Wang Xiaoliang smiled again.
"Director, can I take these out of your order?"
The Finance Director nodded. "Of course."
"Then I'll start with the liquor." Wang Xiaoliang put both hands in his pockets. "When I took over, Gu Junhao had the key to the administrative storeroom. After he left, Cui Wanqiu took over. Everything else matched the books. Only the liquor didn't."
He paused.
"We sold those items and the liquor because there was nowhere to store them. Breaking them while moving them back and forth would have cost more than it was worth. Everything went through secondhand platforms, every transaction has a record, and all the proceeds went onto the financial books. You should have found that."
The Finance Director said nothing, but it was clear she was listening closely.
Wang Xiaoliang turned to Liu Chengyi. "But there's something rather interesting. President Liu took over one of our garages for his personal use back then. On moving day, there were several cases of Moutai inside. Add those bottles in, and the numbers would be pretty close."
Liu Chengyi's hand rested on the table without moving.
"We recorded the entire move that day. We took close-ups of the Moutai packaging and batch numbers. It was from the same batch as the liquor in the storeroom." Wang Xiaoliang's tone was even. "Chen Jiye came to move it, and he personally signed for it. Cui Wanqiu has the records."
He spread his hands.
"Why did I want to address this point first? Because this liquor wasn't an issue from my tenure. If you want to use it against me, I'm not taking the blame. If you want someone held accountable, ask President Liu. He sent Chen Jiye to move it, openly, right in front of all five of us managers. If you