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If you don't look at things like accounts, it will be fine, but if you check them thoroughly, they will be full of loopholes.Bu Yinluo propped his forehead in one hand and held the account book in the other, and from time to time wrote two strokes on the side book. The computer in front of him displayed the verification report of the finance department for each expenditure.

"Jun-sang, make me a cup of coffee."

Mo Junsang responded, left the study, and came in five minutes later with a dinner plate.Bu Yinluo took the cup and took a sip, then looked up in surprise.

"You have an upset stomach recently. It's better to drink tea. I'll call you at twelve o'clock."

"kindness."

Mo Junsang still strictly controlled Bu Yinluo's daily life and schedule, limiting her nighttime sleep to eight hours a day, and would urge her to go to bed at twelve o'clock.Bu Yinluo looked up at the wall clock on the wall, there was still an hour and a half left, and there were still a few pages to check.

Mo Junsang was sitting at the table next to her. To be honest, she was much busier than Bu Yinluo. The news from the scattered forces would be collected by her every day. She had to sort it out in time, and then report the important things to Bu Yinluo, some urgent but not very important things also need her to deal with.

Mo Junsang looked up at Bu Yinluo after dealing with the matter for a while, and refilled the tea in the cup as soon as Bu Yinluo was almost drunk.

For an entire hour and a half, the pot of black tea was drunk until it was as light as water. Except for the sound of keyboard tapping and writing, the clock was ticking, and the two of them did not speak a word.

"Lo, it's time."

"Huh? I see. Just reconcile the account."

Bu Yinluo glanced at the time, 15 seconds after twelve o'clock, she really didn't let her delay for a minute.Putting down the account book and writing down the last stroke in the book, Bu Yinluo rubbed her temples with some headaches, and then a pair of hands pressed on the side of her head in circles.

"Are there many loopholes?"

"Yeah, if I didn't check, I wouldn't know that this group of people is so courageous, and a project fund of 500 million can swallow nearly 100 million for me."

Bu Yinluo let out a long sigh, closed his eyes and tilted his head back, feeling Mo Junsang's massage, his whole body gradually became sleepy.

"If this continues, I will have to get glasses. Hug."

While saying this, he stretched out his hands to Mo Junsang, using rehabilitation as an excuse to cover up his coquettish behavior.Every time Mo Junsang saw Bu Yinluo like this, he would smile, pampering this person's waywardness lightly.

"Is winter coming soon?"

"It's almost here, it's late autumn now."

"time flies."

Bu Yinluo sat on the edge of the bed shaking her feet, it would still be summer when she woke up, Mo Junsang threw her on the parallel bars every day for walking rehabilitation, she was so hot that she didn't even give her ice.It was already late summer and early autumn when she returned to Wangjiang City, and it was only slightly cooler at night, so Mo Junsang insisted on wrapping her in a windbreaker.

"Are you going to wrap me in a big padded jacket?"

Bu Yinluo looked at Mo Junsang, and the image of himself shivering in a military overcoat emerged in his mind, and the corners of his mouth began to rise, which is very interesting to think about.

"Well, it's also possible. Well, do you want me to accompany you tonight?"

Mo Junsang drew the curtains and turned his head. It was rare to see Bu Yinluo shaking his head and refusing to warm the bed. He couldn't stop laughing. It seemed that the teasing just now hadn't given way to Bu Yinluo.

"Good night."

Mo Junsang warmed Bu Yinluo's hands and feet, and waited until Bu Yinluo fell asleep before getting out of bed, covered her with the quilt, and carefully tucked all the corners of the quilt to ensure that the quilt would not be ventilated at night before going to the door and closing the door. light, and gently close the door.

Bu Yinluo's sleep was very light, and Mo Junsang came to tell her that she only needed to open the curtains to let the light in, but it was one thing to wake up, but another to not wake up.

"Jun-sang! Close the curtains."

Bu Yinluo wrapped the quilt around his body and rolled over. Mo Junsang stood by the window, raised his watch and looked at it. Bu Yinluo called at 45:15, it is now [-]:[-], and he stayed in bed for an hour and [-] minutes. In minutes, the record was set again.

"If you delay for a while, the morning meeting will turn into an afternoon meeting."

"Then let them wait."

Leaving people hanging is Bu Yinluo's usual tactic. Waiting will make people suspicious, then start to panic, and finally panic.Mo Junsang finally dragged Bu Yinluo up from the bed at ten o'clock, and when she slowly washed up and had breakfast, she arrived at the company. It was exactly 11:30, and there was still half an hour before the company's lunch break.

The door of the meeting room was not closed tightly, and the inside was in a mess, like a vegetable market.Bu Yinluo smiled, and leaned against the door of the meeting room with her arms folded, listening to the people inside arguing.

"Really, I've had enough. I'm just a little girl who plays us again and again. I can't come to the scheduled meeting, and then I just find an excuse to cancel it."

Even outside the office door, the sound of smashing the table could be heard. Several people rushed to comfort him, but it seemed that the person who spoke became more irritable.

"I don't care, it must be the same this time, if you want to wait, just wait."

Then there was a sound of footsteps, and a 1.8-meter-long, well-built man pushed the door angrily, and then saw Bu Yinluo leaning against the door, his arrogance suddenly disappeared, and he smiled apologetically.

"Luo, Mr. Luo, are you here? Why don't you go in when you're here?"

"If you go in, won't you not be able to see such a good show?"

Bu Yinluo's words made the man even more guilty, he took two steps back and spread his hands.

"Please, President Luo, please, President Luo."

The criteria for judging a person have different answers, patterns, attitudes, visions, characters, abilities, and positions in everyone's heart.Bu Yinluo repeatedly tested these people with tricks again and again, useless, useful, and able to be used by himself.

"It's really boring, tell me, Junsang."

Bu Yinluo put down her pen and turned her head to look out the window. The sun was shining brightly outside, which always made people feel an eyesore.

"If Luo continues to play like this, people's hearts will fluctuate. They won't start from your point of view, so they have to understand."

What's more, even from your point of view, I can't understand what you are doing.Mo Junsang explained while laughing.Bu Yinluo was still looking out the window, the strong sunlight forced her to squint her eyes, why, even though it was almost winter, the sunlight was still so dazzling?

"Jun Sang, tell me, when is it better to send out this account?"

Bu Yinluo's finger pointed at the account book, and the expenditures in the past three years, a large part of the accounts were finally corrected, and the rest were those fragmentary and troublesome things.

"Luo might as well hold it for the time being. When it is useful, it will naturally be useful. If it is useless, keep it and let those people throw it at you."

Most of the loopholes in the big list were done by the board of directors. They relied on Junqi's backing, and they didn't even care about making fake accounts.It's okay to keep this account book for those people to be afraid of.

The author has something to say:

Jun Sang doted on Luo, and I want such a housekeeper too.