My world is all you

Chapter 567 Call for Help (6)

It was a cooperation project with Japan. The contract was handed over to Jing Haohao by Mr. Chen's secretary and asked Jing Haohao to fill in the amount and then print it out.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Mr. Chen and the company's top management formally signed the contract with the Japanese customer in the meeting room.

Through the glass window, the scenery can be seen well, Mr. Chen's face is full of spring, with a smile on his face.

At noon, Mr. Chen invited Japanese customers to the Four Seasons Hotel for dinner, and he came back at 03:30 in the afternoon. Maybe because he signed such a big contract, he was in a happy mood, drank a lot, and walked slightly wobbly.

After finishing this project, Jing Hao seemed a little leisurely, sitting on the seat, turning on the computer, and browsing the news on the web.

At four o'clock, the manager of the financial department hurried over and asked, "Where's Mr. Chen?"

"Mr. Chen is inside." Mr. Chen's secretary responded, stood up, walked to the office, and knocked on the door lightly: "Mr. Chen?"

There was no answer from inside. Mr. Chen's secretary opened the door and saw Mr. Chen leaning on the office chair with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

The secretary gently closed the door, turned around, and said to the manager of the financial department: "Mr. Chen drank too much at noon, and he has fallen asleep now. If there is anything wrong, I will tell you when Mr. Chen wakes up."

"What are you waiting for, something big has happened!" The manager of the financial department lost a sentence anxiously, walked forward, pushed open the door of Mr. Chen's office, and walked in without even closing the door: "Mr. There was a problem with the contract signed with Japan in the morning."

Mr. Chen fell into a drowsy sleep, opened his eyes, and looked at the manager of the financial department who was in a hurry, with a puzzled expression: "What's the matter, so anxious, please speak slowly."

While talking, Mr. Chen stood up, took a glass of water, and took a sip slowly.

"This morning, the contract we signed with Japan clearly pays 100 million yuan to the other party, but the amount written in the contract is 1000 million yuan."

Mr. Chen's leisurely attitude disappeared without a trace in an instant: "Are you sure you read it right?"

"No." The manager of the financial department handed the contract to Mr. Chen: "I counted it many times, and I'm sure there is an extra zero."

"Crack" Mr. Chen raised his hand, dropped the water glass in his hand to the ground, and almost woke up from the wine. He turned around and walked out of the office. Facing the secretary outside, he was furious: " Who is in charge of the contract signed with Japan this morning?"

Because the door was not closed, people outside had already heard the conversation inside clearly.

As soon as Mr. Chen's secretary heard Mr. Chen's words, he immediately stood up and said in a low voice, "I am in charge."

"How did you do it, you can't tell the difference between 100 million and 1000 million? Didn't you learn math well in elementary school?" Mr. Chen angrily smashed the contract in his hand on the secretary's desk, and because of anger, he walked around Turned around twice: "Do you have a brain, do you know how much trouble you have made for the company!"

Mr. Chen's secretary shrank from being scolded by Mr. Chen. She quickly picked up the contract and read it, and confirmed that the amount on it was 1000 million. Then she turned on her computer and found that in the email Mr. Chen sent to herself , the amount is 100 million.

Her complexion turned pale in an instant, she frowned, and after thinking about it carefully, she found that she had directly pushed the contract to Jing to do it properly. When she asked herself the exact amount, she took a quick look at it. Mr. Chen sent an email, and after counting the numbers, he answered 1000 million.

(End of this chapter)