Fang Bai said indifferently, "You should tell your wife about Zhang Qian first."
"No way, my wife will definitely make my life hell."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hengli's first reaction was to strongly resist. His wife was fierce, and he might lose a layer of skin if he wasn't careful.
What a joke?
Isn't this asking for trouble?
He wouldn't say it even if he died!
My brother, are you mistaken?
You wouldn't screw me over like this, would you?
Fang Bai sneered, "Do you think your wife won't know you're keeping a mistress outside if you don't tell her? She's not satisfied at home, and you often don't come home at night. What else could it be but keeping a mistress, it's just that she hasn't caught any evidence yet.
When the time is right, that pretty boy will definitely tell your wife about you keeping a mistress, first making it so you can't focus on other things, then you… hehe."
Wang Hengli initially thought Fang Bai was trying to trick him, but after hearing Fang Bai's analysis, he felt it made a lot of sense. He had misunderstood, and the more he listened, the angrier he became.
He cursed inwardly: Damn that pretty boy!
After a moment of hesitation and internal struggle, he took a deep breath and finally made a decision, saying, "Brother Fang, please continue."
Seeing that Fang Bai's cup was empty, he personally poured him more tea.
Fang Bai saw that he was listening. He took a slow sip of tea to moisten his throat, then tapped the tea table with his left hand and said, "First, buy your wife some gifts to make her happy, then have a good time tonight.
When the time is right, confess tearfully that you made a mistake, that you were tricked and lost money, that you were taken advantage of once while drunk, and that they have something on you.
The performance needs to be full of emotion, and the act needs to be complete. It's best to slap yourself a few times. You need to act more heartbroken and miserable than your wife, and try your best to gain her forgiveness.
Family shame should not be aired. I believe your wife will be reasonable.
As for the information on Zhang Qian and that pretty boy, I will continue to inquire for you and will have the full situation figured out by tomorrow at the latest.
Don't go confront Zhang Qian now; it's useless. She might already be preparing to tell your wife.
Even if Zhang Qian hasn't said anything, once you question her, she'll become wary. I don't need to explain the principle of 'beating the grass to startle the snake,' do I?
Don't think about using the underworld to deal with those two. You've worked hard to achieve your current net worth. Once you get involved with the underworld, it will be difficult to get out. Those people are bottomless pits.
As for tax evasion, I'll give you a reminder.
If the amount of tax evaded accounts for more than 30% of the tax payable and the amount of tax evaded is more than 10,000 yuan, a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than three years but not more than seven years shall be imposed, and a fine of not less than one time but not more than five times the amount of tax evaded shall be imposed concurrently.
From the information I've gathered, your situation falls within this range.
Of course, if you timely and voluntarily declare the under-reported, under-declared, or misreported taxes, you can receive lenient treatment from the tax authorities, reduce the amount of the fine, and avoid imprisonment.
In this regard, I think it's hard to persuade you. Anyway, you feel that everyone is taking risks, and even if someone reports it, it's unlikely that the relevant departments will come to investigate, so I won't persuade you further. You can make your own decision."
Fang Bai knew from Wang Hengli's thoughts that he was unlikely to voluntarily pay the under-reported taxes. Such people, who haven't suffered losses, won't willingly cut their own flesh, believing that all their peers do the same.
Wang Hengli felt that Fang Bai's analysis was very accurate. His mind was too flexible, and he was very clear about tax law, immediately guessing his thoughts. He didn't seem like a young man at all. He was sincerely grateful and cupped his fists, saying, "Thank you, Brother Fang. When this matter is resolved, I will definitely thank you properly!"
Fang Bai saw that he didn't want to spend money, rolled his eyes, and said, "My finger treatment cost me one or two thousand yuan, and I'm out of money. You can't expect me to do things for you without any operating funds, can you? I need money to deal with people."
Sometimes you just don't think clearly. You don't spend money when you should, but you're generous when it comes to women."
Wang Hengli smiled awkwardly, "That's my fault."
After speaking, he turned around, opened the safe, took out a stack of money, and handed it to Fang Bai: "These three thousand yuan are compensation for Brother Fang's medical and emotional distress expenses, and two thousand yuan are for operating funds.
I don't have much cash here; some of it is needed for company operations.
