Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 221
Accountant Liu was in a bad mood when he was transferred from a buyer to an accountant.

The books are not bad, but half of the money can't be found in the money drawer!

The production team had a lot of expenses to spend, and it took him three days and two nights to check all kinds of ledgers and receipts.

Looking at the real number, I almost vomited blood.

I wrote a report overnight to report the accounting problems to the brigade, and re-do the accounts. I didn't sleep well for half a month.

The production team was very poor in their accounts. They had finally been rewarded by the commune before, and the materials and money tickets were allotted.

Now the funds in the account are less than 100 yuan, and the early rice has not come down, and it costs more than a dozen yuan to open his mouth.

It's better to take a kitchen knife to cut off the meat on his body and sell it!
Accountant Liu was so angry that his eyes bulged like a frog, Song Yi stood up calmly and took a thermos to pour water for him.

"I know the numbers in the accounts. If the freight is spread out, there is not much for each family. But as cadres, what we carry on our shoulders is the trust, responsibility, and expectations of the members."

"Are the members of the Camellia oleifera grove very motivated this time? They have already figured out how much the medicinal materials should be kept clean and tidy. If the money is returned, if there is less, there must be emotions."

Song Yi spoke in a calm manner, and accountant Liu gritted his teeth when he heard it.

"Ah, they can't have emotions, so they just dig my heart? Captain, you are not an accountant, you don't know the difficulties here..."

With a bitter face, he sighed, "The team is poor, poor... You said that if you have a rich family, I would definitely not blink an eye if you have more than a dozen yuan, but we don't even have 100 yuan..."

Song Yi waved his hand, "When the early rice, field ridge beans and rice flower fish come down together, the money will be more. In a few days, the special sewing machine will come down, so it won't be long."

Accountant Liu had already heard about the sewing machine yesterday, and when Song Yi mentioned it, his gloomy mood instantly brightened.

"Hiss... the production team doesn't seem to be that bad after you put it that way?" He couldn't help grinning, "Tsk, I dare not even dream about it, thirty sets..."

"Hey, captain. Is your wife really capable of mobilizing the production team?" He stretched his neck on the table and leaned over, "Honestly, I really don't understand this. Just talk about things, make them, and sell them." Go, how to go through the formalities, my eyes are dark."

Accountant Liu rarely showed an enthusiastic smile, feeling both anticipation and apprehension in his heart.

Song Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes were full of pride.

"My daughter-in-law has a lot of advanced ideas. Don't worry about it. If we don't understand, we can just leave it to someone who is capable. You should approve the transportation fee first, and the rest will be done slowly later."

The smile on Accountant Liu's face suddenly collapsed, and he sat back on the stool and reluctantly waved his hands.

"Tsk, oh, okay, okay. If it weren't for the fact that you can even get the sewing machine back, otherwise you wouldn't be able to get a penny out of me with a knife around my neck!"

"Okay, then I'll go to the brigade, and you can do your work."

Song Yi frowned, and he simply got up and walked out, not wanting to delay even a minute.

Work has started on the vacant land diagonally opposite the production team's office for the factory building.

Digging the foundation and transporting the soil, people coming and going, and the men in straw hats and vests are very busy.

After the commune applied to the superior for building materials, this will be the first reinforced concrete red brick house in the whole brigade!
The wages of the specially invited master craftsmen in the town were higher than the average ones, and they took a few master craftsmen with them and built a shed on the open space.

The work is unambiguous, and when the time comes, you have to watch the construction site to take care of the materials, which is hard work.

Seeing Song Yi approaching, the master put down the ink fountain in his hand and patted the ashes on his hands to meet him, smiling brightly on his tanned face.

"Captain Song, the men in your production team are working hard! In two days, the foundation should be dug!"

This kind of work for the public is generally subsidized, and they can do foreign work if they can.

After getting along for a few days, he learned that these men don't have a single subsidy, and they go to work happily every day, with as much strength as they have.

It can be regarded as gaining knowledge for him.

"Okay. This factory building is very important to our production team, so please take care of it. If you have any requirements in life, you will be satisfied." Song Yi said very politely.

The master waved his hands happily, "No, no, the villagers are very enthusiastic. You even brought us two pots of meat dishes for your wedding. They are delicious!"

He pointed to the small shed next to him with a smile, "We didn't bring much daily necessities, and the villagers brought a lot from home, making us seem to have settled here as a small home, haha!"

He really likes working in this village.

Those who can afford reinforced concrete are either the residents of the county or the office buildings of various communes.

Those more or less depend on the face of the person.

It's different in the village. The villagers are warm and hospitable, and they really respect them.

After the foundation has been dug, it must be drained and dried, steel bars shall be tied to form a strip foundation, and then soil shall be poured.

Song Yi chatted with him about the next work arrangement for a while, then got on his bicycle and turned to the main road to rush to the brigade to call in advance to make an appointment for the transport team truck.

Lin Yuzhu woke up and reached out to feel the space.

He half-closed his eyes and glanced at the small alarm clock on the table, it was already 03:30 in the afternoon.

After getting up, changed clothes and washed his face, he searched around the house but couldn't find Song Yi.

"You said you won't go out today, you're worthy of being a model worker..." She muttered in a low voice, locked the door and walked out.

Walking around the small soil slope with miscellaneous trees and stepping on the drying dam of my own house, I turned over the dried vegetables on the bamboo rack.

There was no one in the main room, only the clicking sound of the sewing machine in Fang Shuhui's room.

Glancing at the door of Lin Yulan's room, there seemed to be a little movement inside.

He didn't have to go to work today, and Xiao Dongming didn't return to Song's house at noon. It was self-evident where he was.

Thinking of the sense of ritual that Lin Yulan wanted, she opened the door of her own room, preparing to write a plan for him to take back for reference.

Xiao Dongming, who was suffering from a hangover all morning, stayed at Lin's house all day. He was going back to Song's house after lunch, but Lin Yulan dragged him into the room.

Fang Shuhui hesitated to speak, and it was difficult to train her.

The eldest daughter couldn't control it, and the younger daughter with a more out-of-the-way personality couldn't control it, so she had to pretend she didn't see it, and went back to her room to do things silently.

She doesn't believe in her younger daughter, but in her prospective son-in-law...

"You're leaving now..." Lin Yulan grabbed Xiao Dongming's clothes and pursed her lips.

"Did it wake you up?" Xiao Dongming put down the bag in his hand, sat on the edge of the bed and pinched her chin with a smile, "I've lived here for three days, it's time to go back~"

"I don't want you to go." Lin Yulan moved over and put her arms around his waist, "I can't bear you..."

It's rare for Xiao Dongming to hear her acting like a baby, and his whole body is numb, and he can't help smiling, "It's not that we can't meet each other, I will come to see you when I have time."

He got up slightly and brought the bag over, opened the wallet and took a stack of money bills and put them beside the pillow, "You keep the money bills, and your snacks are put in the small cabinet for you."

"Huh? I can't make ends meet, so you give me so much?" Lin Yulan raised her eyebrows and looked at the stack of colorful bills.

"Silly girl, what you earn is yours." He lightly scratched her nose, "I earn money for you to spend, how could you let you pay those expenses."

"Very good, very enlightened." Lin Yulan got up and patted him on the head solemnly, "It's the usual style of being a big fool."

The bubbling sweet atmosphere was instantly shattered, Xiao Dongming couldn't laugh or cry, pinched her face flushed from sleep, "Get up, your sister seems to be back."

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