To be honest, Nie Jiajun is quite clever.
He also has a computer, the same model as the one from Chen Rou's company.
Moreover, even companies like Nie's haven't started using Excel-like software to assist with office work yet, but when Chen Rou went upstairs, she found him holding a real estate company's annual accounting statistics sheet, filling in numbers in Excel.
By the time of Chen Rou's era, the numbers no longer needed to be filled in one by one.
Huawei, which is far ahead of her, only needs to take a picture and then import it. However, although she is excellent at cracking various passwords, she is not very good at using the most traditional software such as Excel and Word.
So she was quite shocked when she saw that Nie Jiajun could find the pattern in the entire financial statement with just a few keystrokes. Of course, she was not stingy with her praise for her child's strengths.
She stood behind Nie Jiajun and said with a smile, "Jiajun is probably one of the leading computer experts in Hong Kong."
Nie Jiajun said lazily, "It's alright. I studied financial analysis, and I'm only good at analyzing data."
He will work in a bank in the future, doing financial analysis.
To be a top financial analyst in Hong Kong is quite an achievement.
Moreover, this child studied in Singapore, so his perspective is much broader than that of Nie Jiayu and Nie Han.
He flipped through the company's annual report from last year and suddenly said, "That's not right."
Chen Rou asked, "What's wrong?"
He looked up and said, "The sea sand plant actually spent a whopping 20 million, but do you know how much the washed sand can actually be sold for?"
Furthermore, "So far, we've only sold 500,000 units, and that's all self-produced and self-sold. There's something wrong with the accounts."
Of the 20 million yuan from the sea sand factory, at least 18 million yuan was spent on Chen Ke and his men's fighting. After all, Interpol only allowed them to carry the Type 56 pistol, which could hold six rounds, while the pirates each had one, or even two, AKs.
It's still a communication issue.
Nie Zhao readily allowed his two nephews to look at the internal accounts, of course, because he trusted them and hoped they would pay more attention to the company's internal situation. He would test them when he returned at night, and if they had any questions, they should ask Nie Zhao.
Nie Zhao will definitely be very happy that Nie Jiajun was able to discover the problem.
Because no one can become a billionaire on their own; to make money, the whole family has to work together.
However, Nie Jiajun clearly still had a deep estrangement from his uncle, so he slammed the ledger shut and closed the Excel document, saying, "Alright, anyway, Ahan is number two now, so this has nothing to do with me. I'll just coast along. Let's hurry up and book our tickets back to Singapore."
Putting aside his communication problems with Nie Zhao, Chen Rou had to ask one thing: "Where is your Filipino wet nurse? Is she still in Hong Kong, or has she gone back to her hometown? Is she still alive?"
He then asked, "How much Ilocos do you know? Could you teach me?"
The Philippines has many lesser-known languages, which would be considered dialects in mainland China. However, in a place frequented by pirates, these dialects, which are difficult to learn, are often the most effective way for pirates and drug traffickers to distinguish between themselves and outsiders.
They also rarely teach their language to outsiders.
Nie Jiajun is crucial right now; Chen Rou needs to learn that rare language through him.
But Nie Jiajun sighed and said, "I can only speak a little bit. As for Ilocos, my second uncle speaks it the most fluently. Don't you remember? His wet nurse lived in our family for more than 20 years. She left about five years ago."
By the way, Nie Yao has a nanny who is Filipino. Because she speaks very poor English, and because she taught Nie Yao to speak her own language from a young age, the two of them have their own language for communication, which is Ilocos.
Well, Chen Rou thought to herself, it seems that the second-generation rich kid Nie Yao is not without merits, in fact, he has many merits.
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