spirits light song

Chapter 203 201, we are all sick
Cao Mengxing checked for two days in a row, but in the end he was really exhausted.

Jiang Yilin's fair face was flushed like a peach blossom, and she looked extraordinarily radiant.

"Have you finished the inspection? Do you want to rest and rest, or continue to work?"

"Check out! Check out! I desperately need a break."

Cao Mengxing lay on the bed, indeed a little tired.

Jiang Yilin came over, blinked her big bright eyes, and asked with a smile:
"Then did you find out anything? You can't... check for nothing, right?"

Cao Mengxing tilted his head and looked at her, thinking for a moment.

"Hmm... Judging from the current situation, it is neither worn nor used, so it should be brand new!"

"cut!"

Jiang Yilin punched him in the chest.

"Don't pretend to understand! If you say you're fat, you're still panting!"

Cao Mengxing was not angry at all, just smiled and said nothing.

Whether the product is worn or not and whether it has been used can be seen from where, but such a result can be judged from some clues.

It is not so much a judgment as it is a trust in Jiang Yilin.

Now people are doing swords, so if you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

But judging from Jiang Yilin's unfamiliarity and nervousness, no one has ever been to Monkey King's hometown.

When the love is strong, the unconscious reaction is always impossible to hide.

"Is Bai Ruoxi really going to transform and return to her original attributes?"

Cao Mengxing asked.

"I think she needs some time! For so many years, she has never regarded herself as a woman. She always thinks about how to have a stronger working ability than a man, and needs to adapt for a while."

Jiang Yilin feels that women are naturally disadvantaged in the workplace and society, which brings great confusion to all women.

"If you have money, you may not get everything."

Cao Mengxing said something leisurely.

Jiang Yilin returned to Zhao intact and passed strict inspections, but the various departments of Qinghe Distillery did not pass the customs so easily.

"What's the matter with this certificate?"

The girl from the evaluation team wore big gold-rimmed glasses, and while pushing it up, she asked the accountants around her.

"This... is the product that the leader promised to ship out of the warehouse. I don't know exactly what to do and how to get the money back..."

"What about this one? Why is there only one signature?"

"This...may be a special note from the leader!"

"So what is the operation of selling one box and giving three boxes?"

"It's a sales decision, I don't know."

……

Tickets piled up like a hill were checked one by one, and many problematic ones were singled out and put together.

When these problematic documents were brought in front of Huang Shengguo, the deputy general manager of finance, he was not particularly surprised.

Although the bones cannot be jumped out of the eggs, the smell of chicken manure can always be picked out, which is not surprising.

"Mr. Huang, our appraisers have checked the financial documents. Look at this part, is it inappropriate?"

After listening to the reports of his subordinates, Lei Yiming already knew the problem, especially some irregular and surprising gifts and uses, which would directly affect the final financial statements and related taxes.

"Manager Lei, have you walked around our small town a few times? You know, this county is too small, everyone is acquaintances, so we have to save face!"

"Besides, besides relying on ourselves for food, we also have various relationships. It is inevitable that there will be some gifts and the like, which should be included in the sales expenses."

In one sentence, all the problems were covered up.

Lei Yiming didn't speak, but he could roughly hear Huang Shengguo's attitude.

Obviously, he is not the same as Liu Qingyu, assistant to the chairman. A company's finances are its lifeblood, and the conflict should be understandable;
But there are so many problematic credentials, that means there is a problem with management.

Back at the hotel, Lei Yiming thought about his visits to the market in the past few days, and didn't know how to describe it.

Wu Honghai, when taking him to visit the market, made decisions on his behalf without authorization, and walked many streets and towns that he didn't want to go to;

But the place I want to go is simply ignored, seemingly inadvertently, but it seems to be intentional.

"Manager Lei, although our place is small, there are eight major delicacies. I will take you to taste them one by one."

Wu Honghai will take the initiative to recommend delicious and fun every time, but there is no real market situation.

"Let's focus on work! It doesn't matter what you eat."

Of course Lei Yiming didn't want to fall into the trap.

"If you don't eat and drink well, how can you have the strength to work and work? Besides, the chairman and general manager will complain that I don't take good care of you."

Wu Honghai's reasons are quite good.

"Except for work, we are all friends!"

Lei Yiming ate delicious food and drank fine wine for three days in a row. He really couldn't take it anymore. If this goes on, let alone the evaluation report, he might be drunk to death here.

"Starting tomorrow, I will take a walk by myself."

"You see, you are really serious, no problem! But you have to eat when you go by yourself. I will wait for you then?"

Anyway, I don’t spend my own money, not to mention the eight major delicacies, all the turtles from the five oceans will give you all they want to eat!

Lei Yiming rejected Wu Honghai's entanglement, and finally entered his own work rhythm.

The big and small villages and market streets can walk or stop according to his own ideas, so that he can see the most real situation.

But what he didn't expect was that in this somewhat secluded small town, there was actually someone waiting for him.

Except for work, there is never an acquaintance here.

But that day, when he walked into a restaurant, he was stopped by someone.

"Hello, is Lei Yiming, Manager Lei?"

A man looked at him with a smile and asked.

"You are……"

This person has never met before, how can he know his name clearly.

"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Qi, and my name is Qi Jianguo. I am the general manager of Fenghe Distillery."

Fenghe Winery?

Lei Yiming carefully recalled that he had indeed seen this brand many times in the market recently.

Although the subordinates who went to other cities said that they have never seen this brand in other cities, but in Qinghe City, almost 80.00% of the restaurants have this kind of liquor.

More importantly, the placement of the products is quite subtle, always placed with Qinghe Baijiu, equally sharing the best position in the bar.

"Hello! What's the matter?"

Competitors are so active, it is estimated that there is something to say.

"It's nothing. I also heard that you are evaluating Qinghe Distillery recently. I really want to take this opportunity to get to know each other."

Lei Yiming shook hands with him.

"It's time to eat soon. If you don't mind, why don't you eat here and chat?"

Qi Jianguo sent out an invitation.

Hongmen Banquet?
Lei Yiming sent the driver away, and then sat down with Qi Jianguo.

"This small town of ours is like a sick person, and its development is a bit deformed. It makes you laugh at people who have seen the world!"

Qi Jianguo took the initiative to show weakness.

"Everywhere, it's pretty much the same."

Qi Jianguo smiled:

"Not only is this city sick, but the companies here are also sick. I really hope that you can prescribe good medicines and let us develop rapidly here!"

What do you mean by this?

(End of this chapter)