As for your salary, I'll talk to the accountant. You can settle it whenever you're free.
I still hope Brother Fang will continue to work for my company; I guarantee you'll be satisfied with the salary."
Fang Bai calmly accepted the money and asked for a document bag to put the money in.
He hadn't expected Wang Hengli to be so generous. He had initially thought that getting back one or two thousand yuan would be very good.
As for working, Fang Bai would never stay here.
As for that hundred or so yuan in salary, Fang Bai felt he'd take it if he could get it, and if not, then so be it.
If he tried to get the money through normal channels, even if he succeeded, Wang Hengli would resent him, which would be unfavorable for his next move.
Fang Bai took out a piece of paper from his pocket, picked up a pen from the table, and wrote some words with his left hand.
He could write with both hands, but he was used to using his right hand. After his right hand was injured in his previous life, he had always written with his left hand. Although he didn't have the muscle memory from his previous life now, he had been practicing for two weeks after the surgery and had basically gotten used to it.
Actually, it had been two weeks since the surgery, and due to the Golden Finger increasing recovery by 20%, it was almost equivalent to a year of normal recovery.
His right hand could also barely write, but it was inconvenient, after all, it was the middle and distal phalanges that were broken, not the entire hand or an entire finger. If his thumb had been broken, that would have been truly useless.
After writing, he handed it to Wang Hengli to sign: "Please, Mr. Wang, sign and stamp it with the company's official seal so I can explain the source of the money."
Wang Hengli was a bit suspicious. He took the paper and looked at it. It read: "This is to settle the medical, nutritional, and other expenses for company employee Fang Bai, totaling Five Thousand Yuan (¥5000.00). General Manager: (Signature, Company Seal); Date…"
After a brief thought, he said, "Brother Fang, you're still thoughtful. This way, I can also explain the expenditure of the money to my wife."
He quickly signed, pressed his fingerprint, stamped it, and then handed it to Fang Bai.
Fang Bai smiled, took the note, folded it after confirming it was correct, and put it in his pocket. After all, he was still afraid that Wang Hengli would accuse him of extortion.
Additionally, Fang Bai also needed a way to explain the source of the money, as five thousand yuan was a huge sum.
In reality, Wang Hengli's words were disingenuous; he had just been thinking this:
[This Fang Bai is quick-witted and articulate. If I can take him in, he'd be great for sales. He can also help me with ideas, which would always benefit me. On the other hand, I'm also afraid he'll spread rumors.]
[Five thousand yuan is a lot. Damn it, losing so much at once hurts a bit.
But if this matter isn't handled properly, the trouble will be even greater. I don't know if this Fang Bai can help resolve it; I'll just consider it a gamble.
I hope this guy acts quickly after taking the money and doesn't talk nonsense.]
[Shit, this Fang Bai is cunning. He's counting the operating expenses as medical expenses. There aren't many young people like him.]
Fang Bai knew everything Wang Hengli was thinking. After putting away the money, he said, "Don't worry, I'm confident. I'll act tonight.
There's one more thing I need your help with. The dorm manager threw away my clothes and bedding, and I'm very angry!"
After speaking, he even made a menacing expression.
"This is easy to solve, I'll handle it for you right away!" Wang Hengli saw Fang Bai's expression and understood that this young man was cunning. If he didn't help him, he probably wouldn't work hard.
Fang Bai watched as Wang Hengli stood up, picked up his big brother phone, and walked out of the office with his big belly. He followed suit.
A moment later, the two arrived at the Human Resources Department on the first floor.
There were four employees in the HR department, including the dorm manager, Luo Xiang, a middle-aged man of forty.
Everyone saw the boss storming in, then noticed a young man following behind him, which made them curious.
At this moment, Wang Hengli walked up to Luo Xiang and questioned him, "Luo Xiang, did you throw away Fang Bai's clothes and bedding?"
Luo Xiang was stunned by the question and dared not look directly at his somewhat angry boss. He still answered honestly, "Boss, you mean that new employee with the broken finger, right? I thought he wouldn't be coming to work, so I dealt with his things and arranged for a new employee to live there."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hengli, who had been holding in his anger from a troublesome incident today and didn't know where to vent it, found an outlet. He slapped Luo Xiang directly across the face: "Watch your mouth!
