Sang Ye didn't believe in evil, so he checked the account book for July that he had just sent two days ago. This check was another thirty taels of silver missing. Just looking at the books, there was almost nothing to see. If she hadn't been a little careless, she might have been fooled.

If the accounts for a certain month are not matched, it can be said to be a coincidence, then the amount is wrong for three consecutive months, which is unreasonable. No matter whether someone embezzles the money or makes a mistake in the accounting office, they must be investigated to the end. They cannot raise the hearts of someone or some people, and they can steal the workshop that they have finally built.

After Zheng Lin came back after washing up, she saw his wife with a dark face and walked up to her in surprise and asked, "What's wrong?" Haven't she calmed down yet?

Sang Ye pointed to the three books with problems and said depressedly: "I lost seventy taels of silver in three months. This is clearly a fool."

Zheng Lin changed his face, with obvious anger: "I have calculated the monthly accounts every month, but I have not found any problems. It must be someone who made fake accounts on purpose."

"Hmph, if I ask me to find him out, I will definitely let him spit it out with my principal and interests." Sang Ye said gritting his teeth.

She asked herself how many accounts she was good at, and how much welfare benefits were higher than most accounts in the county. For example, Hu's monthly silver had already increased to three taels, and there was a considerable reward at the end of the year; his deputy was not low, and each person had two taels of silver, and there were also corresponding rewards at the end of the year.

Unexpectedly, this kind of favor did not get the reward as it deserved, and he even secretly planned it. This person took seventy taels at one's own attack, which was enough for an ordinary family of five to live for several years. If he hadn't discovered it, who would know if this person would become more and more greedy. In the end, her workshop was all for him.

Zheng Lin was also very angry, and more of a self-blame: "I'm sorry, if I had been careful, I would have discovered the problem earlier."

The account books for the past few months have been with him, and each time he does the final settlement. Although the man took three consecutive moves, he did not find it once. If Ye Er had not discovered it by accident, he would not know how long it would take to find this hole.

Sang Ye gave him a blank look: "It's not your fault, what are you taking on yourself?"

If someone else might suspect that it was her husband who made money and went out to raise a woman, but the person in front of her was absolutely impossible, so why did she blame him? What's more, this account was very secretive, and she accidentally discovered something wrong and only found out after several calculations.

Zheng Lin smiled slightly and rubbed her hair: "Leave this matter to my husband, I will definitely pull this person out."

Sang Ye shook his head: "Wait first, I'll call Hu's account to ask tomorrow."

Zheng Lin said: "Do you doubt Hu's account?"

"No, I don't doubt him. Anyone with a few accounts may take action, but he won't." Sang Ye trusted Hu's accountant very much, and believed that he didn't do it.

Hu's account was made for her for two years, and there was never any problem with the account he had. Especially when he built a workshop before, there was a lot of cash in every day. It was easy to make money from it, but it was not easy to be noticed. It was unreasonable that he was stupid enough to start after the workshop was built.

Zheng Lin didn't know much about Hu's account, but he believed in his wife's vision, so he said, "Then let's ask him first, it's best for him to solve this problem."

Several deputy were friends or apprentices of Hu Chanfang, and he knew the character of each person best. Letting him solve this matter by himself not only let him know the trust of his husband and wife in him, but also letting several deputy understand that Hu Chanfang would not cover up, and he would put it away regardless of whether he had any careful thoughts or not.

Mang Ye nodded, thinking so too.

The next day, Hu Chanfang had something to do with him. After the matter was resolved, Zheng Lin did not let him go, and soon Sang Ye appeared in the study.

Hu's account room was a little surprised when he saw Sang Ye. Since Sang Ye gave birth, he has not been involved in the matter in the workshop. Therefore, the two had not met for a while. Seeing that Sang Ye was holding several account books, he didn't think much about it, just thinking that the accounts were not clear enough to ask him.

Sang Ye was holding the three books with problems. She handed the books to Hu Guanfang without nonsense: "I don't understand a few places inside. I hope Hu Guanfang can solve my doubts."

Accountant Hu took the account book and asked while looking through it: "I wonder where the boss doesn't understand?"

