Section Chief Fan's heart was pounding wildly. A tough nut had been struck. Where was that Party Secretary? Why hadn't he come to oversee things?
You have to understand that these contractors were all approved by the higher-ups, so I have no right to object. But can I produce the real financial statements? And what about the check stubs? If I produce them, won't I expose the truth?
Seeing Fan's nervous expression, Yan Aidang smiled and gave him a sharp rebuke: "Your Party Secretary has gone to a nice place for tea, so don't wait up."
Section Chief Fan's mind went blank for a moment. When did this happen? How come he didn't know? If that's really the case, then all his work these past few days has been in vain. Not only in vain, but he's practically a laughing stock in other people's eyes.
He nodded, his face pale: "Please wait a moment, I'll go get it for you now."
Sheng Lijuan nodded and winked at Yan Aidang. Yan Aidang cleverly followed behind Section Chief Fan and said seemingly unintentionally, "Your family secretary has a very good relationship with you. I heard that you're involved in everything."
Upon hearing this, Section Chief Fan was filled with rage. Damn it, if this guy weren't so heartless and rotten, would I have gone through all this trouble to prepare two sets of account books? Although I was also one of the beneficiaries, compared to the secretary, I... I think I've prepared quite a lot myself.
He took a key out of his pocket, opened the filing cabinet door, and stood back: "The original ledgers are all in there; these are from the last five years, five years ago..."
Yan Aidang sneered, "You don't have the money from five years ago, do you? I don't care if you have it or not. I only need the money from three years ago, because one of the material fees you owe is from the year before last, so I need the money from this year."
Section Chief Fan was furious. "You should have said so earlier! It seems that people shouldn't do bad things. Once you do something bad, you feel guilty, and once you feel guilty, you'll try to find excuses to explain yourself. And once you explain yourself, you'll give yourself away. This is what they mean by 'the more you say, the more mistakes you make.'"
Yan Aidang looked around at the people in the finance office and then his gaze fell on a young man. This guy was probably the cleanest person in the finance office. He beckoned to him, and the man pointed at himself in disbelief.
Yan Aidang smiled and nodded, saying, "Come over here and move all the documents from March of the year before last to today to the next room."
The young man was excited and nodded quickly, saying, "Okay, I'll go get the cart. Just a moment."
In less than a minute, the young man came running over, panting, with a small cart. He placed the cart in front of the filing cabinet and began moving documents.
Yan Aidang watched for a while and deeply felt that this guy was a meticulous person. He would carefully check the dates on the documents before moving them and then sort them by date, which made it very convenient for Sheng Lijuan to look them up.
"What's your name?" Yan Aidang asked.
"My name is Wu Fugui," the young man quickly replied.
Yan Aidang touched his forehead with his right hand to hide his barely suppressed laughter. Was this name really meant to bring wealth and status?
Sheng Lijuan held the ledger in her left hand and the abacus in her right, working with both hands simultaneously. The entire office was filled with the clattering sound of the abacus. Yan Aidang took out some money and asked Southwest to go to the cafeteria for lunch. The three of them planned to just eat something in the office. Southwest pushed the money away, saying unhappily, "Are you looking down on me or what?"
Yan Aidang quickly apologized, realizing that he only thought about how Southwest's wife had lost her job and wanted to save him some money, but he forgot that Southwest was also a man, and that his actions had backfired.
Southwest knew Yan Aidang's personality. He was a little unhappy, after all, it hurt his pride, but it was only for a moment. Besides, Aidang had already apologized, so he quickly shook his head and said, "I was being petty. I'll go get my food."
Wu Fugui quickly pulled out a meal ticket and handed it to Southwest, saying seriously, "Your name is Southwest, right? This is a meal ticket. The cafeteria won't let you get food without a meal ticket. Also, do you have a lunchbox? You can't get food without a lunchbox either."
Southwest looked at Wu Fugui. How could he take someone else's meal tickets for no reason? He quickly took out some money from his pocket and said, "My name is Southwest. Can you buy me some meal tickets? I also want to buy some lunch boxes."
Wu Fugui shoved the meal ticket into Southwest's hand and said, "You eat first. I have two lunchboxes. I'll just ask my master for one."
Section Chief Fan also chimed in, "Comrade Ai Dang, I have a lunchbox, it's all new, why don't you use mine?"
Yan Aidang thought that his mother-in-law and Southwest would be working here for a long time, so it was only right to buy them some lunch boxes. He nodded and said, "I'll give you the money and industrial coupons."
Section Chief Fan was even more worried. If he had to calculate even a small lunchbox so carefully, the probability of him being forced to drink tea was probably off the charts.
He took three lunchboxes from a filing cabinet and handed them to Yan Aidang: "Two yuan each, plus six industrial coupons."
Yan Aidang readily took out six yuan and eighteen industrial coupons to exchange for three lunch boxes. At the same time, Southwest also took out ten yuan and handed it to Wu Fugui: "The meal coupons were bought by the finance office, right? Give me ten yuan worth of meal coupons."
Wu Fugui quickly took the money, counted out ten yuan worth of meal tickets from his office drawer, neatly wrote them down in a notebook, and had Southwest sign to receive them. The whole process was done cleanly and without any mistakes.
Sheng Lijuan was calculating on the abacus, observing and hearing all the changes around her. After taking over the contract, this would be her workplace, and there would definitely be some changes in personnel. It seemed that Wu Fugui was still usable.
Seeing the situation, the other finance clerks wisely returned to their posts and did what they were supposed to do. In an instant, everyone in the office except for Southwest, Yan Aidang, and Section Chief Fan, who were standing, sat down.
Of course, Sheng Lijuan wasn't that foolish. She couldn't possibly finish all the work by herself in a month. She stood up, inspected the area, and then specifically assigned four people to her task, including Wu Fugui and his apprentice. She distributed all the reports and records to them, instructing them to check the accounts and record anything that lacked an invoice or was otherwise irregular.
The four men felt relieved. It seemed that even if the factory was contracted out, their jobs were definitely secure. After all, being an accountant in a company was incredibly difficult.
Those who weren't selected initially didn't understand what was going on, but after careful observation, they realized that the people Sheng Lijuan selected had a common characteristic: their desks were very neat and orderly, and all kinds of documents and tools were placed in a reasonable manner, maximizing the convenience of their work.
So, those people began to quietly tidy up their workbenches, throwing away all the sunflower seeds and fruit peels, putting the half-knitted sweaters into bags, gathering up the newspapers and magazines, and throwing all the small mirrors and combs into their small bags.
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