"Um?"
"The procurement requires money, so I temporarily requested three thousand yuan."
"But it wasn't reviewed by the finance department?"
"this……"
Upon seeing the three thousand yuan in cash that Factory Director Song took out, along with the note dated Tuesday, Director Feng's gaze immediately sharpened.
Although he is old, he is not stupid.
He already knew that there must be a big problem.
According to the factory's rules, even though Director Song is the factory director, he is not allowed to know the combination to the safe in the finance office.
Only three people know the combination to the safe in the finance office.
Cashier, accountant.
And then there's this director!
According to the textile factory's rules, even with the factory manager's approval slip, he, as the director, still needed to sign it. Only then could the cashier and accountant jointly sign to open the safe and take out the money.
This is to prevent a single person from opening the safe and stealing the money inside.
Or perhaps they forged invoices or something.
So how did Director Song get the three thousand yuan without his signature, and without the accountant and cashier knowing anything about it?
This is completely against the rules!
After all, according to regulations, Director Song should not know the combination to the safe in the finance office.
"Director Song."
"You..."
Director Feng frowned slightly as he looked at the three thousand yuan and the invoice that Factory Director Song handed over.
This was actually not a difficult thing for him.
All he had to do was sign the forms, then forge the signatures of the accountant and cashier, and sign them as well. After that, he would compile the forms, put the money in the safe, and that would solve the problem.
After all, three thousand yuan is not a small amount for such a large textile factory, but it is not a large amount either.
There was actually no risk in what he did.
However, he seemed to have no reason to take this risk for Factory Director Song!
This is in light of what happened this morning when Factory Director Song beat Song Qiang up at the entrance of the textile factory.
Director Feng had already guessed it.
It must have been Song Qiang who secretly stole the money from the finance office.
Then Director Song had no choice but to clean up Song Qiang's mess!
This is a big deal.
Stealing money from the finance office of a textile factory is a very serious crime of theft!
"Old Feng."
"Deputy Factory Director Li is already fifty-five years old this year."
Seeing that Director Feng was hesitant, Factory Director Song immediately said, "I heard from above that he will most likely be transferred to the District Retired Cadres Bureau next year. He will serve as a director for three years and retire at the age of fifty-eight."
"So our factory should be able to open up a deputy factory director position next year."
"Before you retire, would you like to serve as deputy factory director for one term?"
Seeing that Director Feng had figured something out, Factory Director Song immediately said, "At this age, you should be able to transfer to the district's Bureau of Veteran Cadres or Bureau of Culture and Sports, be promoted to director for three years, and then retire at age 58."
"This is better than retiring directly from the position of finance director of the textile factory."
Factory Director Song laughed and said, "Whether it's the treatment or the rank, it will be much better than it is now."
"hiss."
Are you sure!?
Upon hearing Director Song's words, Director Feng, who had initially hesitated and appeared embarrassed and unwilling to help Director Song, suddenly brightened up, becoming extremely excited.
After all, it would definitely be a good thing for him to be able to advance his career before retirement.
This not only means higher pensions but also a better retirement status.
It can also pave the way for better future generations!
"Of course."
Factory Director Song laughed and said, "Putting everything else aside, I'm sure there's no problem with you serving as deputy factory director before you retire."
"As for whether you will step down directly from the position of deputy factory director, or be transferred to a less demanding position in the district for two or three years before stepping down, that will depend on the district's decision at that time."
"Of course, of course!"
"As long as I can become the deputy factory director, everything else in the district is trivial!"
Upon hearing Director Song's words, Director Feng immediately smiled.
After all, he's already become the deputy factory director.
As is customary, after retiring from the position of deputy factory director, the district will arrange for him to take a quiet job in one of the district's less demanding units, and he will remain in that position for two or three years before retiring!
Therefore, Director Feng is not worried about this.
"Director Song, I'll take care of this."
So, Director Feng looked directly at Factory Director Song with a burning gaze, and then picked up the note that Factory Director Song had approved: "I will have the finance department put this money into the general account."
"And then there's the money."
"Director Song, take it back."
Director Feng pushed the three thousand yuan in cash directly to Factory Director Song: "This money doesn't need to be accounted for."
"As long as the bills match, money doesn't matter at all, it's a small matter!"
"That won't do."
Factory Director Song immediately shook his head: "This money still needs to be returned to the factory."
"Director Song, please listen to me."
Seeing the stubborn Factory Director Song, Director Feng lowered his voice and said, "Factory Director Song, the fewer people who know about this, the better."
"If I were to return the money, the people in the finance department would see it and easily start to have doubts."
"After all, there are too many people around and too many eyes to see."
"Once it gets out, it will inevitably cause trouble."
Director Feng smiled and said, "If there's only a receipt but no money, I just need to call the finance and cashier over later and say that I forgot before, and now I'll have them sign it. They won't think much of it and will sign it directly."
"After all, it's only three thousand yuan, not thirty thousand yuan."
"It's not a big deal for the factory."
Director Feng smiled and said, "When the logistics department comes to report the raw material costs later, I just need to add a word to the loss column, and the matter will be over."
"The accounts will match up when we reconcile them at the end of the month and the end of the year."
So it's nothing.
Director Feng shrugged slightly: "Every year, our factory experiences raw material losses ranging from several thousand to tens of thousands of yuan. This is unavoidable, and it's something that the higher-ups understand."
"After all, textiles are prone to problems like being infested by insects, dyed the wrong color, or using substandard raw materials. Isn't that all quite normal?"
"It's nothing."
Director Feng stared intently at Factory Director Song, then pushed the cloth bag again: "So, Factory Director Song, please make sure you take this three thousand yuan back!"
"this."
"All right."
Since Director Feng had already said so, Factory Director Song couldn't very well refuse.
"Then I'll leave this to you."
So, Director Song could only pat Director Feng on the shoulder and leave with the three thousand yuan.
"OK."
"Don't worry, Director Song."
"Leave it to me!"
Director Feng was very happy as he watched Factory Director Song leave with the money.
He actually let Director Song take the money on purpose.
If Director Song doesn't take the money, he might just be making empty promises and then go back on his word.
But now that Director Song has taken the money, he has leverage over Director Song.
Factory Director Song must keep his word.
They really promoted him to deputy factory director!
Otherwise, he might report it if he's unhappy.
Then Factory Director Song and Song Qiang are doomed!
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