The accounts of the labor union have always been managed by Huaqiang.

When Zhang San went to take over today, everyone was stupid.

"Brother Qiang, what's the matter with your book, why does it cost 10,000 yuan to buy a glove?"

Zhang San pointed at the data on the book with a veiled face, and asked Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang turned his eyes to the side and said with a haha.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhang, how do I know about this kind of thing?"

"How could you not know that you are the accountant?"

Zhang San picked up another bill and pointed to the fact that he had eaten dumplings.

Then look at the amount at the back, five thousand Maple Leaf Coins.

"What kind of dumplings can cost 5,000 Maple Leaf Coins!"

Zhang San flipped through the ledger at the back again, and it was almost outrageous one by one.

Thirty Maple Leaf Coins were paid for wages.

It cost five Maple Leaf Coins to buy clothes.

It cost 20,000 Maple Leaf Coins to buy vegetables.

Huaqiang's bill was simply wrong.

"How much money do we have in our account now?"

Zhang San looked at Hua Qiang and asked.

"Let me see."

Hua Qiang opened the safe on one side and counted carefully.

"There are still 105,231 Maple Leaf Coins."

Hearing Hua Qiang's answer, Zhang San finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that there is money in the account, the account book will start recording again.

"Brother Qiang, tell me honestly, how did you remember the account before?"

Zhang San's eyes were full of resentment, looking at Hua Qiang.

Hua Qiang looked at Zhang San's eyes, touched the back of his head awkwardly, and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, little San, I was an accident before, an accident."

"From now on, this room will be handed over to you, bye."

After Hua Qiang finished speaking, the whole person immediately fled away.

Zhang San looked at the house full of bills and sighed helplessly.

It seems that I can only take care of myself slowly.

The day passed quickly, and Zhang San worked hard in his house for a full day.

Finally, all the chaotic bills and other bills in Huaqiang's management were sorted out.

When Zhang San stepped out of the door again and breathed the fresh air.

The whole person feels refreshed.

In the distance, Lin Mo's tall and straight figure came over and smiled faintly after seeing Zhang San.

"How do you feel about work today?"

"Very fulfilling."

This is the only one that Zhang San can use positive words to evaluate in his mind.

"Hoho, let's go, the meal is ready."

Looking at Zhang San's appearance, a smile appeared on Lin Mo's face.

He said something to Zhang San softly, then turned and walked towards the long queue not far away.

Zhang San sighed slightly, and followed the team over there.

People are iron rice and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be very hungry.

...

West Pier.

It was already dusk now.

Gone are the busy scenes on the pier during the day, replaced by murderous formations.

All the people in the West Wharf were all wearing vests at the moment, carrying all kinds of short soldiers in their hands.

He carries hot weapons of different styles on his waist or behind his back.

They stood neatly on the pier, each of them looking straight ahead, one-eyed in a black coat, standing in front of the crowd.

"Everyone, according to the information from the informant, the guys at the North Pier actually dare to form a trade union."

"It's just that we don't care about our evil union."

"What do you think we should do?"

One-eyed hoarse and heavy voice sounded, and then looked at the members standing in front.

"Kill the North Pier!"

"Kill the North Pier!"

"Let those arrogant guys know that not everyone can set up a trade union!"

"President, let's kill it!"

Looking at the roaring atmosphere below, One Eye nodded with satisfaction.

Only such a tool is a good tool.

"Okay, kill the North Pier!" JrNovels.com