The daily life of American drama detective

"You, you, you like me?"

Because of the surge of adrenaline, Becca's heartbeat was rapid, and the blood rushed straight to the brain. His face was flushed, and he stammered to confirm, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth could not be controlled to rise.

Seeing that Chuck didn't speak, she seemed to be unable to speak a thousand words because her heart was beating too fast.

The meeting room fell completely silent.

Only the faint sound of Chuck flipping through the ledger.

Beka stared at Chuck blankly for a while, and the more she looked at Chuck, the more comfortable she felt. Before, she just thought that Detective Chuck was very famous and admirable, but his appearance was a bit too cold, making it difficult for people to get close to him.

But now it suddenly feels different.

"I'll be in the accounting department. If you need anything, just come to me." As Beka spoke, she rushed out of the conference room.

Chuck glanced at her, but said nothing.

Beka, who had left, couldn't wait to return to her desk, picked up her notebook and went out.

"Becca, I heard that the boss invited the famous detective Chuck, have you met?"

"That's right, the boss really pays attention to it. He actually thinks that you, an assistant accountant, can really find some great loopholes."

"When you become the boss of the accounting department in the future, you have to cover us."

Various taunting or joking voices came into Bekah's ears, so she could only squeeze out a smile to perfunctory, and kept leaving with her notebook.

After finding an unoccupied conference room, she opened her laptop, put on her headphones, and couldn't wait to send a message to her online friend. Then she logged into her arranging software and tried to express the inspiration in a melody. .

"Sigh, I have a new inspiration, so stay tuned."

Chuck in the meeting room raised his decorative glasses, and Anna's wrists vibrated to express happiness.

That's right!

The bosom friend Becca met online was Anna.

And by chance, the actress playing Becca is named Anna.

So there is nothing wrong with Chuck coming here this time for Anna.

In addition to playing chess and painting, Anna also likes music. When the four super geniuses Chuck, Dr. Reed, Peggy, and Layla play games like Dungeon and Dragon Warrior, Anna participates with background music. Performance.

And these background music and just-right BGM are all attributed to Beka.

Becca is really talented in arranging music, especially in the field of electronic music.

Therefore, she was valued by Anna, and she deliberately contacted her to become a bosom friend.

And since Anna valued her so much, every move in life naturally fell into Anna's eyes.

This time, Becca pointed out the company's financial loopholes in a ignorant and sinister manner, and immediately fell into Anna's eyes.

With Anna's intelligence and vision, as well as the super hacker resources she possesses, she can see through the problems at a glance, and has an accurate calculation of the possible dangers that this confidant netizen may encounter next.

Hence Chuck’s trip to Seattle.

As Chuck said, it was their arrangement that they liked.

It's a pity that Becca didn't pay attention to the key information.

The immersive time passed quickly. When Beca was repeatedly interrupted by the sound of colleagues walking around outside, she was shocked to realize that it was already lunch time.

She quickly put away her laptop, returned to the accounting department, took out the prepared lunch from the refrigerator, heated it in a hurry, and ran to the conference room.

"Dr. Wolf, it's noon. I brought lunch here. Do you want some?" Beka asked enthusiastically.

"No, I brought it myself." Chuck patted his backpack.

"You also like to bring your own lunch." Beka carried her own lunch box and continued to invite: "This is a conference room, so it's not convenient to have lunch. Let's go out and find a place?"

"Alright." Chuck glanced at her without refusing.

"Do you need your lunch heated? We have a microwave in the office," Becca asked.

"No need." Chuck walked ahead with his satchel, and Becca quickly followed.

The two walked out of the office building and went outside to the shade of the trees.

Becca sat down, then watched Chuck take out a wet paper towel and wipe the tiles of the flower bed over and over again, and suddenly clicked his tongue.

"Dr. Wolf, can I call you Chuck?" Becca asked after Chuck sat down.

"Okay." Chuck didn't refuse.

Although Becca is only small, fresh and cute, and her appearance and figure are barely up to the line, her talent for arrangement has been recognized by Anna, and this alone is enough to recommend her.

