Sun Qiuyang immediately sat up straight, first glanced at Tang Feng, and then hastily asked, "Dad, take your time, what exactly happened?"
"Just now, after your reminder, I thought about it and decided to have someone check Sun Qiuming's accounts. I didn't expect to find a big problem there."
Sun Qiuyang could tell that his father was very angry, calling his cousin by his full name, and couldn't help feeling smug, "What problem?"
"That little bastard, actually passing off inferior products as good. He was buying agricultural products that were about to go moldy at a very low price, and then reselling them to the company at a high price. It's really hateful..."
"Heh, this kind of thing, it's not the first time he's done it, what's so surprising about that?"
"This time it's different. These agricultural products were specially supplied for the city government. If there's a problem, our Sun family can forget about doing any business."
"What? That serious?"
