Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

above the construction site.

At this time, it was time to close the work, and the workers stopped working in twos and threes, smoking a cigarette wearily, and gossiping without a word.

The contractors were also surrounded, the one on the left asked for wages, and the one on the right asked when the money would arrive.

He was so annoyed by the questions, beads of sweat rolled down from under his helmet, and finally he stretched out his hands and pressed down: "Okay, okay, I will go to the finance department to ask you for it now. I am also true." It’s difficult, people’s projects are not paid now, and the money can’t be released.”

"It's not the first time I've talked to them. Last time, the payment didn't arrive." Someone said resentfully.

That kind of person also answered: "Why don't you follow their family in the future, this family really doesn't keep their promises!"

"Where else can I go with this family?" The contractor frowned and stomped his feet, dismissed the group of people, and went back to collect a sum of money by himself.

He took a shower, changed into a suit that didn't fit well, and carrying three bottles of Imperata chinensis and a pack of Yellow Crane Tower cigarettes, he went to find He Wen.

This company is very small, the front desk just sits there putting on makeup, without giving him a look, and finally got a reply: "Our boss is not here."

"Then may I ask that Mr. He is here now?" The contractor half bowed his body and kept smiling.

"How do I know this? I can't take care of this?" The receptionist replied a few words, and finally raised his jade hand and pointed in the direction of the manor, "I probably went to Qibao to check the work."

The contractor's eyes just went dark. He just came all the way here, and he was going to go there with his things. Where did the boss come to inspect their construction site?

But looking back, he had heard from other people that the boss had something to do with Qibao Winery, so he quickly took a taxi back and called the acquaintance to inquire.

This is good, it looks like it is at the financial department of the winery, this Boss He is a vagabond, he has been eyeing a certain employee of the financial department early, and has been there every day lately.

Qibao Winery is built on the mountain, starting from the entrance, going up layer by layer, and the highest point is the office building in the center, with a total of eight floors, shaped like a jug.

The finance department is on the fifth floor. According to Qibao's usual style, the site for eight people is about [-] square meters in total. The desk is so wide that it can be used as a bed. It has a leisure corner with sofa snacks and drinks.

But now that the lunch break is over, theoretically you should be able to concentrate on sitting at your desk and working.

Zhao Lu knew a lot about the virtues of the gang under his command, so he subconsciously wanted to find a chance to make a call, or at least post a message in the group to let them show off.

It's a pity that Yang Yi endured him for several months, just to wait for such an opportunity, and kept silently watching him.

As long as he dared to send out a message to make the subordinates stop and make full preparations, Yang Yi would dare to save face and read the messages on his mobile phone in front of everyone.

In addition to Yang Yi, Zhao Lu also found that the pillow person standing next to Mr. Qing was also paying attention to him intentionally or unconsciously.

The familiar eyes belonging to the manager looked at him calmly, silently full of deterrence.

I'm afraid this is no ordinary person.Zhao Lu only felt a layer of cold sweat on the palms of his hands, why did he think this was such a fool before?

Maybe there is another way, since this Qing is always a kind person, and he sells miserably, there is still a chance.

Even if the group of people had a quarrel in the office, he could pass the blame to the leader by the way. Anyway, the account book was done carefully, and it is expected that this young lady would not be able to see anything wrong.

"What are you looking at?" Qing Qin noticed that the people around him were distracted, reached out to interlock his fingers, and asked with half raised head.

"I'm looking at where is suitable for kissing." Lou Quan leaned close to his ear, his voice was very low, and he acted like a demon concubine who would harm the country.

Yang Yi looked away, only feeling that he was full of dog food, and prayed for the journey to pass quickly.

After a while, he went up to the fifth floor, and Qingqin was already ready to see a group of social animal employees throwing their heads and blood at work.

Unexpectedly, just standing at the door of the elevator, I heard a sound of laughter and slapstick from the financial department.

Qingqin raised her eyebrows calmly, a little interesting, so busy?

A group of things that are not enough to succeed but more than nothing to do, knowing that the big boss is coming down for inspection today, and they don’t restrain themselves, Zhao Lu secretly hates it, so he stepped forward and opened his voice, wanting to take the lead in apologizing, and reminding the people in the office to take the things away clean up.

Yang quickly covered his mouth with a quick glance, and the other two had no status, so they both took a step back, resolutely not to participate in their fairy fight.

"You guys stay here, I'll go in and have a look." Qing Qin didn't seem to see that the two had already started, smiling like a spring breeze.

It's just that when the spring breeze blows to Zhao Lu, it also becomes a biting cold wind in winter.

The young president took off a series of expensive accessories such as wristwatch cuffs, and handed them back to Lou Quan. His eyes had already seen the recruitment notice next to him: "Are you recruiting new people here?"

"It's been recruited, and I think it will come tomorrow." Yang Yi said softly while holding him down.

Qingqin nodded, walked to the door of the Finance Department, knocked on the door and went in: "Hi, I'm a new employee."

His gaze also slid across the room. It was indeed a spacious office in the same line as Qibao, with a warm and relaxed decoration style, but it was made a mess by these people.

All kinds of snack packaging bags were scattered all over the place, the air conditioner was on and the windows were not opened, and the room was filled with smoke.

Several men and women who could not see human beings or animals were lying on the sofa in a mess. They even moved the two sides under the desk, surrounded by a sofa in the middle, and there were dice and playing cards on the coffee table.

They obviously didn't pay attention to what Qibao's big boss looked like, so they immediately accepted his words.

Surrounded by people was a young man with fair skin and slender eyebrows. He spoke in a soft voice: "That's right, the financial office of Qibao Winery is a good place. Who is your relative?"

Nepotism, I just don't know what kind of hard backing this person has.

Qingqin understood it, and smiled shyly: "My aunt introduced it."

