Transmigration: On the Gossip Front

Chief Feng looked at the figures in the notebook, her eyes reddened with anger. Although she hadn’t checked them yet, her intuition told her they must be correct.

"No way, I have to find Director Yang." Such a big blunder had been exposed, and many people couldn’t avoid it.

At times like this, it was necessary for a top boss to step up and take responsibility, but her position as the head of finance really meant nothing.

Zhang Yu rode home, aware that tonight, many leaders of the rolling mill were destined to have a sleepless night.

If these figures were confirmed, even someone with a background like Director Yang wouldn’t end up well.

Moreover, this was not something that could be covered up. If it were ordinary steel, the leaders of the rolling mill, even if disgruntled, would have to keep the trouble minor and make adjustments within the factory.

But the biggest issue now was that special steel had gone missing, which was no small matter.

If someone with ill intent took it, the resulting loss would truly be significant.

Just as Zhang Yu was thinking, Director Yang, who had already lain down to rest, was very upset upon seeing Chief Feng, "I told you, Sister Feng, if you had something to find me for, you didn’t have to rush over like this."

Seeing Director Yang was clearly unhappy, Chief Feng could only endure it, and her mood immediately lifted somewhat.