Therefore, Chuck would naturally not refuse to just change the title to something more friendly.

"Then I'll call you Chuck, and you can also call me Becca." Becca said happily: "You are the famous detective Chuck, why do you think of doing financial consulting?"

"I started out as an accountant."

Chuck explained: “Statistics from the Department of Labor show that this is one of the most promising careers, especially for someone like me who likes numbers rather than people, it’s the best career for money.

You don't need to deal with anyone, you have free working hours, and the people you serve are more willing to give money because of business needs.

It is easy to save the first pot of gold in life and achieve financial freedom. "

"That's because you are amazing." Beka admired: "How can ordinary people have such good luck, like us, it's not hard haha."

"Yes." Chuck nodded frankly.

"..." Becca found it very difficult to chat with him, and it was so easy to talk about the topic to death, so she hurried to make up for it by herself: "I like that sense of balance, such as finding out those unremarkable data, well, actually because This can make money to support myself, and you also know that my favorite is actually composing and painting."

"Nice hobby." Chuck gave her a look.

Anna treats her differently, just likes the same hobbies, and is quite talented.

"Yes, I think so too." Becca smiled brightly: "It's a pity that it is too difficult to turn a hobby into a job."

"It's not necessarily a good thing to be a hobby and a job." Chuck shook his head: "Either you are really talented, or you are lucky, and you can achieve basic financial freedom in a short time by relying on your talents and hobbies.

Otherwise, when you have to use hobbies to make money and pay rent for living as soon as you open your eyes, hobbies will soon become a kind of torture and burden. "

"Yes, that's it!" Becca nodded again and again, deeply convinced: "Back then, which of the sisters in our acapella choir didn't feel that they were standing in the center of the spotlight?

But after graduation, I left the a cappella choir and could no longer participate in various competitions in this capacity. It was too difficult to become popular as a career through singing.

During that time, we were trying to find the right job. Thinking about it now, I still feel sad.

Being rejected, ridiculed, from the center of the spotlight to nobody, the sense of disparity between world and earth, the change of mentality from self-confidence to inferiority, is simply too exhausting.

The unknown was originally full of expectations.

Then the unknown was full of fear and suffering.

Now even if I were given a chance to embark on this path of turning my hobby into a career, I would be afraid to try it.

This is also an important reason why I later became an accountant, such an unattainable profession, because my father is an accountant. In this line of work, there are people to guide, and the hard work and expectations are also controllable. "

Speaking of this, she seemed to think of her father, and kept talking: "He has a whole set of accounting tools, such as sales manuals for intangible assets, green goggles, and outdated pocket pen cases..."

"I also have a pocket pen holder." Chuck interrupted her and opened his suit, revealing the pen holder in the inner pocket.

"...Your ones are very good-looking, his ones are very old-fashioned, and yours are really good-looking." Becca never thought that Chuck would be like her father, so she could only make up for it quickly, forcing herself to say it again and again, and then felt a little guilty Quickly change the subject.

"In short, he persuaded me to enter the industry. Arts such as music and painting cannot help me pay off my student loans, but will make me bear heavier student loans.

My dad always said 'girl, art can't pay your bills'.

His aesthetic taste is closer to the 'dog playing poker' kind. "

"I like 'dogs playing poker'." Chuck interrupted again, and when Becca looked at him completely speechless, he explained: "Because dogs can't gamble, it's ridiculous. I've copied it many times."

"...Well, 'Dogs Play Poker' is pretty good, but it's a little, um, different." Beca didn't know what to say anymore.

She found that her taste in painting was far from Chuck's.

Chuck is just like her dad!
"Do you like electronic music?" Becca finally got her IQ back online. Thinking of what Chuck said earlier about liking her arrangement, she hurriedly stopped talking about her artistic taste in painting and why she chose to be an accountant.

"I like it very much." Chuck nodded.

It is he who likes it, not the predecessor.

Under the previous conditions, turning on the electronic music to the maximum level was just to train his own tolerance and let the electronic music cover up the sounds of pain during his training.

