The daily life of American drama detective

"You know what you're talking about?" Rita stared at Chuck sharply, as if she wanted to use this method to make Chuck retract her statement.

At this moment, without Chuck explaining why her brother did what she did, she already understood what a stupid thing she had done.

"I know, and you know too." Chuck had no intention of coddling her, even if she was his employer.

After he was so famous and knew that he was not a pure accountant, she still dared to ask him to check the accounts. If she didn't know what this meant, then it was none of his business.

"..." Rita was speechless. Seeing that Chuck could not be overwhelmed by coercion, she subconsciously glanced at the shivering Becca, and reminded Chuck: "You signed a non-disclosure agreement."

"I know." Chuck remained calm.

The reason why he came here was for Anna, to ensure the safety of Anna's favorite arranger Beka. This was the only purpose.

As for how Rita her brother's financial operations were conducted, he didn't care at all.

This kind of fraudulent financial practice is so common in the United States that it is impossible to control it even if you want to.

Otherwise, he should have been the first to expose Caroline's father's Ponzi scheme and make the bankrupt sisters a reality.

Of course, even if the Ponzi scheme was not exposed and Carolyn's family went bankrupt, the miracle of fate, under the bond of Chuck, still made the bankrupt sisters go hand in hand and form a pair.

"You..." Seeing that Chuck was so professional, Rita's expression eased, and then she looked at the fuse of this serious accident, her expression becoming cloudy and uncertain again.

Becca didn't sign such a strict confidentiality agreement.

Moreover, this is a serious crime, and the non-disclosure agreement has no effect.

"I don't know anything, and I won't say anything." Beca quickly swore.

She was really scared.

She has heard such confidential information, and seeing the expression on her boss's boss's boss who originally looked at her differently, can she not be afraid?

She doesn't want to be killed.

"You're right." Chuck said.

"What do you mean? Are you mocking me?" Rita shifted her gaze from Becca to Chuck with an unfriendly expression.

If she didn't know that her elder brother did it, then she asked the detective Chuck to check the accounts, and it succeeded, then she was indeed doing the right thing.

But now that Chuck said this, he was either mocking her for cheating her brother, or mocking her for sending her brother to jail in order to fight for power and gain.

No matter which one, she couldn't accept it.

"I'll tell the truth." Chuck said bluntly: "Imagine that you hired another accountant instead of me. With your brother's accounting skills, there is still a risk of being found out. What do you think will happen at that time? "

"...you continue talking." Rita's heart moved.

"Development is very simple." Chuck said with a blank face: "You should have suspected your chief financial officer at first, so when the accountant you hired found out that there was a problem with the accounts, in order to let this matter stop here , your elder brother Rama will send someone to ask the chief financial officer to commit suicide.

When the chief financial officer, like countless accountants, commits suicide by taking the blame, he will come forward with a sad face, settle the expenses, and then cancel the debt on the grounds that no matter what the other party has done, because the relationship between each other will no longer be pursued as an excuse, Let the accountant stay where he should be cool!

That's pretty much the end of the matter.

But you will also be marked in his heart, and you will be slowly removed from the core management from then on.

And if you still have doubts, or the accountant you hired has obsessive-compulsive disorder and insists on continuing to investigate, or if he is worried about Becca who found out the problem before, then he will take further actions.

It is still a traditional American art, please commit suicide!

Only in this way can the hidden danger be completely eliminated.

So no matter what the outcome is, when you notice problems with the company's accounts and speak out, the result will be unacceptable to you.

And asking me to come over to check the accounts is definitely the smartest and most correct choice you have ever made in your life. "

"Why?" Rita looked ugly after hearing Chuck's analysis.

As Chuck said, the results of these two directions are not the results she is willing to accept.

"Because you can convey my words to your brother." Chuck said frankly: "Before he goes to hire the killer, persuade him to give up this idea, otherwise the result will definitely not develop as he imagined, and it will only get worse. It's getting worse and worse, ranging from sitting in jail, to committing suicide due to depression, because of my work efficiency, I have enough time now, and he has plenty of time to think about it."

"..." Rita was speechless.

Although she didn't like Chuck's honesty, she still believed in Chuck's ability. After thinking about it, she found it very reasonable. She took a deep look at Chuck and turned to find her elder brother.

Rama's office.

As the big boss of the company, he is still self-made, has no children, doesn't like money, and only treats the company's business as a child's bald old white man. Standing in front of the French windows of a high-rise building, overlooking the cityscape of Seattle, his expression is inexplicable.

His sister's sudden attack caught him off guard.

Before he figured out what to do, he could only try his best to avoid his suspicions and pretend to be happy and cooperative.

But in his heart, he was filled with resentment and murderous intent towards this stupid sister.

As a self-made hero, the enemy is not scary.

