When Old Master Nan saw that the couple's reaction was not fake, he turned back and asked Nankang, "Nankang, did you use the money for the Spring Festival?"
"Dad, I... I was also confused for a moment."
Nankang's eyes flickered and he swallowed and spat, but he didn't care about his father's old face.
"Look at me!" Old Man Nan scolded again. "You transferred the company's money?"
Nankang didn't dare to say a word.
Natasha thought that this scene could not be avoided. After choking for a while, he took a folder from his desk and came to Old Master Nan. "Father, I didn't want to tell you that you were in poor health... This is the accounts that Southern Kang has used over the years. I asked the company's staff to check it several times. The number is very high."
Old Master Nan took it with trembling hands. Natasha supported him. He opened the folder, in which there was a large financial account...
