"Are you sure you read it correctly?" Mother Lin asked in disbelief. Those people were so bold and dared to make false accounts.
"I'm absolutely right. Although I didn't dare to take a closer look that day because Lao Feng didn't know when he would be back, I can guarantee that those account books in the warehouse today were definitely not made by the master."
In fact, Lin's father didn't say who made the fake account book, he already had a guess in his mind.
If you can imitate the master's handwriting so closely and even imitate many small habits and details, you must be someone close to the master.
The pen used by the master was the last birthday gift that his wife left for him before she left.
After his wife passed away, the master never used any pen except that pen.
The pen was once knocked off the table because the master's youngest son was naughty. It was also the first time that Lin's father saw the master so angry that he even beat his youngest son.
Although the back of the pen was sent for repair, because the master was reluctant to replace another nib, even if the repair master tried his best, he could only repair seven or eight layers.
Since then, the pen has developed a crack.
The pen tip was particularly damaged, although the pen repairman tried his best to repair the pen tip so that it could write without delay.
But a broken mirror is hard to round, and it is still not comparable to a normal pen tip. The notes written will be wider than other pens, and sometimes the notebook will be scratched.
The writing pen was obviously obtained from the master.
But there are only two or three people in the world who can get a pen from the master.
Combined with other information, Father Lin had roughly guessed who it was.
It's just that he can't figure it out. Why would the other party do this when he is clearly not short of money?
The master treated him badly, he was throwing dirty water on the master!
The three of them looked at each other for a long time before Mother Lin said, "Then what should we do now?"
In fact, what she wanted to ask more was, could they get involved in this matter?
Father Lin's expression changed again and again, and finally he seemed to have made up his mind. He said seriously: "You guys wait at home while I go find Old Feng."
"Old Feng?" Mother Lin asked subconsciously. The matter was too big and she didn't believe anyone now.
After making the decision, Lin's father's face improved a lot. He comforted his wife and children and said, "Don't worry, Lao Feng is trustworthy."
"Then go quickly." Seeing that her husband knew what he was doing, Mother Lin slowly felt relieved.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door. Old Feng, who was drinking in the house, paused and asked loudly: "Who is it?"
"Old Feng, it's me."
Hearing Father Lin's voice, Old Feng put down the wine glass in his hand and ran to open the door.
The two have known each other for many years, and they no longer have any taboos when talking: "Why are you here so late at night? What's the matter?"
Looking around, Father Lin had a headache for a moment because of his knocking on the door and the neighbors who were looking at him.
If there is anything bad about living in Tongzilou, it is now.
There are basically no secrets between neighbors. If you say something today, everyone in the factory might know it tomorrow.
Father Lin turned his head and said with a smile: "My Xiao Lin is quite old, so I just wanted to come over and ask you if there is anything wrong with you?"
Father Lin apologized to his son in his heart. He really couldn't think of a reason and could only push his son out.
However, considering that my son is indeed not too young, it is time to consider this matter.
Upon hearing this, Old Feng's face lit up with joy.
"The age has indeed come, so what does Xiaolin want?"
When the other eavesdroppers heard what was going on, some of them turned back their ears without interest, while others rolled their eyes as if they were thinking of something.
"Let's go, let's go to my house. I've asked your siblings to prepare a good meal. Let's go and have something together."
"Then I won't be polite." Lao Feng closed the door and followed Father Lin directly.
Seeing that there was no excitement to see, many people looked away in disappointment.
When they arrived at Lin's house, after Lao Feng came in, Lin's father quickly locked the door.
Seeing this, Old Feng's eyes flashed and his face became a little serious.
After Lin's father locked the door, he asked: "What happened?"
Father Lin whispered about the account books and the house in the family home.
After hearing this, Lao Feng's face changed drastically and his mind was running crazily.
After accepting what Father Lin said, he only asked: "Are you sure that the account book is not the original one by the master?"
"No!" Lin's father replied very definitely.
Old Feng breathed a sigh of relief, as long as this matter has nothing to do with the master.
When he entered the factory, he also learned accounting skills from his master for a period of time, but unfortunately he couldn't sharpen his brain and really didn't have the skills to do accounting.
In desperation, I could only run to take care of the warehouse.
Lao Feng looked calm: "When I first met the family home, I remember there were three people in charge. Can I still find them now?"
"I'm not sure. Master Lao drowned while trying to save someone. I've heard a little bit about his family members. As for the other two people in charge..."
Father Lin shook his head. He had never heard from the other party since the family home was built.
Lao Feng said very decisively: "This matter cannot be investigated from the factory. We have to find another way. I will check the other two persons in charge. You can find a way to find Master Lao's family members and find out what happened before Master Lao left.
Have you ever mentioned this at home?
Also, I will try my best to create opportunities for you to go to the warehouse again."
Thinking of this, Old Feng touched his chin and continued: "If it really doesn't work, I'll find an opportunity to pretend that I accidentally locked you in the warehouse. You take advantage of the opportunity to carefully check the accounts of that year. Just in case, it's best to
Can you make a copy and keep it as evidence?"
"What about us?" Seeing that she had been left behind, Mother Lin quickly interjected.
"Brother and sister, please provide us with cover. If it's convenient, please help us find out who purchased the materials from when we built the family home."
"Leave this to me. I'll go talk to my old sisters. They should remember something." Mother Lin nodded.
As for Secretary Lin, the three people present unanimously ignored his existence.
"Dad! What about me? What about me?" Seeing that he was ignored like this, Secretary Lin was a little anxious.
"Just stay with Director Li and don't cause any trouble for us."
"Dad! What do you mean by that?" Secretary Lin said with some dissatisfaction: "Maybe there are too many things to do."
Everyone ignored him and after discussing the plan, Lao Feng had a meal at Lin's house.
After eating, he deliberately lingered at Lin's house for a while.
Before leaving, he even pretended to be drunk and asked Lin's father to help him back so as not to make the neighbors suspicious.
