Watching Baomin lead his men away from Mushroom Mountain in Beijing, Yan Daqiang hurried towards Yan Xiaonan's direction. How could this little girl have such strength? A pheasant could break a man's wrist, she's too amazing.
But thinking about the girl's special abilities, I felt indifferent. What does it mean to be a special person? It means that they can do things that normal people cannot. Isn't it normal for a pheasant to break a man's wrist?
Bao Guo excitedly ran over, giving me a thumbs-up with both hands, and said, "Nan Nan, you're amazing! Teach me sometime."
In Baoguo's heart, Yan Xiaonan was intelligent and beautiful, and now there was another capable one. Indeed, like father, like son. The major general was so capable, so the only girl in the Yan family must also be capable.
"Baoguo, take me to the military headquarters immediately, then send Nannan home safely," Yan Daqiang ordered.
"I guarantee the mission will be accomplished." Bao Guo immediately saluted, then got into the car and started the engine.
At home, Xue Ying didn't go to work. She was too restless. As a doctor, she couldn't afford to make even the slightest mistake, so she simply took leave. When she heard the sound of a car braking at the door, she rushed out without thinking and saw Yan Xiaonan getting out of the car and waving goodbye to Bao Guo.
He rushed forward and stopped the car: "Baoguo, where's Lao Yan?"
Bao Guo immediately got out of the car and stood at attention to salute Xue Ying. After all, Xue Ying was also an officer, so he couldn't be disrespectful: "Reporting to Dr. Xue, General Yan has returned to the military region. This battle went very smoothly, and we won a great victory."
"Is Lao Yan injured?" This was what Xue Ying was concerned about.
"Reporting to Dr. Xue, General Yan is unharmed. He has done a great service this time." Bao Guo's tone was noticeably cheerful, after all, he was also the one who had performed meritorious service.
Xue Ying glanced at Yan Xiaonan again. Why was this little girl in the car? She wanted to ask but didn't dare. Some things could be said without any scruples, but some things could be seen through but not spoken of.
Yan Xiaonan affectionately took Xue Ying's arm and asked, "Auntie, what are we having for dinner tonight? By the way, where is Chen'er's mother?"
Xue Ying remembered that Chen'er's mother arrived yesterday. Ai Dang, Xinan, and their mother-in-law were whispering in their room last night. The three of them went out this morning and specifically told her that they were going to check some accounts today and that she should notify them when she saw Nan Nan and Chen'er return home.
Just as Yan Daqiang went to pick up Yan Xiaonan from school, Yan Aidang, along with Sheng Lijuan and Xinan, rushed to the furniture factory. When they arrived, the workers, having learned that the factory was going to change owners, excitedly ran out to see what was going on. Everyone hoped for a good boss, one who wouldn't delay paying their wages.
The old gatekeeper was the most enthusiastic, constantly telling everyone that he knew the new boss, who had even ordered several sets of furniture from the factory, all of which he had personally served.
Everyone stared speechlessly at the old man spitting as he spoke. "You're in charge of receiving guests? What right do you have to receive the future boss? He's just a gatekeeper, what qualifications does he have to receive the future boss?"
As if on cue, Yan Aidang and Southwest arrived on their bicycles. To show that he had a close relationship with Yan Aidang, the old gatekeeper called out from afar, "Yan Aidang, Yan Aidang."
Sheng Lijuan wondered how the old man knew her name. Yan Aidang smiled and said that she had left a note for the old man to give to the factory director, so the old man should have memorized her name and phone number.
Everyone was stunned. It turned out that the old man really knew the future boss. It seems we should show him more respect from now on.
Yan Aidang greeted the old gatekeeper with a smile: "Hello, Uncle Li."
The old man froze instantly, and someone next to him, suppressing a laugh, said to Yan Aidang, "His surname is Wang, we all call him Old Man Wang."
Oh, Yan Ai Party is embarrassed. Last time it seems, should, maybe, never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore.
Old Wang has an exceptional survival instinct: "It's normal for leaders to be busy and not remember for a moment, what are you laughing at?"
Yan Aidang nodded, "That's right," and then led Sheng Lijuan and Southwest into the factory office.
Yi Genjin was pacing anxiously. He had been looking for the factory party secretary for the past two days. It was one thing for this guy not to come normally, but now that the factory was about to be contracted out, why hadn't he come? Yesterday, he went to his house specifically to look for him, but the house was pitch black, so obviously no one was home.
Now all the workers know about this, so there's no reason why the Party Secretary shouldn't know. So why isn't he coming?
I could already see Yan Aidang leading his people in through the window. Who was that woman? Oh, she must be the accountant they were talking about. I quickly opened the door to greet her. The factory had been contracted out, and I didn't even know if I could continue to be the factory manager. It was better to be respectful.
As they ushered him into the office, a woman rushed over to pour water and serve tea, behaving extremely respectfully. After introductions, it turned out she was from the labor union. Yan Aidang exclaimed, "They're all shrewd people!"
Sheng Lijuan was, after all, the daughter of the head of the Sheng family back then. She had been influenced by her surroundings and could tell what kind of person you were just by glancing at you, let alone a mere union worker.
In Sheng Lijuan's eyes, no job is superior or inferior. Even a street sweeper can earn Sheng Lijuan's respect as long as he is conscientious and hardworking. Otherwise, he can expect her torment.
"Director Yi, let's not waste any more time. Please take me to your finance office."
Sheng Lijuan carefully reviewed the materials last night. Yi Genjin was not on the list, but she still gave her evaluation. He had some practical skills, but he was too easily swayed and a pushover. He would be a good technical consultant in the workshop, but as a factory manager, it was clear that someone had deliberately made him a puppet.
Yi Genjin wanted to say a few more polite words, but when he faced Sheng Lijuan, he felt inexplicably short of breath. This woman had an invisible pressure that made people have no choice but to obey her.
She led the three into the finance office. The head of the finance department, surnamed Fan, wore thick glasses and looked honest and kind, but Sheng Lijuan saw the cunning in his eyes at a glance.
That document shows that Section Chief Fan has done a very good job keeping accounts. Today, I'll have to meet this ungrateful traitor.
Without needing to be spoken, Section Chief Fan automatically led her to a desk piled high with various reports. Sheng Lijuan casually flipped through them; the dates were all from January of this year to this month.
He frowned and said, "Section Chief Fan, could you please give me a copy of all the reports from three years ago? I need more than just the general reports; I also need the check stubs, cash journals, accounts receivable and payable vouchers, and the materials purchase, sales and inventory records. And I need the real materials, not just what's on your desk."
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