President, I am wrong

030 Unlucky (2) Watching the manager go to the next cubicle, Rongqin collapsed on the chair almost collapsed, grabbed a dozen receipts with trembling hands, and began to fight again tremblingly:

'It's really evil, what went wrong, why is it still the same? ! '

Quickly flipping through the calculations again and again, glancing at the unchanged data on the calculator, Rongqin couldn't help but wonder:

I have checked n times, and they are all right. Has the missing 4000 yuan been eaten by the computer? !But this doesn't make sense, the receipt is printed by a computer, how can the computer not match the receipt? !But if you make a mistake in the calculation of the receipt, then it wouldn't be a coincidence that you made a mistake every n times!

Exhausted, Rongqin only felt that he had run into a ghost!

"Rongqin, is there something wrong? Why don't I call someone over to help you!"

The manager's urging voice sounded again, and Rongqin finally nodded helplessly.

God bless, I hope she was delusional and miscalculated, otherwise, it would be no wonder that the 4000 yuan shortfall cost her life!

Ever since, Xiao Min stepped forward to take the receipt in her hand, while the manager sat in her seat, and each of the remaining two colleagues held a calculator in their arms. Counting the virtual transactions one by one against the computer screen——

"Zhang Hua, three thousand..."

"... "

"Li Qingyi, I owe [-]..."

Quickly flipping through the receipts in his hand, Xiao Min muttered, while the others were concentrating on their duties, frowning and meditating. Suddenly, a clear "sixty thousand" hit his mind, instantly like an atomic bomb on Rongqin My mind exploded:

"Wait...Xiao Min...how much did you just say?!"

Bank transactions have regulations. Withdrawals exceeding [-] must be made by phone in advance, and [-] is not a small sum. How could she not be impressed with such a large transaction? !If she remembers correctly, there is no transaction over ten thousand today!

"Sixty thousand?! What's wrong?!"

"The computer records match, that's right!"

Xiao Min and the manager sang together, but Rongqin suddenly seemed to be pushed into a hell beyond redemption. She snatched the receipt from Xiao Min's hand and counted the zeros on it carefully. She vaguely found the crux of the problem:

"No... don't need to check! I've already... thought... where did the fifty-four thousand for the business trip come from... Fifty-four thousand, I'm really going to kill me, manager... here... it seems to be... six thousand!"

Being struck by lightning in a panic, he staggered slightly, put down the receipt, and Rong Qin's hands and feet became cold.

"What?! How could you make such a low-level mistake?! Why don't you go to the monitor to confirm it? If it's true, call the customer to recover it! Could it be that the customer finds out...complains to the bank?! Points are still deducted Little things, you, what do I say about you—"

When he got up, the manager chirped and reprimanded him, and the next moment, the bank seemed to explode.

Staring blankly at the messy colleagues, despite constant scolding and bursts of encouragement, Rongqin's heart seemed to be injected with a warm current. He sat back in his seat and called up the customer information, then picked up the phone.

Half an hour later, the noisy office returned to tranquility, but it was lifeless as if it could not be evacuated. Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and Rongqin was even more mournful...

"Well...Rongqin, since the matter is already like this, don't be sad...There is still more than half a month before the quarterly inventory. I will try my best to suppress and delay this matter for you. You should find a way to get the money as soon as possible. Let's make it up... At most, the bonus is in vain, at least you can keep your job...Isn't it?!"