"Yan, what have you found on your end?" Ye Chutang asked again.
Ye Jingyan had also finished looking through three years of ledgers by now. He shook his head. "There are problems here, too. Two years ago, there was a blizzard, and the fields yielded nothing. But last year and this year, the weather has been perfect, yet the rent collected is still minimal. I suspect the people managing it aren't clean."
Ye Chutang nodded. She wasn't surprised.
What she was concerned about was—
"We'll have to find a chance to see where the money is leaking. If it's just the subordinates lining their own pockets, that's easy to deal with. We can just punish and replace them. But if someone higher up ordered it..."
Ye Heng was usually busy with his own affairs and had limited energy for these matters. Mrs. Gao was basically the one who handled everything.
It remained to be seen whose fault it truly was.
Ye Jingyan understood immediately and gave a slight nod. "I understand."
