The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Is Mr. Nufant the only one in the accounting room?" Bolivar wiped his face and asked Ivy.

"Yes, do you need to transfer someone to take over the deputy position of the finance department?" Ivy reminded, "There are two assistants in the headquarters who have been training for four years, and they are capable and can take over quickly."

"..."

"No need. Let Garcia work part-time first."

Bolivar quickly sent Ivy away, and took out his mobile phone again to complain to the boss.

This is impossible, this Belmode doesn't even know how to handle the most basic company affairs.

If I have to personally guide myself remotely on how to check the bills and bind the record book, I am afraid that I will be exhausted.

Or maybe Garcia is going to be exhausted to death.

Bolivar thought that those business school students who have studied for two or three years cannot guarantee that out of the five forms they fill out, four of them can reach a trial balance. Hours, not to mention the various financial situations of large companies.

Letting this kind of novice in is to kill him.

Fortunately, he soon received a reply from the boss.

"Take time on Saturday to go to 044 to make up for the gap in the company. You can choose the people there."

"Bermode will leave his post in a month's time."

"..."

Bolivar put down the phone with a dull expression.

Where is 044?

I regret it, don't let me go to 044, I don't dislike Belmode anymore.

Isn't it just tired?Tired, it's better than being exposed and beaten to death with sticks.

The information revealed in the text message made his teeth ache and his brain hurt.

Even if he knew where 044 was, how would he get in, and what was his relationship with the people inside.

What attitude and aura should be used?Are there any incisions and contraindications?

Everything is unknown...

He is like the Brave who just opened the game. He diligently cleaned up the hidden dangers around the village, upgraded his equipment, and had time to take a breather for a while.Before I could rest, I realized that I was unintentionally cheap, so I took the initiative to open the dragon dungeon.

It is still the kind of dragon copy that cannot be exited.

Not even a forced exit! !Don't even think about card bugs! !

Bolivar wanted to hug his head and cry.

Now!go back immediately!Stop letting your procrastination go!

All the information hidden in the house must be sorted out!

It would be deadly if you dawdled any longer, you must digest all the information about the black organization as soon as possible.

Otherwise, this day is not a human life...

Bolivar saw that the time was almost up, and rejected all those projects that seemed to be waste.

Three times, five times, two times to clean up the accumulated affairs, and take the ones that can't be dealt with directly back, bid farewell to Ivy in a hurry, called Mario and rushed home.

His task plan before going to bed today is to clarify the situation of the black organization.

It would be even better if the password of Belmode's text message could be deciphered.

At least don’t let the previous situation happen—Garcia didn’t open his mouth, he didn’t even know he was from the Black Organization; the boss sent a message and he didn’t know what to say.

When he got home, he locked the door first, turned off the lights and closed the curtains. Everything was ready, and he opened the steps on the second floor familiarly. Take out the required files.

Isn't it just reading documents? He is good at it, so it doesn't matter if he has more.He is someone who can compile a qualified [-]-word academic paper within a week.

However, no.

nowhere.

Bolivar searched again in disbelief.It was finally determined that five of the fifteen safes stored information on members of the Black Organization at various levels that he knew.

However, neither Garcia nor Nufant was found at all.

At first he thought it might be a pseudonym or vague words, but he missed it.

But after quickly looking through all the information, he found that there was no information about Belmode.

There is a problem with this information...

Bolivar took a deep breath.

Although it is double-protected and hidden in the cabinet, it is also equipped with self-destruct devices such as explosives.

But that doesn't change the fact that it's a fake profile.

Do you think you've stripped your vest off?

Really too young, too simple!

I am the legendary Mission Impossible, a suit within a suit.

I, Li, had no hobbies in my life, but I loved wearing vests.

This wave is a crazy series of nesting dolls.

Do you think the information is in the office?In fact, the information is in the secret room!

You thought the secret room was for storing company secrets?It's actually the leather shell of our black organization!

Do you think secrets hidden by real business secrets are precious?Actually it was fake!

Whether you are a corporate spy or a red undercover police officer, I can kill you!

Sitting on the floor of the secret room, Bolivar deeply felt the collapse of his former opponent.

I often, often walk by the river, so I can't get my shoes wet.

So, where is the real data?

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The author has something to say:

Bolivar: If before this, I know my habits will screw me...

Garcia: Then you will?

Bolivar: Then I won't change it!It is impossible to change.I, Li, have an addiction to playing dolls!

I am really happy!I received the website short message that passed!

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