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187 ok, lady boss

Early the next morning, Zhao Nianxia had just come out of the Eleventh house when she was rushed into the finance room by Wu Beihou.

Looking at the boss with messy hairstyle and a smell of smoke on his mouth, Zhao Nianxia wrapped her pajamas tightly in a vigilant way.

"How much money is currently available in the company's account?"

Without even thinking about Zhao Nianxia's psychology, Wu Bei asked anxiously.

"It's less than 200,000 yuan. If you collect the account outside, you can almost raise about 300,000 yuan!"

Zhao Nianxia's answers were as clear as his family.

“It’s a little less…”

Wu Bei shook his head in disappointment.

"Dear boss, from the opening of the business to today, it has been a total of 38 days. Even if there is a treasure pot, we can't make much money. Besides, our profits have always been very low!"

Zhao Nianxia rolled her eyes in disgust.

"Okay, take out the money for me, I'll be useful!"

Wu Bei took a deep breath and responded.

"Don't even think about it!"

Zhao Nianxia refused directly and reacted extremely strongly: "No matter what you are going to do, you can't touch a penny of the money in the current account. We need to turn over urgently and we have to deal with it. Today I made an appointment with an insurance company and prepared to buy an accident insurance for loaders and unloaders, which would cost a lot of money!"

"No, I'm really anxious!"

Wu Bei stressed that he scratched his head.

Zhao Nianxia's expression was calm and she shook her head again: "Even if you catch a fire, you will definitely not be able to give you money!"

"I am the boss, I order you..."

Wu Bei couldn't hold it anymore and roared arrogantly.

"I am a finance department. My employment contract was written very clearly at the beginning. I have the right to refuse your request!"

Zhao Nianxia's lips curled up and she shrugged slowly.

"What kind of employment contract, why don't I remember?"

"The contract was drafted by me myself, mixed in other documents and asked you to sign..."

"You are a scam!"

"Whatever you want, if you don't agree, you can sue me..."

The two instantly broke out in the first quarrel since they met.

Until Wu Bei slammed the door and left, Zhao Nianxia always maintained a sweet smile like spring breeze, and her eyes were filled with the glory of the winner "What can you do to me?"

Looking at the wooden door that was buzzing and buzzing, Zhao Nianxia alertly flipped out the drawer key from under the desk, took out a stack of documents, and murmured to herself: "There should be 330,000 yuan in income, if you leave the expenses out," said Zhao Nianxia.

In the office area, Luohu, Jia Xiao and Eleven all pricked their ears and listened to the two of them arguing.

Seeing Wu Bei coming out with a gloomy face, several people hurriedly pretended to wipe the table and sweep the floor.

"Stop pretending, Xiaoxiao will deliver food to Pengzi later, Luohu will collect the bill outside!"

Wu Beibailing and others saw Wang Shun's number.

This guy didn't come back all night, and I don't know how he got along with Zhou Guaizi and the others.

"Dingling..."

"My brother, I'm here!"

The ringtone of the cell phone came in from outside the courtyard with Wang Shun's rough voice.

"Iron Juice, what's your look like? Iraqi nostalgia?"

After glanced at Wang Shun, Jia Xiao immediately came over with a slut.

I don’t know where this guy made it last night. Not only did he say that the white T-shirt was dirty, but his back was torn one by one, his back was faintly visible, and there were two big holes in his knees and buttocks on his jeans, as if he was bitten by some wild beast.

"It's quite white!"

Luohu raised his hand and slapped Wang Shun on the butt and teased him.

"Get out of here."

Wang Shun's old face turned red and he explained with laughter and tears.

It turns out that he spent the rest of the night with a few old people last night. He planned to ask everyone to have a bath and have a good night. He took Zhou Guaizi and drank it, and insisted on yelling to "remember the past."

A group of people drove to the orchard in the suburbs and stole apples.

"Hahaha.."

"Brother's past is really exciting!"

A group of people laughed in an instant and leaned back and forth.

"Damn it, a big wolf dog that is more than one person tall is thrusting at me like crazy!"

Wang Shun covered his butt and cursed.

"By the way, can Zhou Guaizi get up to the tree with his legs?"

Wu Bei was almost pissed off.

"Shh!"

Wang Shun hurriedly gestured to "stop voice" and pointed outside the yard, lowered his voice and said, "They are all outside the door. Brother Deng said that he would take you to meet an old leader today and let me change my clothes quickly."

Wu Bei then remembered that Deng Can had indeed mentioned this before.

A few minutes later, Wu Bei and Wang Shun went out together, who had specially changed into suits.

"Dahuzi, I have collected the accounts today and I must pay them all!"

Zhao Nianxia suddenly walked out of the finance room and took a charming look at Luohu by relying on the door frame.

"But Wu said he wants to use money!"

Luohu pointed at Wu Bei and explained.

"I'm a finance department! You know, I really dare to go to court to sue you!"

Zhao Nianxia opened her red lips lightly, and her tone was unquestionable.

He glanced at Wu Bei, who had a long face, then looked at Zhao Nianxia, ​​and Luohu immediately saluted: "After all, life is important, good boss lady!"

"wipe!"

"Shut up!"

Wu Bei and Zhao Nianxia were blushed by his words at the same time. The former pulled Wang Shun and ran out the door, while the latter seemed to have to return to the finance office.

Outside the company door, a brand new white "Alpha" business car is very eye-catching.

Zhou Guaizi, Deng Can and Meng Le gathered together to chat with each other and laughed.

It was probably because of the hangover, the three old cannons had a little pale face and red bloodshot eyes were all hanging on them.

"Good car! Good license!"

Wu Bei glanced at the car first, then his eyes fixed on the license plate, with five pure numbers, which were quite domineering.

"It's the first time I've benefited from Brother Zhou's car."

Deng Can yawned and introduced it.

"Just just toys, I like to lend you two days to open them."

Zhou Guaizi grinned indifferently.

After a few greetings, everyone got on the bus one by one, and no one mentioned the conflict that broke out last night.

Wu Bei also realized that Zhou Guaizi's hard power must be not simple, otherwise Deng Can would not want to stick with him.

After spending time together, Wu Bei also felt Deng Can's character. In fact, Deng Can's mercy is even more powerful, Jinlong, and he is useless. He doesn't even have the interest to say a word.

The one who is responsible for driving today is Meng Le's boss Liu Zihua. Compared to Huang Zhuo's seriousness, Liu Zihua is actually more suitable for the driver.

I know when to tell a few dirty jokes to adjust the atmosphere, and when to shut up and keep silent.

"Brother Deng, where is Xiao Zhuo?"

Wu Bei tried the bottom intentionally or unintentionally.

"I don't know where I went to fool last night. I got a cold and had a little bit of it at home. I was able to do things every day without losing things."

Deng Can scolded him for being disappointed.
Chapter completed!
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