bottles of 53-proof Feitian Moutai liquor through Huhutao. We contacted the Moutai Anti-Counterfeiting Office for identification. They found that they were all fake. What else do you have to say?"
A young inspector said coldly.
Fake Moutai? Is it Jiushen.com? No, they are the ones who sell the wine. If there is a problem, they are more responsible! "Hulitao is a CPS advertising company. We provide shopping guide services to users. Moutai is supplied by Jiushen.com. We sent samples for testing according to the process requirements. The report was issued by the China Inspection and Quarantine Institute and it was identified as authentic."
"Until the matter is investigated, the fakes have nothing to do with me. Even if they are fake wines, the responsibility for the source lies with Dionysus.com."
Chen Yansen sorted out his thoughts and answered indifferently.
"You are an accomplice." The inspector narrowed his eyes and said lightly.
Chen Yansen didn't say a word, but leaned back, intending to remain silent and wait for Tang Qingshan or his lawyer to come and rescue him.
He closed his eyes, turning a deaf ear to the angry shouting in his ears, wondering in his heart, was this fake wine incident an accident, or was it a setup by someone?
When a user bought fake liquor, why didn’t the customer service team report the complaint?
Could all these so-called users be professional counterfeiters? After finding out the reason, Chen Yansen calmed down. After all, FoxTao was also a victim.
The solution is very simple. He can compensate the user three times the amount if the product is fake, or even ten times the amount if the product is fake.
While he was being questioned, the patrol office's phone was almost blown up with calls, and colleagues from sister units were all asking about Chen Yansen's situation.
The other side.
After notifying Wang Zihao, Meng Jie stood at the door of the coffee shop at a loss. After a long while, she finally mustered up the courage to call Meng Zhenguo and told him everything she knew.
"Where are you two going to Shanghai to watch a concert? One room or two rooms?"
Meng Zhenguo asked suddenly after listening to his daughter's story.
"Dad, are you listening to me? I want you to find a connection right away. I want to see Chen Yansen right away."
Meng Jie couldn't hold it in any longer, her emotions broke down, she sobbed, tears streaming down her face, and she squatted on the ground begging.
Meng Zhenguo felt bad when he heard his daughter crying. She never asked him for help when she was in high school or college, but now she was yelling at him for a bad boy.
But the sound of his daughter crying on the other end of the phone made him feel so distressed that he quickly assured her, "Xiao Jie, don't panic! Dad has an old classmate who works in the Shanghai City Patrol System. I'll ask him."
Mengjie has had a boyish temperament since she was a child. Even when her knee fell and bled, she gritted her teeth and said it didn't hurt. She has never lost her composure like she did today.
The choking sound made Meng Zhenguo feel heartbroken.
"Thank you, Dad." Meng Jie wiped her tears and responded aggrievedly. The carefully made-up on her face was now in a mess.
"Chen Yansen, I knew you were not a good person!"
Meng Zhenguo hung up the phone, yelled angrily, and slammed the table.
After venting his anger, he remembered his daughter's instructions and started to make the phone call.
"Hey, Lao Wei, I haven't talked to you for a long time. When are you going back to Chunshen? I left you a bottle of good wine, waiting for you to open it when you come back."
Meng Zhenguo put away his emotions and greeted with a smile.
"You kid, just say what you want to say. I don't know you yet." Wei Zhe and Meng Zhenguo have been friends for many years. Wei Zhe knows Meng Zhenguo's temper very well. Just by looking at his butt, he can tell what Meng Zhenguo is talking about. He is very rude when he speaks.
"It's like this..." Meng Zhenguo laughed dryly and told the story again.
"Xiaojie's boyfriend?" Wei Zhe laughed and joked.
"I don't admit it!" Meng Zhenguo retorted quickly.
"Haha, you have to admit it, Lao Meng! Since it is my eldest niece who asks me for help, I, as her uncle, must go there in person." Wei Zhe teased and readily agreed.
"Thank you." Meng Zhenguo said.
"The good wine you just mentioned, is it the 15-year-old Maotai? You must drink it next time you go back." Wei Zhe took the opportunity to order some wine.
"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Meng Zhenguo glanced at the collection above the wine cabinet and nodded with a painful look on his face.
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Xuhui District, Longhua Inspection Office.
"Who were the people that Brother Zhao and Xiao Ye brought back this morning? They were all here to get information."
The inspector who was responsible for answering the phone bumped into his colleague next to him and asked curiously.
"I didn't expect that a guy who sells fake liquor has such a strong background," said a colleague nearby with disdain.
"Hey? Chief Wei, why are you here?" The inspector who answered the phone stood up and greeted him.
"Did your institute bring back a student named Chen Yansen this morning?" Wei Zhe nodded and then asked.
"Ah!?" The operator was stunned. What kind of background does this guy have? Even Chief Wei from the neighboring area came in person.
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Song Yuncheng, carrying a khaki backpack, sat in Xucheng East Station in a daze, staring blankly at the platform, quietly waiting for ticket checking.
For the first time, she realized how important Chen Yansen was to her.
Although Chen Yansen is a bad guy and likes to take advantage of her, he always takes care of her intentionally or unintentionally.
She knew that FoxTao's monthly meal allowance of 500 yuan was because of her.
She also knew that Chen Yansen was deliberately training her every time he went on a business trip.
Even though Chen Yansen knew that her income would increase if she switched to a business investment position, one day, she no longer needed FoxTao's job, and she no longer needed him.
But Chen Yansen still transferred her to another position and taught her business negotiation skills.
Her heart is not made of stone. All the way out of the school, tears kept falling from her eyes. She wiped them away as she cried, and then wiped them away as she cried.
His eyelids were swollen, his earlobes were red, and he had no idea that something was wrong with his body. He just gritted his teeth and persevered.
At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind: Chen Yansen, I really want to see you.
(End of this chapter)
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