906: C906 Dark Technology

C906 Dark Technology

Early the next morning, a few executives of the Mo Corporation were already sitting inside the Conference Room.

Ten minutes later, Mo Qingcheng arrived as well.

He and Zhou Yi had already discussed the direction of the investigation last night.

"Today, I will talk about the work schedule we took on, and today I will personally go to the factory. After I leave, Little Liu, you can handle all the tasks at the company temporarily, and before our investigation becomes clear, you must not make any moves, especially with the goods in stock right now!"

Mo Qingcheng paused for a moment, then turned around to look at Xiao Jin, "Xiao Jin, go and take back the remaining cosmetics from each counter, then pay attention to which batch these consumers are trading the bottles for compensation. Afterwards, bring the rest of the cosmetics out from the warehouse and then take them to the quality inspection department for testing.

Finally, there was no one left in the Conference Room anymore!

"Alright, then I'll be leaving first!"

With that, Mo Qingcheng took her bag and went downstairs.

Not long after he went downstairs, a black Bugatti stopped in front of his house.

Mo Qingcheng opened the passenger door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Where's Zhou Qing?" Mo Qingcheng asked doubtfully as she fastened her seatbelt.

"I've sent it to Wang Chuan. We're going to do some official business today, so it's not appropriate to bring her along. She also wants to play with Wang Chuan's grandson!" Zhou Yi replied to Mo Qingcheng with a smile.

"Alright, then let's go!" Mo Qingcheng sat in the front passenger seat with a satisfied expression and closed her eyes.

Zhou Yi didn't answer, he just stepped down on the accelerator and the car already sped away.

Zhou Yi and Mo Qingcheng never did much research on cars, but ever since Mo Qingcheng started the company, Wang Chuan had always advised them to buy a slightly better car, and Wang Chuan's son was also a enthusiast for modifying cars. On the second day of his stay at home, Bugatti was taken away and modified by Wang Chuan's son.

Wang Chuan didn't care too much about it, it didn't matter how many miles it was, as long as it could be driven.

As Zhou Yi watched the needle go straight to two hundred and eighty, he said with an indifferent expression: "Are you sure that the problem lies in the factory?"

"I'm sure!" Mo Qingcheng replied in a low voice, not even lifting her eyes.

Zhou Yi nodded and asked with a puzzled expression, "Is that thing you mentioned really that powerful? "Can it be that after it left the production workshop, it was tampered with on the way back?"

Hearing Zhou Yi's question, Mo Qingcheng's mouth curved into a smile. Then, she continued, "I'm sure of it because we have more than 30 patents on high technology in the country. How could there be a problem with that!"

"There can't be an accident?" Zhou Quan seemed a little unwilling to give up just a week ago. He struggled a little bit more.

Mo Qingcheng couldn't hold back her laughter anymore, "How rare! Brother Yi, you still have some time to not understand!"

Then Mo Qingcheng began to talk about the dark technology of her products.

She had never told Zhou Yi about these things before because she always felt that the things in the company weren't suitable for her to bring home. Furthermore, she was a person with a distinct public and private relationship.

The bottles, lids and boxes used for cosmetics all come from the best designers in the world.

After the makeup was packaged, if someone else opened it and tampered with it, it would not be packaged into the original form either, because the bottle and lid would exist in a twisted state.

As a result, if someone had dropped something after entering the arena, it would have been discovered immediately.

The key to the problem was that if the lid and the box were to be removed, the cosmetics packaging would go wrong, so he was sure that the problem would occur before the appearance of the cosmetics.

Therefore, Mo Qingcheng chose to personally go to the factory.

As the two of them chatted, a Lamborghini drove past Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi had been listening to Mo Qingcheng's explanation during this period of time. Although the speed was not too fast, it was still around 200. Suddenly, a car overtook him. Zhou Yi felt very unhappy.0

Men were all competitive animals, so he didn't want to be overtaken. He didn't even think as he directly stepped on the throttle, and two minutes later, the car was gradually overtaken by him.

The other party didn't seem very satisfied, but how could his car not catch up with Zhou Yi? After a few tries, he could only give up.

Mo Qingcheng fell asleep beside him. Zhou Yi reached out his hand with a pained expression and gently caressed her face.

Zhou Yi really didn't want Mo Qingcheng to continue working on this matter for the past two days. However, he knew that as long as he opened his mouth, Mo Qingcheng would definitely have a lot of reasons for waiting for him, so he had no choice but to support her silently.

The car drove very fast. Two hours later, the two of them arrived at the factory.

The production boss was surnamed Jiang. In fact, he was working not only with Mo Qingcheng, but also with other companies.

However, Mo's share was the biggest in their Jiang family.

When he received the call from Xiao Jin and saw the live broadcast from last night, he suddenly realized that the problem had become serious.

Between the bottle and the lid there was also the problem of the box, and he knew that now that the three items were in good condition and the consumer's face was in trouble, wouldn't that mean that there was something wrong with the cosmetics he was producing, in other words, that there was something wrong with the items before they left their shop?

Therefore, when he saw the black Bugatti slowly driving into the factory, his heart still pounded for no reason.

Mo Qingcheng, he understood, was a woman whose eyes couldn't be rubbed away. If this was really done by one of his men, then her fate wouldn't be good at all!

The car slowly slid over and stopped in front of Jiang Shigui.

Jiang Shicai did not dare to say anything else. He quickly ran forward and pulled open the front door of the car. Then, he extended his left arm.

Jiang Shicai was already quite handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Normally, he would be the type to shout and shout in other places, but now he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

He even felt that this action of his resembled Li Lien-ying's …

However, Mo Qingcheng ignored Jiang Shicai's hand and got out of the car.

"President Mo, you've really let me down!" Jiang Shicai immediately reached out his hand.

Mo Qingcheng extended her hand and gave him a token handshake before speaking up, "Director Jiang, let's go to the office. There are some matters that need to be discussed here and it doesn't seem convenient!"

"Oh, yes! Come with me! "

With that, Director Jiang brought Mo Qingcheng to a small two-story building at the side.

Zhou Yi parked the car and followed Mo Qingcheng as if nothing had happened.

"Well, I'll send someone to take your chauffeur for a rest later!" Jiang Shicai looked back at Zhou Yi and smiled at Mo Qingcheng.

"No need, let him come with us!" Mo Qingcheng's answer was straightforward.

Jiang Shicai smiled coyly and brought Mo Qingcheng and Xiao Xun to the second floor …

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