"That..." Old Xu's eyes turned around, looked at this, then looked at that, and finally returned to the financial director: "There are many people in charge... Is there a big problem?"

"The money I just transferred to the 'Sleeping Master' has turned 100,000 yuan," the financial director's face looked ugly: "Do you think the problem is big?"

"Ah?" "What?" "No?"

Hearing this answer, even though so many management teams were squeezed in, the office still exclaimed in a burst of uncontrollable exclamations.

10,000 will turn into 100,000. This is an extremely serious financial mistake. The nature of this is no longer a major loss to the company, but a question of how to talk to legal friends.

"That's really serious." Old Xu's expression quickly became serious, and he asked quickly: "How is it? What does the other party say? Do you want to call the police?"

"Let's talk about these," the financial director waved his hand and shook his head. "The purpose is to figure things out now."

What else to say about this...

Lao Xu was a little relieved, which means that the other party should be quite easy to communicate. 100,000 won’t enter the real loss-chasing process, but Lao Xu was only a little relieved, and the same thing is true: a six-digit financial mistake is definitely not a problem that can be easily let go.

"Let's start," the financial director said again: "There are quite a lot of people in charge, so come one by one."

"Xiao He," he roughly understood the status, and Lao Xu didn't talk anymore. He turned around, "The business of 'Sleeping Master' is the last transfer you handled?"

"Yes." Xiao He stood up at the desk near the window in the office, and the young man was quite calm.

"Has transferred 100,000?" Lao Xu continued to ask.

"Yes, but there are still..." Xiao He walked over with a few documents. Judging from his speed and the location of these documents, it is estimated that after hearing about the purpose of the management, Xiao He immediately found these things. When he walked to the front of several people, Xiao He handed the document on the top to Lao Xu: "The number I got at that time was to transfer 100,000 yuan... You see this."

"Um..." Old Xu took the order, glanced at it, and quickly showed it to everyone. After everyone saw it, they nodded. Old Xu handed the order back to Xiao He: "The number is indeed 100,000... Not enough, have you confirmed it?"

"This..." Xiao He was stunned: "In the workflow... um, if you want to say confirmation," Xiao He took out the second document: "This is the printed bank transfer voucher, that... um, it should be considered confirmation."

Lao Xu took the second document and immediately understood why the young man was calm. On the printed bank transfer voucher, he signed the cashier, and the financial director also signed it. At the end, there was even the signature of the general manager.

"Okay." At this time, the signing was at the end, and at the end, General Manager Jiang spoke: "Xiao He, it's okay, it's not your responsibility for this matter."

"Ha..." Xiao He, who had been calm and serious when he heard this sentence, immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the general manager so quickly and clearly deny his responsibilities.

When talking to Lao Xu just now, he was well-founded. Even when facing problems that were not obvious in the work process and were almost difficult, Xiao He still remembered the face of taking care of his boss. At this time, because of the feeling of powerlessness that quickly came after the nervousness, his voice began to tremble slightly: "Okay... OK... Thank you Mr. Jiang... Thank you Mr. Jiang..."

"Well... go and have a rest..." Mr. Jiang patted Xiao He's shoulder and watched the young man return to his office position gently. Then, the general manager turned around and took two documents from the cashier's supervisor, looking at the signatures on it, "Young man said it well, Lao Xu, Lao Xin, and I have signed and confirmed it. I think all three of us can be responsible for 10% of this matter... What do you think?"

This is what I say...

Old Xu was slightly stunned, his head was a little confused.

General Manager Jiang’s words have too many meanings.

First of all, signing and confirming is a very serious issue and a last-minute responsibilities. Ten percent of this can only be said to be meaningful, but I am afraid it is not so convincing;

Secondly, "can" bear 10% responsibility, rather than "should" bear 10% responsibility... This...

Again, let me be responsible, and I still think?

After the general manager asked, Lao Xu's mind was a little confused for a moment, and the financial director had already said, "Ten percent... This ratio is quite appropriate... However, we neglected the review, but you have so many things every day. If you look at them one by one, you don't have time to do the serious business... If I think, I think this 30 percent is better to say that it is your credit."

I'm fucking???

Old Xu looked at his boss in shock, but when he said such a hard-working content, the financial director's face was filled with a smile, and opposite him, General Manager Jiang's face was as usual, and even a little more smile was added.

"Forget it," Mr. Jiang waved his hand with these smiles: "You should keep your 'feeling', or everyone is 10%... Don't think it's all good. Who can say death in the future market? By the way, in the beginning, this matter only records the process, cash, thoughts, etc., our management will not participate."

"Well, I understand." The Financial Director nodded vigorously.

Something is not right...

"Yeah, um." Old Xu nodded in no way, and he felt vaguely in his heart that things seemed different from what he thought of at the beginning.

"Okay," said these few off-topic words, General Manager Jiang raised his head to Lao Xu again: "The direct manager received the number 100,000, and we signed and confirmed it... Then there is a question now, how did this one hundred thousand be made... Xiao He, tell me."

In Yalu for many years and having been in the workplace for so many years, a cashier like Lao Xu can keenly feel that things seem to be in a vicious direction from one or two sentences. However, other young people do not have this sensitivity at all. With General Manager Jiang's words, the office instantly restored a solemn atmosphere.

"This..." Xiao He, who had just returned to his seat, stood up again, and looked around him - it was obvious that the gaze he received at this time must be exactly the same as the gaze that Lao Xu had received a few minutes ago.
Chapter completed!