Huang Kaiguo's voice was as loud as a bell. People passing by the lounge slipped away like rabbits, fearing that his anger would burn on them.
Shhh…
Cheng Fangyi made a gesture to keep quiet.
Huang Kaiguo also realized that he had just spoken too loudly, so he pinched his throat and asked in a low voice: "Are these materials true?"
"Eighty percent true."
Huang Kaiguo became even more annoyed after hearing this. He paced around the room, and it felt like he had walked eight hundred meters in the ten-square-meter room.
"That bastard is really calculating. He's not afraid that if our fleet disbands, we won't be able to deliver the textile factory's goods."
Most of the textile factory's big orders are from other provinces and cities. It can be said that without the fleet, there would be no prosperous development of the textile factory today.
"No, they're not afraid, because Accountant Liu and the factory director are planning to run away. The rest of them are all cowards, so why would they care about the life or death of the textile factory?"
Previously, Cheng Fangyi and the factory director maintained a relatively friendly and mutually beneficial relationship.
I thought the two of them could live in harmony like this.
Who knew the factory director was greedy.
If I hadn't been able to help the factory director buy food, I would probably have been the one to take the blame given the frequent leave I took during that period.
The more Cheng Fangyi thought about it, the more disappointed he became.
"Run away? Where can you run to? I can call someone to catch you wherever you go."
Huang Kaiguo was originally a soldier and even became a battalion commander. Later, he transferred to a civilian job and worked as a driver in a textile factory.
He has led hundreds of soldiers, some of whom have transferred to various industries and agencies.
As long as he makes a sound, there will be people who will give him face and help him.
"It's hard to say. The last time I overheard them talking, they said they had contact with merchants in Hong Kong. Coincidentally, I found out they recently bought tickets to Yangcheng and exchanged all their money for gold. I guess they're trying to sneak across to Hong Kong."
Once Accountant Liu and the factory director escaped, Cheng Fangyi and the others would have no way to defend themselves.
"So what should we do now? We can't just sit there and let others do whatever they want."
Huang Kaiguo felt a little melancholy. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it to his lips, smelled it, and then put it back.
"I remember the chief investigator of the corruption case was also a retired soldier, and I think he was from the same division as you. Captain Huang, we need to work together. You go find the people, and I'll look for clues and materials. What do you think?"
"Okay, leave it to me.
"Hey, that's not right, Old Cheng. Accountant Liu is about to run away, and he wants to transfer Liao Guoming to work under him? He's acting like a good friend all day long, but look at Liao Guoming, he's eager to tell the world that he's Accountant Liu's bootlicker."
"Why do you think Accountant Liu is in such a hurry to get out? The factory director could still work for another five or six years, and the two of them could definitely make more money together. It's because the truth is coming out."
"So Accountant Liu wasn't upset about the extra month's salary at all; he was just looking for a scapegoat, and Liao Guoming just happened to fall into his crosshairs."
"That's right."
"A 180-pound person, 170 pounds of mind, and 10 pounds of calculations in the mind. Fortunately, I chose the team."
Cheng Fangyi took the materials and said, "The sooner this matter is dealt with, the better. Time waits for no one."
Huang Kaiguo is a man of quick temper and couldn't wait to get off work before going to look for someone.
After returning to the office, Cheng Fangyi tapped the desk intermittently.
He wondered if he really needed this job.
The textile factory would soon be in chaos, and it would become increasingly difficult for him to smuggle goods.
And the money he earns now is enough for him to start his own business after the reform and opening up.
Does he really need to get involved in this mess?
But if he doesn't work as a driver, it will be difficult to find a new job in a short period of time, so he has no reason to go to town every few days.
It wasn't long before it was time to get off work.
Cheng Fangyi locked the office door and walked towards the carport with his long legs.
In the carport, Liao Guoming was chatting and laughing with several team leaders from the workshop.
There were cigarettes stuck in both ears and another in his mouth.
When Liao Guoming saw Cheng Fangyi, there was a hint of pride on his face.
"Isn't this Xiao Cheng from the team? It's nice to get off work. Unlike me, who has to come back to work overtime soon, sitting in the office is not so comfortable, right?"
Liao Guoming's tone was full of smugness.
The people around him began to agree.
"Of course not. Without real skills and knowledge, you really can't sit in the office. Lao Liao, don't forget your brothers when you become successful in the future."
"Our Lao Liao is an intellectual with a lot of knowledge. How can he be the same as us roughnecks?"
"When I was in school, Lao Liao's handwriting was the most beautiful. Our teacher even said that it would be a waste if he didn't become a leader who signed with such beautiful handwriting."
"Nowadays, Lao Liao is the signing leader. The amount of money that passes through his hands every day is more than your salary for three or four years."
With the compliments from people around him, Liao Guoming felt a little elated.
He said no, but he was secretly happy in his heart.
I originally thought that by saying this, Cheng Fangyi would be jealous and go crazy.
But Cheng Fangyi remained calm as he unlocked the car, got in, and left without saying a word.
"What does he mean? He's too crazy."
"Young people are still too naive and always feel self-righteous."
"Don't mention these unlucky things."
"I don't think there's a single good person in the team. They act like big shots every day, but all they do is drive a car."
"Old Liao, I'm not talking about you. I'm talking about them. Luckily you went to the Finance Department. Otherwise, how would you survive in this smoky and chaotic fleet all day long?"
Huang Kaiguo passing by.
“…”
In the team, Liao Guoming is the most sneaky and cunning one.
Liao Guoming saw Huang Kaiguo behind him, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face. He pretended to be calm and said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. I'm going to eat first and will be back later to work overtime. I still have a lot of orders to review. That's it. Let's talk next time."
But in fact, overtime is fake, and shifting responsibility is real.
Accountant Liu took out all the fake bills he had signed over the years.
"Xiao Liao, these orders are very important to us. They are related to whether our factory can be rated as excellent. But it's too late to find someone to sign them now. I remember that you are very good at imitating other people's handwriting. Why don't you help sign them and pass the inspection?"
Liao Guoming had no suspicions and even felt that Accountant Liu valued him.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll give these to you tomorrow morning."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work overtime. I'll be leaving now. Don't worry, once the performance review is over, I'll ask the factory manager to give you a promotion and a raise."
"Okay, okay. Then please say a few good words for me in front of the factory director." Liao Guoming nodded and bowed as he escorted Accountant Liu out of the office.
On this day, the lights in the Finance Department were on all night.
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