too affectionate

Chapter 485

The voice is grandma's, but the tone is more polite than age.

The boy was not so polite. He looked the middle-aged man up and down, and asked the little girl without hesitation: "This is what you said, and it took a lot of effort to dig it out of the Yunlan Tower." Here, the steward of a well-known art museum in Kyoto?"

Can't hide the ridicule.

The little girl nodded reluctantly, but snorted, her small round eyes rolled her eyes quite skillfully, obviously she was a little dissatisfied with the boy, but it was not easy to get angry in front of outsiders.

And the middle-aged man's heart was not only dissatisfied, it was like a will-o'-the-wisp flashing in an instant.

Let's take a look at your face, you little brat dare to look down on your father!If it wasn't for that little devil standing by the side, I would have beaten you home with one fist, and would have sucked on your mother.

The man looked at the young master dressed in silk, and scolded with gritted teeth in his heart, but there was a smile on his face, as if he didn't hear the contempt in his tone at all, he bowed and said:
"Young master, you have praised the little one. The little one has only been eating this bowl of rice for a few years, so how can he be famous or not!"

Facing the man's smiling face, the young master looked straight at him, with a sincere and serious face, and said: "I didn't mean to praise you, so don't think too much about it."

Sincerity is a bit embarrassing.

The man's back molars were about to be crushed, but he still smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's a small misunderstanding."

When the man laughed with him, the young master had already left him behind and walked towards the counter.

There is a tall wooden stool behind the counter, which is what the man usually sits on.

The young master was standing on the edge of the stool, only a head-tip higher than the stool.

Just when the man was wondering what this little brat was going to do, the young master had already flung himself onto the stool, his hands tightly hugging the surface of the stool, and he kicked left and right with his short short legs several times before finally stepping on the foot of the stool step on.

Under the gaze of the two pairs of eyes, the luxurious young master was like a stranded little bastard, twisting his small body left and right, and finally climbed up the high stool with difficulty.

He stood up tremblingly on the stool, and finally he was able to get the money on the counter.

"You," the young master pointed to the man, and simply ordered: "Bring all the account books since the store opened."

The man was taken aback when he heard it, but he immediately took out the ledger book, spread it out in front of the young master, and kept saying:

"Young master, look at it, look at it!"

You'll be damned!As for you little doll, no one has a lot of books, just look at the books!It's really funny.

However, the young master really looked at it, his eyes fell on each line, he was focused and careful, his hands were not idle, and he turned quickly.

I saw that each page of the ledger was as big as the young master's four faces, and the young master could only hold a page with two hands, making it quite difficult to flip through.

After a while, the man became very impatient, and there was a spurt in his heart, cursing loudly.

Hmph, looking at the account books without even making calculations, it's really like a yellow dog looking at the stars!

This young man from a rich family must be idle at home, instead of eating and waiting to die, he came here to have fun, and made me have to stay with him, what a crime!
Fuxiang Building has been open for more than three months, and the account books are at least a hundred or so pages long, but the young master read each page carefully, reading the thick account from beginning to end.

The more I looked, the more gloomy the young master's face became.

As the account book closed with a "snap", the young master's expression was extremely pale.

"Bastard! Bastard!"

The young master's white and tender face suddenly turned red, and he slammed his fist at the counter, cursing angrily.

The former is talking about accounts, while the latter is talking about people, which is a pun.

When the man heard it, he couldn't hold back his face.

He, a general manager who has been doing accounts for 30 years, was told by a little boy that he couldn't do accounts, who could bear it!

When I was doing accounts, your dad was still peeing and playing with mud!How dare you say that I can't handle accounts! ! !

The man's face turned red, and he was so angry that he wanted to punch this ignorant brat to death, but suddenly he felt a sinister whistling behind him.

The man didn't need to turn his head to know that it must be the devil who looks like a little fairy and can make people go to heaven at the first move.

The man was cowardly in an instant, and hurried forward a few steps, leaned over to the check-in desk, licked his face and said with a smile:
"Young master, it is a very difficult thing to do accounts. Although I do my best and continue to do it, it is inevitable that there will be omissions. Please guide me more, please guide me more!"

The man spoke righteously, without feeling ashamed at all.

Making accounts is a very cumbersome and complicated thing, and it is also a very money-saving job.

After all, as soon as you enter the account door, it's as deep as the sea, and your hair is a passerby from then on.That hair is shorter if you don't scratch it, you can save any money for hairpins and soap corners.

The man asked himself that he didn't understand the account after 30 years of work, but he also became the owner of a well-known art museum in Kyoto. Isn't it easy to fool a child now?

However, just when the man was confident, the young master slapped the account book on the man's face with a "slap", and said angrily, "Nonsense!"

"Open your dog eyes wide, open this bastard book, and say 'do your best' and 'Fenjiaojidial' again!"

The man froze for a moment, then stood still, and the young master continued:
"When making accounts, there must be records for any bank transfers, whether it is going or coming. If it is such as credit purchases, credit sales, foreign arrears, processing and reversal of foreign accounts, etc., it must be recorded in the relevant account books at the same time. Two transactions are recorded, one registers the incoming account, and the other registers the debited account accordingly.

As for the format, you must strictly abide by the rules and regulations, with the center line of an account page as the interval, up and down payment, or up and down.

Each account page, as well as the entire account book, must be completely in accordance with the direction of money flow in the business, and the direction of the incoming account of each page of the relevant account page must indicate the source of silver.

Look at the account you made, no matter what it is used for, whether it is in or out, it is all mixed into one column, there is no format at all, let alone content!
If all of this can be tolerated, but if the entry and exit list is not even made, and the accounts and accounts are not evenly matched, then this broken book cannot even be called a "book"!

Why, you keep saying that you have kept accounts for 30 years, but you don’t even know the most important bookkeeping rule of “what comes and goes, and what comes and goes must be equal”? "

The young master spoke every word sonorously and forcefully, and he was unambiguous when talking about accounts.

The man was stunned, looking in disbelief at the young master who stood on the stool and only showed a small head behind the counter, his three views were shaken to pieces!
How old is he... looks like he will never be more than eight years old... an eight-year-old child can count from one to one hundred is not bad, how could he know this?Speaking of the ledger, he is more familiar than an old bookkeeper!

(End of this chapter)