“Yes, that’s right, I kept all the books, only now they’ve all been lost to the fire.” A trace of sadness swept over Fujin’s face as he spoke.
It looked, well, heartbroken.
Rather, one could not see the slightest flaw.
Not only that, he also reached out and pulled over a chair, sat down in front of Nian Xiaomu and took the initiative to say.
“Vice President Nian may not know, our factory was not like this before, when the old family head was there, the factory was very lively, business was particularly good, the products that went out of our factory were very popular, the income was abundant, at that time, not only one of my finance, several people were too busy, but now …… ”
Fu Jin sighed and his eyes became bleak.
In just three years, everything has changed.
“So, you remember the old accounts?” Nian Xiaomu asked tentatively, with anticipation in his eyes.
After all, Factory Manager Hong was not a financial person, and even if he could keep some accounts, he certainly did not remember as much as a professional financial person like Fu Jin.
“Of course, the accounts in the factory all went out through my hands, I dare not say far away, but I still have a 70% to 80% impression of the accounts for this little half year!”
Mo’s Group’s employees, if they don’t have a little bit of ability, there is no way to pick the big one alone.
The reason why Fu Jin could stay in his job was because he was sensitive to numbers and the accounts he handled, never made any mistakes.
This was something that Factory Manager Hong had mentioned to Nian Xiaomu.
Now that she heard Fu Jin say so, Nian Xiaomu’s doubts were dispelled.
He found a pen and paper from the table and asked Fu Jin to write down everything he remembered.
When he handed him the pen, he realised that Fu Jin’s left hand had been injured.
“It’s nothing, a small injury, the day I came back, there happened to be a fire in the factory, when I arrived, the finance room was already burning, I was worried about the important documents inside and rushed to put out the fire, I accidentally burned it.”
Fujin paused, a mist rose in his eyes and he said with a bitter smile.
“I’m not afraid to tell you a joke, I joined the Mo Group as soon as I graduated and was later sent to the garment factory, I’ve been here for so many years, I have a deep affection for this place, I’ve almost made it my home.”
“……”
The tragic situation that day was still vivid in Nian Xiaomu’s mind.
How many workers in the factory had burned themselves because they were in a hurry to put out the fire, and Nian Xiaomu’s heart still sank when she thought about it.
When she saw Fu Jin’s injured left hand, the doubts she had about him were completely dispelled.
“Fu Jin, I’ll be honest with you, the factory’s books are very important to me, so I want you to help me recall as much as you can, especially every large amount of transactions you have handled in these three years.”
“I understand, don’t worry, I remember it all!” Fujin said, taking the pen from her hand, and with his head down, he began to recall.
The lounge was quiet.
It was just the two of them.
Fujin was redoing his accounts and Nian Xiaomu could not afford to disturb him, so he simply stood up and walked around the area to see if he would find anything new.
But she wandered through the whole lounge and there was nothing.
Instead, she remembered that Fu Jin had been writing on his desk for a long time, so she took a bottle of mineral water from the side and handed it to him.
“Take a break and write later.”
“I’m almost done writing ……,” Fujin subconsciously responded, reaching out to take her water, reaching out with his left hand, remembering that he had an injury on his hand, and switching to his right.
“I’ll help you screw the cap on the bottle.” Nian Xiaomu took the mineral water back, unscrewed the cap and handed it to him.
Fujin had already written down the last number and looked up excitedly.
“It’s all written!”
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