Sang Ye smiled and said, "You should check this account before handing over it? Why are there several places that can't match the account books for five, six, seven and three months? Take the account books for March for example. There is a place where 5,000 embroidery needles are placed on silver and 12,000 silver coins. Why did the 5,000 embroidery needles disappear in a month, and 3,000 more in June? I remember that the monthly loss of embroidery needles was not more than 2,550 yuan?"

The workshop has many people and uses embroidery needles of different thicknesses to make tiger-head shoes. It is normal to have monthly losses, but to prevent someone from using public property for private purposes, they secretly take the embroidery needles home. Therefore, the workshop has a clear rule that each person should not lose more than two pieces per month. Once this number exceeds, it will be deducted from the wages.

Not only embroidery needles, but also small items such as thimbles, shoe cones, etc. They seem to be very valuable, but they have a lot of them. The losses will cost dozens of taels every month. The relevant regulations were formulated by Aunt San and Zheng Dacheng, which is to prevent anyone from taking these things home privately.

It was also because of Mang Ye's carefulness that he could see that the loss of the embroidery needle was twice as high as before. Otherwise, he would have never imagined that the greedy man would actually make a fuss about these little things that are easily overlooked.

"Dong, Dongjia, this matter was not something I did..." Sang Ye's successive questions made Hu Chanfang finally realize something was wrong and nervously couldn't say a complete sentence.

After staying under Sang Ye for more than two years, Hu Chanfang didn't say how he knew her, but knew that she would not be aimless, so he must have confirmed it again and again before saying so.

He also saw Sang Ye's methods, for fear that she would suspect her. For a person who was implicated by his previous boss and almost got sentenced to prison, what he wanted most was not wealth, but living a safe and stable life.

In the past two years since he arrived at the Zheng family, Hu Chanfang lived an unprecedented comfort. He was grateful to Sang Ye's kindness, and not only allowed his family to settle down in Shangzheng Village, but also gave him generous rewards. Therefore, he worked diligently and did not dare to make any mistakes. Unexpectedly, there was a mistake, which made people take advantage of loopholes under his nose.

But he found those people, and even if he finally found out that it was not done by him, he would be blamed. If so, if he lost the trust of his boss... Thinking of the consequences of this matter, Hu Chanfang turned pale.

"Hunting, don't worry." Seeing that the time was almost done, Sang Ye finally comforted Hu's opening: "You have made great contributions to the workshop as it is today. We all remember it in our hearts and believe that greed has nothing to do with you."

The worried Chancellor Hu breathed a sigh of relief and arched at Sang Ye with his hands trembling, "Thank you for your trust, Hu is really ashamed!"

Sang Ye shook her head: "This matter has nothing to do with Hu's account. Hu's account is serious, but..." At this point, she frowned, as if she had a hidden secret.

Hu Chanfang's heart was hanging again, fearing that he would hear the words he was fired the next moment.

Sang Ye looked at him and continued, "I want to find out the greedy man, but those deputy officers were brought by Hu Chanfang. They also made a lot of efforts to build the workshop before. If they investigated this matter with great fanfare, it would disappoint the innocent people."

Hu's accountant has lived for most of his life, but he still can't hear Sang Ye's implication. He immediately said, "If the boss trusts me, I will leave this matter to me, and I will definitely give it to my boss!"

Sang Ye was waiting for this sentence, and the smile on his face became a little more natural: "I naturally believed the character of Hu Guanfang, otherwise I would not have found you to find a way to find someone who is greedy before I found out."

"Thank you, my boss!" Hu Chanfang smiled a little reluctantly. It was not that he was resentful that Sang Ye used him as a gun. This matter was indeed unrelated to him. It was already a decent thing to be able to tell him, rather than slowly checking it in secret.

After Hu Chanfang left, Sang Ye rubbed his forehead and leaned against her husband, and said lazily: "I originally wanted to do some small business to make a better life for the family, but I didn't expect the business to be done like this, but it was hard work and labor, which was very boring!"

Zheng Lin said distressedly: "If you are tired, turn it off or transfer it to others to do what you like to do, open a pastry shop in the town, regardless of whether you can make a profit, and you can support you for your husband."

