The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Aren't you going to the company today? Boss?" Mario who came to pick him up was full of pain, hesitant to speak.

"What? Received the benefits Garcia gave you?" Bolivar glanced at him, "Go to Brad's laboratory."

"Ah? Ah—how could this be..." Mario hesitated, his eyes dodged, "But Assistant Garcia is really busy recently. I don't know what's going on. In the past two days, there have been frequent outages from the Finance Department. The situation. Everyone said that Mr. Newvent is too old and should retire..."

"..."

Innocent was angrily slapped on the table by cue's Belmode.

"Knock-"

"Please come in—" Belmode quickly stuffed the basic accounting textbook under the file, blocked the latest report on it, and tidied his cuffs slightly.

Ivy changed into a rose red crystal headdress today, which matched her light red suit skirt, making it a little more gorgeous.After she pushed open the door, she first glanced at Newfound, hesitated to speak, and her eyes were extremely complicated.

Belmode smiled politely, signaling that he was listening.

"...Manager, Assistant Garcia said that the form you submitted yesterday was uneven. Please re-align it and submit a copy."

The form is uneven = the form is wrong = the form needs to be redone and counted again!

"Ah... I see, thank you for your hard work, Ivy." Belmode looked at Ivy with extremely complicated eyes, the smile on the corner of his lips collapsed and then raised back, bending into a ferocious arc, feeling his forehead The veins are about to pop out.

After Ivy told everything, she gently closed the door, and heard the depressing sound of inhaling and grinding her teeth from the room, her brows were raised, and the smile on her face widened.

"Assistant Ivy, are you in a good mood today?" the passing staff greeted.

"Ah, because today is a good weather." Ai Wei frowned, and quickly left with the documents in her arms.

And Belmode didn't know anything about it. She was picking up the bills that she had thrown in the corner, and laying them out one by one with tears in her eyes.

What is the patent transfer bill sold by a certain technology company, a certain employee broke his leg on the job and needs to pay for it at public expense, where the marketing department went to eat with customers today, the payment for the purchase of certain rare metals, debt repayment when due, bank investment Project income...

The most desperate thing is that although the last few days have just happened to be the day of unified salary payment, the income and expenditure of all employees' wages and bonuses will be summarized and calculated later...

She covered her face and let out a moan of despair.She would rather go outside to meet a few people than sit here, adding and subtracting these numbers non-stop, one mistake, the whole watch will be scrapped...

Damn Cognac, I asked him to reconcile the accounts for me, and he even sent me a list of books!

Why is this broken company's accounts so complicated?

Belmode thought bitterly, what she didn't know was that she was indeed cheated indirectly by Bolivar.

After Bolivar came over, he made a drastic move and cut most of the original projects.As a result, the economic disputes involved in recent days have been very cumbersome, with various refunds and deposits.The finance department was more than five or six times busy all of a sudden. In addition, Thomson died, and the fake Nufant left behind was a half-baked one.

Things are just getting bigger and bigger like a snowball, and more and more affairs are piled up.It becomes more difficult to mix accounts that are not cleared today with those of the next day.

She worked in the financial office for three days, and not only did things not decrease, but because of various mistakes, the workload of correcting errors increased.The other department staff around couldn't help but secretly looked at her with surprised eyes, and even started whispering behind her back.

She wanted to send the item to the tool men she caught and let them handle it, but she was warned by that bastard Cognac.Said that this thing must not be leaked, it can only be sent to him and Garcia.

For this, Garcia gave her a lot of supercilious glances.He didn't take into account the identity of Belmode's elder at all, and he almost despised him by pointing his nose.You must use a calculator for addition and subtraction within one hundred, what can you do?

These days, he is tracking down the company's accounts stolen by Thomson and Newvent, and he has to deal with some possible suspicious tails. He is also very busy in order to invite people from the accounting office next week.

Garcia looked at the results he obtained after three days and three nights of investigation and ran to countless banks. He took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone, and called Bolivar.

"boss."

"Yes, it turned out."

"The other party's account name is M·W."

"What, where did you hear that name?"

"You suspect it's a money lending company?"

"Yes, it is certain that although they have transferred money to each other several times through many banks, the last money still entered this account."

"Okay, I will check the information again."

"Well... Belmode, ah, no, the financial manager, he is indeed unwell recently. I will help him ask for sick leave as soon as possible, and he should not be able to use it next Monday."

"Then, I wish you a pleasant day."

"Goodbye."

Bolivar, who hung up the phone, was in a mixed mood. This was the third time he heard the name of M·W Company in recent days.

Why are you everywhere?

The ant bug he left yesterday, I heard them discuss that Gin's latest mission is this company, and it is said that it is a large money laundering group.Use those ignorant college students to create a large number of white accounts, and use those accounts to help criminal groups launder money.

As for whether Thomson or Newfoundt are involved with them, it is hard to say.But he speculates it should be Nufant.

After all, the size of this company doesn't sound too big. It's the level where Gin and a few code-named members and a bunch of peripherals can get rid of the other party. The FBI doesn't need to bother so much.

But it doesn't rule out that someone in the FBI needs merit this year, and they deliberately found this easy target.

So what is Thomson involved in...

"Hey, Polly! Don't be dazed, look at him, don't you think he's charming!" Brad waved in front of Bolivar, motioning him to turn his attention.

"Ah, good." Bolivar moved his eyes to the little robot with some amusement. This robot is called Boo Boo No. [-], and it is a very bulky plastic lump more than [-] centimeters high.

I heard that some places are still papered because of weight considerations.

But this is also a treasure that has cost Brad countless efforts. In this era, it is a remarkable thing to be able to make an electronic toy that can run and transform.

"Do you want to try it yourself?" Brad handed over a black box with two red bumps on it.

"This one is straight forward, the other is for turning, and the buttons on the side are for morphing and bowing."

!!!

Bolivar felt that the black box was inexplicably familiar. He fiddled with it twice in his hand and pulled out a long folded antenna.

After trying a few times, there are indeed some problems with signal reception, and the movement is a bit stuck, but it is very good for non-commercial use.

"Have you considered improving the power?" Bolivar asked, "change it to a rechargeable one, a battery?"

"Huh?" Brad didn't respond.

"Its commercial potential is not small, it can be a children's toy." Bolivar saw that Brad's face was a little ugly, and quickly added, "Hey, I didn't mean to belittle it. Think about it, which boy can refuse a A racing car that can run on its own and transform itself.”

"You can sell this idea to a toy factory, which can be mass-produced and earn a lot of money."

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The author has something to say:

Bolivar: I see money in anything.

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