Is that how you do things? Just throwing away people's belongings without asking for their permission?
Who said Fang Bai was resigning? He's a good employee of ours, and he's right here now. Apologize and compensate him now, and get his forgiveness, or else you can pack your bags and get out!"
Luo Xiang was suddenly slapped by his boss. He was angry inside but dared not resist; resisting would mean losing his job.
What made him hate was that the boss actually told him to apologize and compensate Fang Bai!
How could this be?
Is Fang Bai the boss's relative?
No, that's impossible. They had already investigated all employees related to the boss.
At this moment, everyone finally noticed the young man the boss was pointing to on his right side.
It really was Fang Bai!
He had changed so much!
Seeing the obvious scar on his right hand, it seemed it really was him.
Luo Xiang observed the boss's stance again and thought that if he didn't apologize and compensate today, he would probably really have to pack his bags. After weighing the pros and cons, he still said to Fang Bai:
"I'm sorry, Fang Bai. I will compensate you for your losses."
Fang Bai saw that his sincerity wasn't great and smiled faintly, "The clothes and bedding aren't worth much, probably only a few dozen yuan combined. However, my clothes contained an old jade artifact given by an elder, which is quite valuable.
How about this, I won't trick you out of money. The total value is 300 yuan.
Alternatively, you can go look and see if you can find my old jade artifact. Then you only need to pay for the clothes and bedding."
One couldn't be polite to this kind of person; they bullied the weak and feared the strong. If Fang Bai were polite, he would probably seek trouble later.
The more tolerant a person is, the less they can be underestimated, even if they are a small person.
So, since he had offended him, he might as well go all the way.
Three hundred yuan was probably his three months' salary, enough to give him a hard time.
If he asked for too much, it would probably be a bit difficult.
Hearing that he had to pay 300 yuan, everyone in the room looked at Fang Bai in surprise. This was clearly trying to trick money out of him, and he still said he wouldn't trick Luo Xiang.
Even Wang Hengli admired Fang Bai a bit. This amount was just right, at least within the other person's acceptable range.
Luo Xiang gritted his teeth, wishing he could bite a piece of flesh off Fang Bai.
However, after thinking for a while, he finally endured it: "Okay, I only have a little over a hundred yuan on me."
"It's okay, you can get an advance, or you can borrow from colleagues first. I believe Mr. Wang will agree." Fang Bai still had that smiling face. "I'll wait for you here."
"No problem, if you can't borrow, you can get an advance from finance first." Seeing this, Wang Hengli waved his hand, telling Luo Xiang to quickly find the money and pay it back.
A few minutes later, Luo Xiang handed the 300 yuan to Fang Bai.
"This is your compensation to me, not extortion from me. The accounts are cleared."
Fang Bai said indifferently, accepted the 300 yuan with satisfaction, and left the HR department with Wang Hengli.
As they left Hengli Company, Fang Bai said meaningfully to Wang Hengli, "Mr. Wang, your company often loses valuable metals. I suggest you investigate Luo Xiang.
I suggest you have someone stake out the warehouse tonight. Luo Xiang just lost a lot, and he'll definitely want to make up for it elsewhere.
An employee with a salary of just over a hundred yuan, who doesn't need to borrow money and only returns to his accommodation, can quickly produce three hundred yuan. Don't you have any doubts?"
Fang Bai dared to trick the dorm manager out of money, and he was the kind of person who could endure. This kind of person should not be easily offended.
So, if he didn't use someone else's hand to send him to prison, Fang Bai wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully at night.
Luo Xiang's theft of the company's valuable metals was only discovered a year later. Fang Bai learned about it from an old master while drinking with him in his previous life.
After Fang Bai's explanation, Wang Hengli, although somewhat suspicious, felt it was highly credible. He said gratefully, "Okay, thank you, Brother Fang, for the reminder. I was wondering why the material numbers didn't match the accounts.
That bastard!
If it's true, I'll definitely send him to prison!"
Fang Bai smiled, waved his hand, and left Hengli Company.
Wang Hengli watched him leave, feeling that this young man was somewhat extraordinary.
He turned back to his office, arranged for two trustworthy personnel to investigate tonight, and then planned to go home.
But the thought of confessing everything to his wife made his head ache.