Sang Ye sighed: "Many people are counting on the workshop to make money. They are locked up and not scolded to death. If they are transferred to others, who knows if the person who takes over is as kind as me and pays such high wages to those workers."

Only then did Zheng Lin realize that his wife was just complaining and did not really intend to stop doing it, so he stopped urging her to close it or transfer it. He only said: "For your husband, you will find a few more people who can sign a contract for your body. This way, someone will help you manage the workshop, and you don't have to worry about him having a second thought."

"Well, let's talk about this later. Now if you help me, I can still deal with it."

Sang Ye is a person who can't sit still. If she really finds someone to do everything properly, she will feel bored. However, if she really opens a snack shop in the future, she will not be able to take care of the workshop, so she can do this method.

Zheng Lin, who was a little depressed, felt a lot better after hearing this: "Well, as long as you don't dislike it, do whatever you want."

Sang Ye rubbed his chest a few times, then looked up and kissed the corner of his lips as if he was encouraging: "Brother Lin is the most amazing!"

Zheng Lin's chest heated up and he hugged the person in his arms tightly like a treasure.

...

On the other hand, Hu Chanfang returned to the office room in the workshop angrily and smashed several books of the problematic books on the table, scaring several deputy who were doing the accounting so much that they jumped.

"Old Hu (Master), what's wrong with you?" Several people gathered around and asked at the same time.

I have known Lao Hu (Master) for so long, and he has always had a good temper and rarely gets angry. This is the first time I have seen him get so angry.

Accountant Hu pointed to several books, and his beard seemed to be extremely angry and trembling, "What can it be? It's not that the boss is asking for trouble. I think the accounts we made are not clear enough. Let's re-read the accounts for the previous few months, which is simply in vain!"

A man of the same age as Hu Chanfang looked outside the house cautiously and saw several workers walking around, he quickly reminded him: "A little sound was heard carefully and it was heard to the owner."

But I heard another young man who was only twenty years old, saying, "Uncle Mo, Master, he has suffered such a great grievance, and he still complains a few times? Even if he hears it, what if the boss dares to drive his master away?"

After hearing this, the remaining two young people felt that it was inappropriate. The Zheng family was well-fed and could count them outside. If they were really tired of it, it would be very easy to drive them away, and then hire a few more accounting rooms.

However, they were unsuccessful for various reasons before coming here. Once they were driven out, they would definitely lose their reputation. Which company would dare to use them? Even if they had one, they would definitely keep their rewards down again and again. How could they live as well as they are now?

But seeing that his master was so angry that he was so angry that he would not let him get angry, so he didn't say anything.

Among these four people, the person who was called "Uncle Mo" was Hu Chanfang's friend for many years. He was originally a accountant in the county town. Unfortunately, the two young owners competed for power and profit, so he became cannon fodder and was kicked out. If Hu Chanfang hadn't found him in time, a accountant with a bad reputation would have fallen into what situation would have been.

The young man who spoke before and the other two young men were both disciples whom Hu Chanfang had previously accepted. He served as a teacher for a lifetime. Although these three young men had already started, they were still disciples in front of Hu Chanfang.

"Three stones, disaster comes from the mouth, Uncle Mo is right." As soon as the old friend said this, Hu Chanfang became much more awake and reminded his apprentice.

Sanshi was not convinced and continued, "I'm right, let's not talk about the female boss for now. We have all seen the skills and are convinced, but the male boss doesn't understand anything. If you are the one who makes a move against us, who wouldn't be too bored?"

A good-faithful man just married a capable man. If you don’t understand the matters on the accounts, you always look like you understand very well. You like to bother others, which is really boring.

Hu Guanfang only said that there was something wrong with the account book, but he didn't say who said it. Sanshi subconsciously thought it was Zheng Lin, so he was all for him because of his complaints.

Seeing that he became less and less sensible as he spoke, Uncle Mo couldn't help but persuade: "After all, he is the boss. Besides, it's normal for the male boss to not be proficient in accounts. Isn't the problem that has not been known in the past few months? It won't be as troublesome as before in the future."
Chapter completed!