Chapter 1372 Who Is There? (5)

"Yes, that's right, I kept the ledger, but now it has been burned by the fire." Fu Jin said here, a trace of sadness across his face.

It looks very sad.

It's hard to see a flaw.

Not only that, he also stretched out a chair, sat in front of Nian Xiaomu, and took the initiative to say.

"The vice president of the year may not know that this was not the case in our factory. When the owner was here, the factory was very lively and the business was very good. Several people are too busy, but now ... "

Fu Jin sighed, her eyes darkened.

In just three years, everything has changed.

"So, do you remember the previous account?" Nian Xiaomu asked tentatively, looking forward in his eyes.

After all, Director Hong is not financial. Even if he records some accounts, he certainly doesn't remember as much as professional finance such as Fu Jin.

"Of course, the accounts in the factory are all exported by my hands. I dare not say far, but I still have 70% to 80% of the accounts in this little half year!"

The employees of the Mohs Group, if they don't have a little skill, can't pick a big deal alone.

The reason why Fu Jin was able to stay in office was because he was sensitive to numbers and had never done anything wrong with his accounts.

In this regard, the director of factory Hong and Nian Xiaomu mentioned it.

Now hearing Fu Jin say this, Nian Xiaomu relieved some doubts.

Get a pen and paper from the table, and let Fu Jin write down everything he remembers.

When he passed the pen to him, he discovered that Fu Jin's left hand was injured.

"It's okay, minor injuries. The day I came back, the factory fire happened. When I arrived, the finance office was already burning. I was worried about the important documents inside. I was anxious to extinguish the fire and burned accidentally.

Fu Jin paused for a moment, with a mist in his eyes, grinning bitterly.

"I'm not afraid of telling you a joke. I entered the Mohs Group as soon as I graduated, and then I was sent to a clothing factory. I have been here for so many years. Now. "

"..."

The tragedy that day, Nian Xiaomu still vividly remember.

How many workers in the factory burned themselves because of the rush to catch fire, Nian Xiaomu felt sour when she remembered.

Seeing Fu Jin's injured left hand again, his doubts about him were completely eliminated.

"Fujin, let me tell you the truth, the books in the factory are very important to me, so I hope you can help me remember as much as possible, especially in the past three years, every large transaction you deal with."

"I understand, you can rest assured, I remember!" Fu Jin said, taking the pen in her hand and lowering her head, she began to recall.

The lounge is quiet.

Only two of them ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Fu Jin was re-doing his account. Nian Xiaomu didn't bother him, simply stood up and walked nearby to see if there would be any new discoveries.

But she walked through the rest room, nothing.

But it was remembered that Fu Jin had been lying on the table for a long time. She took a bottle of mineral water from the side and walked forward to him.

"Take a break and write later."

"I'm almost done ..." Fu Jin responded subconsciously, reaching out to pick up her water, extending his left hand, remembering that he had a hand injury, and changed to a right hand.

"I help you unscrew the bottle cap." Nian Xiaomu retracted the mineral water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to him.

Fu Jin had written the last number and looked up excitedly.

"It's all written!"

(End of this chapter)