Secretary Liao instantly became a lot shorter and smiled again and again to please.
"Well... I think he just looked at the account book and definitely didn't dare to make any changes."
Xue Ling nodded and smiled: "That's perfect. However, it is Uncle Zheng who cooperates with me, not Zheng Datong. I account for half of the factory's profits, and I have the right to protect my own interests. Are you right?"
"That's right!" Secretary Liao agreed, "We must protect it!"
Xue Ling chuckled calmly: "I believe in Uncle Zheng, and I also believe in you and the accountants. Uncle Zheng and I can lend him more than ten or two hundred thousand to tide over the difficulties regardless of you and me. But for those who don't care about me,
I will never tolerate those who cheat on others for profit. I will call the police immediately to let him get the punishment he deserves and prevent him from being able to establish himself in the business world of the imperial capital."
After saying this, she turned around and walked away.
Secretary Liao's face turned pale again, her lips moved a few times, and she quickly made up her mind.
There's no next time!
Aren't Zheng Datong and Tang Hong harming him?!
They just came to the office to mess around because they were Lao Zheng's ex-wife and son - they didn't dare to touch Lao Zheng's interests, thinking that Boss Xue didn't have time to come here to check the account books, so they wanted to secretly dig into Boss Xue's account.
Some money comes out.
If this incident really happens and a commotion breaks out, the accountant who manages the accounts and his secretary who stays in the office are the biggest suspects!
Xue Ling is now an important member of the Imperial Capital Chamber of Commerce, and her friends are all big businessmen in the Imperial Capital. If she offends her, she will definitely not be able to gain a foothold in the Imperial Capital in the future.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, swallowed his saliva, and was afraid again and again.
Fortunately, this time it was only a small amount, and Lao Zheng quickly checked for any omissions and filled in the gaps.
If it is next time, then Boss Xue may attack directly - then it will be serious!
No, no, it won't happen again.
However, Zheng Datong now works at a TV station and heard that he can earn more than a thousand yuan a month. Why does he still need to come to the factory to dig such a small amount?
Could it be that Boss Xue doesn't care about how much money he has? He has never come here to check the account?
Boss Xue believes in Lao Zheng. Having more money doesn’t mean he doesn’t care about money, otherwise how would he have gotten so much money!
What's more, Lao Zheng is a very cautious person, and he proofread his accounts again and again to avoid any mistakes.
Boss Xue doesn't check, but his old man checks carefully!
Fortunately, this time Lao Zheng thought it was because the raw materials side had overpaid, so he took some money from the general ledger to make up for it. Otherwise, if he found out, he would probably be furious to death!
Secretary Liao took a deep breath and secretly made up his mind - there will be no next time.
…
A few days later, Cheng Muhai and Chang Bo flew south with Ahu and his family.
Chang Bo has not been back for many years, and he misses every plant and tree in Chengjia Village. Unfortunately, there is no place to stay in his hometown now. Even if he wanted to go back, he would not be able to go back.
At first, he was surprised and happy when Cheng Tianyuan said that he had bought a plane ticket for him, and he quickly had to pay for it himself.
Cheng Tianyuan refused, saying that there was no need to pay it back, and he would use it to hire him to accompany his father back to Chengjia Village.
Chang Bo was moved and grateful at the same time. After being happy, he hesitated again.
"My Tianshuan family has sold the old house and even the land in the village. There is nothing left in my hometown except my name on the genealogy. Even if I go back, I won't even have a place to stay.
I don’t even have a son! What am I going to do when I go back?! What am I going to do?!”
At this point, the old man started to cry.
Cheng Tianyuan understood the depression in his heart and promised to build a small house for him and his father to live in.
"Don't worry, our old house has also collapsed and there is no place for people to live in it. A few days ago, Brother Liu Xiaoyu went to my house and after discussing with the village chief, he built a temporary hut for you and my dad. He
I brought 20 workers there, maybe the small house has been built long ago."
Chang Bo was pleasantly surprised and asked: "Twenty workers?! Does your house need to be repaired? Or does it need to be rebuilt?"
Cheng Tianyuan explained: "Lingling decided to reject it and build a small villa. The yard of my house is quite large, and the land in front is also my own, so I should be able to build a bigger one. Liu Xiaoyu will be responsible for the design, and I will follow his arrangements. You and
My dad is responsible for supervising the work and helping with some small tasks."
"Hey! That's good!" Chang Bo said happily: "Don't worry, I guarantee you will be satisfied! You must do it well!"
"No." Cheng Tianyuan shook his head: "There are workers doing the work. Your and my dad's mission is to go back and visit the villagers to see which worker is lazy and don't do heavy work. You also have a very important secret mission this time."
"What mission?" Chang Bo asked.
Cheng Tianyuan whispered: "Keep an eye on my dad and don't allow him to do heavy work, especially heavy work. You know the condition of his arms. It's okay to hold light things, but it's absolutely impossible to do heavy work."
"Yes, yes." Chang Bo nodded hastily: "I know! I know!"
Cheng Tianyuan chuckled: "Then I'll leave this task to you. I'll give you half a year's salary in advance until the end of the year."
Chang Bo gave up and said, "No, no, you can still get paid if you don't work! What's the point of this?! I eat your food, live your life, and save all the money! Don't worry, even if I don't make any money, I will still be there for many years to come.
Don’t worry about not having money to spend.”
Cheng Tianyuan explained: "You are going to help me look after my new house and my dad. The task is very difficult. You have to accept it, otherwise I won't let you go back."
Chang Bo turned his head and pretended to be sulky.
At this time, Cheng Muhai walked in and asked, "What's wrong? It's not settled yet?"
Chang Bo angrily said, "This guy wants to give me money! There's no need for it!"
Cheng Muhai chuckled and said: "Isn't it good enough to have money? Why don't you take it? He is your boss now. Your boss gives you money, what do you don't want? He makes more money than you. He
I will take whatever you and Lingling take."
Chang Bo muttered: "He is your son, you can take whatever he gives you. But I can't!"
Cheng Muhai lowered his voice: "You stay in the warehouse and watch the goods coming in and out every day. That's all money. A Yuan has made a lot of money over the years, and you know it. Lingling makes more, and the food for the family is
She is paying for everything. A Yuan doesn’t spend much of the money he earns, so you have to give him a chance to spend it.”
Chang Bo laughed and whispered: "How come you followed your son's bad example and deceived people. Fortunately, you deceived me to make money, otherwise I would have gone to the northwest. OK, OK! I will accept it! We are old
The brothers have to go buy more good things from the Imperial City and distribute them back to the villagers!"
The two of them bought several big bags of stuff, including food and decorations.
Fortunately, Ah Hu, a strong man, could still check the luggage, otherwise Cheng Tianyuan would not dare to let them go back, for fear that they would be crushed by the luggage on the way.
He drove them to the airport, checked their luggage, and didn't leave the airport until they went through security.
Today is the weekend. Lingling did not go to work in the factory and stayed at home with the children.
His morning goods had been shipped early in the morning, and there was nothing to do, so he drove straight back to the city.
There was some traffic jam in Imperial City, and it was already more than an hour later when we got home.
As soon as the elevator reached the 18th floor, he saw Zheng Xiaoyi rushing over with his son in his arms, crying, and Xue Huan chasing after him, with a look of anxiety on his face.
Cheng Tianyuan hurriedly opened his hands to stop Zheng Xiaoyi.
When Zheng Xiaoyi saw it was him, tears fell down like collapse, and he swallowed: "Brother Ayuan, don't stop me... I can't stay here anymore..."