"Oh." The man nodded, shaking off the cigarette ash from his hands, "You're pretty, you just graduated from college, come over for a drink?"

He raises a glass of wine.

Qingqin took a closer look and found that it was a new product that had just been developed. He had reviewed it in the laboratory not long ago. It was considered a commercial secret, and it was rare to feel angry.

It's just that even if he's angry, he won't show it on his face, and his signature smile seems to stick to his face: "After all, it's my first day here, so I still need to get acquainted with work."

"What are you familiar with? Our finance department doesn't care about things." A woman next to him smiled coquettishly, "Aren't you here to play cards?"

"Then how do you deal with the funds? Don't the higher-ups check the station?" Qing Qin showed a bewildered expression.

Another person laughed and said: "Xiao Yang doesn't dare to control it. We have been like this for many years. It was like this before Roland, it was like this when Roland was like this, and it is not much different when Qibao is here."

"Is that so." Qing Qin frowned slightly, showing a look of bewilderment.

He has a very good appearance, and his expression is almost pitiful. Immediately, someone said: "Why are you so stubborn? There is an account book in the cabinet on the left, and the boss is mainly in charge of the accounts. You should learn first, and ask if you don't know it." he."

There is not even an electronic office, so where is the money spent before?

Qingqin gritted her teeth again, and followed what she said, carefully and somewhat cautiously opened the cabinet on the left, which was well-stored.

He was sitting on the desk beside him, looking down at the account book. This book was not a secret account, at least on the surface it was the expenditure and income of Qibao Winery.

The only difference is that the amount of expenditure is obviously too high, even if the welfare of the entire manor staff is included, it is absolutely impossible to be so high.

What's more, some of the negative news is obviously a fake invoice that was issued to fool people, and there are still a bunch of unexplainable receivables on the account.

He might have been deceived if he met someone who didn't know how to do it, but Qingqin was forced to learn by his family before, so he had a pair of sharp eyes long ago.

Even though Qingqin had no common sense, he knew something in his heart. Looking at the layout of the room, he felt that everything was made of gold and silver, and the anger that had already been faintly burning before became even more raging.

With a sneer, he threw the account book among the men and women at the party, and swept away all the bits and pieces on the coffee table with extreme precision, and there was a crisp crackling sound in the room!

Men and women screamed and stood up, startled and angry.

"What are you doing!" He Wen's clothes were covered with alcohol, and he immediately stood up and pointed at him, "Is it to save my face?"

"Your face?" Qingqin bit the four words playfully, his teeth itching, even if he wanted to spend his life and run away, the money was not used to feed moths.

Just for this account book, fooling the ghost!

Accompanied by the loud noise inside the house, the five people waiting outside also rushed in, and immediately saw Qingqin sitting cross-legged on a chair with a cold expression and several people with distressed expressions and uncertain expressions.

Qingqin sat on the table: "Although it's not yet time to pay the accounts every quarter, the accounts are done too carelessly."

It's only been 5 minutes since I went in, and this guy has already found the loopholes in the ledger.

Zhao Lu's heart had already been raised, and when he glanced around and saw that his worried wife and brother were among the group of people, he felt his blood rushing up and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, he was quick-witted, gave up all his shame, and plopped with direct knowledge, crying and angry all over the ground: "Mr. Qing, I'll just tell you directly, it's really not easy for me to sit in this position. Yang Yi is the chief person in charge, with a high position and power, and any related account under his hand is stuffed into me. I can't beat me, I can't scold me, and I will be threatened by him to settle this account and that account. Look at the accounts posted here, most of them were borrowed by Yang Yi."

Yang Yi never expected that this person could be so ungrateful, so he was dumbfounded for a moment.

"He dared to block my mouth directly, don't you think there is something wrong with it?" Zhao Lu cried with snot and tears. He had to grab President Qing's kindness and escape this step first, and then Trying to find a way to splash the dirty water on Yang Yi, "I can't do this either!"

Qingqin: ...

His eyes were about to pass over the men and women who looked equally shocked, and he frowned and asked another question: "Aren't there only eight people in the financial department? If you count one, there should be only seven here, and who is the other person? Now the financial department Can anyone drop in?"

Yang Yi burst out laughing: "I see a man in the middle who looks a bit like Zhao Lu's wife."

"Oh, nepotism is a bit complicated. Either the hair is a little green, or the mouth can turn black and white upside down. It's amazing." Qingqin said coolly. A middle-aged man with big bags and small bags.

The man looked restrained, caught off guard and a little nervous when he saw the scene in the room, subconsciously wanted to go back.

"Wait, are you here for business?" Qingqin jumped off the table lightly, and the little tucker on the back of his head trembled slightly with his movements.

Like an elegant and nimble big cat, he approached his prey silently, "Oh, you have such a heavy gift."

The contractor hadn't realized what the situation was, but he could see that this person was calm in an awkward atmosphere, and he definitely couldn't be an ordinary person, so he immediately told the truth: "I'm here to give gifts, I hope Mr. Funding for the project comes down.”

"Mr. He?" Qingqin remembered that there was no such a person in the winery.

"It's Zhao Lu's brother-in-law." Yang Yi immediately added, "He undertook the renovation project of Qibao Winery."

"Did Qibao not give the money here, or did this Mr. He withhold the money?" Qingqin understood in seconds, with a smile on his face at this time, turned his head and said to the contractor, "Wait, wait a minute. It's not easy to work on the construction site, Qibao Winery's safety depends on you, and Qibao will never owe us the money due."

He spoke softly, and seemed to be in a very good mood, and he couldn't tell that he had lost his temper just now.

It was just like this, and Zhao Lu's heart was completely chilled. He suddenly realized that this Xiaoqing was not a character who could be dealt with just by crying a few words.