PDLP Chapter 215: When The Audit Team Arrives, It Will Also Be Their End
Chapter 215: When The Audit Team Arrives, It Will Also Be Their End
Three days later, the audit team arrived as scheduled.
There were more than a dozen people there, all with blond hair and blue eyes and Western faces.
Lang Ming and many senior executives of Sihai Group came to the airport to greet him personally.
The leader is naturally Chris Martin.
The two of them had already seen each other in documents or intelligence.
After Lang Ming saw his face clearly, he stepped forward with a smile and shook hands as a sign of goodwill.
"Hello, Mr. Chris Martin!"
"Hello, Mr. Lang Ming, chairman of Sihai Group!"
A short sentence.
But it contains a lot of threats and dissatisfaction.
Lang Ming didn't care.
Just after the handshake ended, Chris Martin wiped his palms with the handkerchief in his pocket.
Because in his opinion, Easterners, especially people from this land, are very dirty.
In Eagle Country.
He would rather shake hands with a slave.
I don't even want to come into contact with these yellow-skinned people.
Lang Ming didn't know it and sneered in his heart.
"I want to see how long you can maintain your aloof and proud appearance.
The pleasantries are over.
Lang Ming politely took the members of the audit team into the commercial vehicles prepared in advance.
on the car.
Lang Ming was still as groveling as usual.
Chris Martin also enjoys this kind of service from "lower people".
Inadvertently, he made a joke.
"Mr. Langming, when my brother Downton and brother Fite were alive, did you serve them like this?"
Lang Ming heard the sarcasm in the words.
Just lose face.
"Yes, my life was given by Mr. Downton, and I will do my best to serve the Chris family!"
"Ha ha!"
Hearing this, Chris Martin laughed loudly.
"But you are not from the Eagle Country."
"It's okay. I'm already applying for nationality. When I have the opportunity in the future, I will also settle in Eagle Country."
"Oh? Are you serious?"
"Of course, very seriously!"
Lang Ming communicated with the other party in fluent Eagle Mandarin.
His behavior showed a humble attitude.
placed in the feudal dynasty.
Minions.
It is really very appropriate to describe Lang Ming at this moment!
It is precisely because of this.
The disdain in Chris Martin's eyes was no longer hidden.
If he hadn't been concerned about the occasion, he would have really wanted to reach out and touch the black hair of this "docile dog".
How could Lang Ming not know what the other person was thinking.
Despite all the humiliation in my heart.
But this is the first step to success.
Forbearance!
It happened to be evening at this moment, and Ming Ming said with a smile: "Mr. Martin, I have prepared a rest room for you and the members of the audit team at the Three Seasons Hotel on Hong Kong Island. I will take you there first to pay your respects, and then there will be a welcome banquet."
"Why don't we start auditing?" Chris Martin got straight to the point.
"We have a tradition of celebrating the New Year. Currently, the company is in a semi-operational state and will not be able to start work normally until two days later."
Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year.
According to the statutory rest days, at least the seventh day of the Lunar New Year must be passed before work can officially start.
There’s nothing wrong with Chris Martin.
Since we have already arrived, we might as well just rest on Hong Kong Island for two days.
After all, when I was in Eagle Country, I was busy running around and working hard every day for family affairs, and it had been a long time since I could relax physically and mentally.
Lang Ming naturally knew the other party's intentions.
Arrive at the gate of Three Seasons Hotel.
Chris confused.
"Mr. Mingming, there are four seasons in a year, why is this hotel called Three Seasons Hotel?"
"The four seasons are spring, summer, autumn and winter. Due to the geographical location and climate of Hong Kong Island, we will not have the cold of winter all year round. The name of this hotel is also to prevent out-of-town guests from feeling the cold of winter. ."
"Haha, what a metaphor!"
Three Seasons Hotel is very famous on Hong Kong Island.
It has always been a refuge for some people, because the "severe cold" that Lang Ming refers to is not just the climate.
There are also disasters.
The main reason for placing Chris Martin here is that this hotel was opened by himself.
Just for convenience of monitoring.
At the banquet, Lang Ming naturally accompanied him, and it was nothing more than eating special seafood from Hong Kong Island and expensive drinks worth hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars per bottle.
These are not highlights.
By the time the banquet was over, Chris Martin was still unsatisfied.
Lang Ming took the opportunity to propose.
"Mr. Martin, how about I take you to a new bar I opened, where there are good wines and beauties!"
Wine is not very attractive to Martin.
But the word beauty directly stimulated his central nervous system!
Chris Martin immediately agreed.
The bar at night was already bustling with people, and under the dim lights, there were all kinds of people.
Let the blood boil for Chris Martin who just came in!
Lang Ming found someone to prepare a private room in advance. After the group walked in, Chris Martin was impatient.
He looked at the door expectantly.
He is not a pure blank slate either.
When he was in the capital of Eagle Country, this young descendant of the Chris family had even more fun than he does now!
Especially now in a place like this.
It can be said that all serious things have been forgotten!
The stopper beside him reminded: "Mr. Martin, pay attention to the situation."
"No, no, no, since you're here to have fun, just relax and don't care so much about the occasion!"
See Chris Martin like this.
Lang Ming really didn't feel like it was very strenuous.
Of course, he wants to wipe out the entire audit team tonight!
It took about a few minutes.
The door to the private room was pushed open, and a group of scantily clad young girls in their late teens and early twenties walked in.
See these girls.
Chris Martin's eyes nearly popped out of his head!
Lang Ming also left the private room very wisely.
Before leaving, he left behind a message.
"Mr. Martin, please have fun tonight, I won't delay you."
"Okay, okay!"
Under the dual stimulation of wine and beauties, Chris Martin completely lost his mind, and the members of the audit team around him were almost the same.
But little did he know that the danger had quietly arrived.
Wait until late at night.
Lang Ming actually didn't leave, but listened to the voices of men and women outside the door, and couldn't help but feel sick in his heart.
Then, several confidants came up.
"Boss, what should we do next?"
"Is the gas ready?"
"Ready!"
"Let's do it.
In the private room, a dozen or so people were having a great time.
Little did he know that the corridor outside had been flooded with gasoline, and even the corners were not spared.
It feels almost done.
In this kind of environment.
Lang Ming took out the cigarette from his pocket and slowly lit it. Several people around him were a little frightened.
"#t...."
Lang Ming waved his hand.
"Don't be afraid, I know what's going on.
When the cigarette was almost gone, he started to go downstairs, but dropped the cigarette butt directly on the carpet as he left. .