In his previous life, he had an impression of the electronic music in Journey to the West engraved in his DNA.

As soon as the electronic sound sounds, the DNA moves.

This is really not a joke.

Even without mentioning this, the classic electronic music BGM in the space elevator is also the most commonly used background BGM for him to train Monica and Rachel.

It burns to the point of exploding!

They say no one can beat me in my BGM.

Regardless of the need to mention the plot, a super-burning BGM sounded, which really made people excited, and it was very reasonable to improve the combat effectiveness.

"Really? It's great!" Becca almost burst into tears.

It's not easy!

Finally got to chat.

So she hurriedly chatted with Chuck about music and arrangement, and implicitly said that she had a new inspiration in the morning, so she could add a friend, and when the arrangement was finished, she could send it to him and ask him to give his opinion.

Although Chuck had her contact information, he didn't refuse.

After that, they continued chatting while eating their own lunch.

When lunch time was over and colleagues from the company returned one after another, she remembered the business and asked curiously: "Is it really useful for you to look through it like that this morning?"

You know, although she prefers art, she is actually very good at mathematics. She also joined the mathematics club in high school, and competed with other schools' mathematics clubs in quick calculation competitions, and she can mentally calculate those high-level arithmetic.

The level is very high, otherwise she would not have easily jumped to the accounting profession after being unable to take the path of art, and discovered the company's accounting tricks that no other colleagues had discovered.

But it would take several months for her to look through the books for a fiscal year, while Chuck needs to look at the full 15 years.

"Living Robotics' EBITDA was $10 1449 years ago, EBITDA 5719 years ago, revenue was higher, profit was lower, and there were no large capitalization expenditures during this period to drive down profits, raw materials and labor costs None skyrocketed.”

Chuck said: "Eight years ago, both revenue and profits increased, but they were not matched. Six years ago, five years ago, four years ago, and three years ago, the company was profitable, but there was an outflow of funds to Sri Lanka. Lovett Company.”

"Slovet Company?" Becca was shocked that Chuck had sorted out such a complicated account book in one morning, and when he heard a familiar term, he quickly answered.

"I signed those checks, and they were authorized by the financial director. This company assembles electronic accessories for the consumer products department."

"No." Chuck shook his head: "When you take a closer look at the books of the Slovete Company, you will find that the numbers are scribbled. Most people scribble random numbers with a pattern and cannot be completely random. These are loopholes."

"Why?" Becca couldn't understand.

"They are transferring funds to a shell company, but the profits are rising and continue to rise." Chuck said with a blank expression: "In the past two years, the related invoices with Slovete have skillfully declined."

"I don't understand." Becca looked confused.

"A very simple deception plan." Chuck explained: "At first he just wanted to use a shell company to evade taxes, but later he found that he could make more money by telling stories in the stock market, so he used this tax evasion shell company to operate. The operation of collecting profits to boost the stock price.

When my own money was transferred in and out, it created a false impression of continuous capital injection, and the stock price soared from $8 on the market to $75 within a year. "

"OMG!" Beca exclaimed: "This is financial fraud! You are talking about the financial director?"

As soon as she uttered the words, she knew that she had said something stupid. Apart from the boss of the company, how could such a thing be done by a mere chief financial officer.

"Do you think he will..." Beca's pretty face turned pale.

She found that what Chuck said about her being in danger, I'm afraid she wasn't just talking about it casually.

"Dr. Wolfe!"

At this moment, Chuck was invited to come over. The company owner's sister, Rita, came from outside and saw the two of them standing under the tree, frowning: "Is there any progress?"

She invited him here to check the accounts, not to have a romantic relationship.

"$6157 million." Chuck said a number directly: "There are still some odds."

Rita: "..."

It was not only because Chuck got the result so quickly, but also because the company was shocked that most of the small targets were stolen.

"Who is it? Give me a name!"

"Lama Blackburn." Chuck said the name straightforwardly.

"..."

Rita was again speechless in shock.

Ok!

Chamozi found the body.

ps. I am out, so there will be no update tomorrow night. Normal updates will resume the day after tomorrow.