Over the years, he has encountered too many enemies, and now it is he who stands here overlooking the city, not those enemies.

But despite all his calculations, he never expected that his sister, who had always been smart and capable, would do such a stupid thing to deceive his brother.

Maybe he had good intentions, but what he did was not human affairs!

This is the horror of the people around you.

And now he has to go to great lengths to wipe this ass.

Fortunately, there is still time.

Detective Chuck has only been here for half a day. With their company's complicated accounts, even Detective Chuck needs a lot of time to sort out and draw conclusions.

So just make it up as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, he calmed down, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

In the past few years, he has long understood the deepest path of business war. This is also the fundamental reason why he is standing here now, but the enemy is nowhere to be found.

Those enemies think that the high-end business war is a collision of intelligence in the chatter and laughter, but the real high-end business war is often in the most unpretentious way.

Poisoning, accidental car accidents, psychotic shooters, suicides, and other assassinations are all expected to eliminate the opponent from the physical level.

Even if the opponent no longer exists, is there a second outcome to the business war created by the opponent?

It is precisely because he was the first to understand this core business war path that he was able to rise to where he is today.

Therefore, when problems arise again, he will naturally follow the path to success, contact his acquaintances and helpers again, and prepare for another exciting business battle!

A phone call and a simple conversation solved most of the problem. In a good mood, he took out the thick book from the bookshelf, flipped through the American-style photo albums in it, and started flipping signs to sponsor These impoverished female college students who can't afford to go to college.

He really doesn't care about money, but he cares about the enjoyment that money can bring him.

Rights, beauty, charity, none of them can be missing.

"Rama!"

At this time there was a knock on the office, and his sister Rita opened the door and walked in without waiting for him to speak.

"Rita, what's the matter?" Lamar closed the list of charitable sponsors and frowned at his sister who had been sentenced to death.

Rita glanced at what her brother was reading, and she was not surprised because there was a similar book on the bookshelf in her office.

That's right!

As the younger sister of the philanthropist Rama, she also likes to do charity, especially for those impoverished college students who have high student loans, have learned nothing in college, and will not be able to repay their student loans for the rest of their lives, but have a good skin , She has always been very soft-hearted, she can't see this, she has to subsidize one every day to be happy.

Sometimes more than one.

"I was wrong." Rita didn't notice anything at first, but after Chuck's reminder, now looking at her brother's reaction, she immediately noticed that her brother's mood was not right, and quickly admitted his mistake.

"What did you do wrong?" Rama said calmly.

"I shouldn't have invited Detective Chuck over here." Rita admitted her mistake sincerely: "But if you had told me in advance, I wouldn't have done it. It's too late to say this now. Fortunately, everything is still too late. He has signed a confidentiality agreement, and he doesn't seem to intend to take care of our company's affairs."

"What do you mean?" Rama looked shocked, shocked by the information revealed in his sister's words.

"I know everything." Rita shuddered in her heart, but still gritted her teeth and confessed: "Detective Chuck is worthy of being Detective Chuck. It took only one morning to check our company's account books. I know why our company's stock price has risen so fast...Brother, I am your own sister. No matter what happens, I will stand by your side. You should remind me as soon as something happens. You won’t be looking for someone to check the accounts!”

"How is this possible!" Rama's face was extremely ugly.

"Are you saying it's impossible to tell me, or that it's impossible to find out?" Rita smiled bitterly.

"How did he find out the problem from such complicated account books in one morning?" Rama glanced at his sister and said with a gloomy expression, "Even if we hire a specialized accounting firm, a team of so many people would require at least half a It will take months to completely sort it out.”

"This is Detective Chuck!" Rita said helplessly: "At first I suspected that someone else stole our money, so of course I would look for the best one, but it turned out that he was indeed the best one. Not only did he find out what the problem was, but he also gave me an accurate number."

Seeing the ferocious and murderous look on Rama's face, Rita's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly reminded: "This is the end, it's useless to think too much, it's not necessarily a bad thing to find him."

"Then I still have to thank you?" Rama looked at his sister indifferently.

"If you had told me the truth from the beginning, even if it was just a hint and a reminder, you would not have the kind of thing you are today." Rita felt the personal threat, and she no longer concealed it: "But the matter is over, find out what happened to you." Detective Chuck is definitely better than finding someone else, because this person is Detective Chuck, so you don't get caught in the deep end."

With that, he spoke out Chuck's reminder.

"..." Rama was speechless. He became more and more afraid of Chuck, and his desire to get rid of Chuck, Becca, and everyone who knew about it became stronger and stronger.

As a true benefactor, he really doesn't want anyone to see through his true nature.

But coexisting with this strong killing intent is a strong fear.

Detective Chuck not only figured out such a complicated matter in just half a day, but also deduced the future, predicted his thoughts, and warned him in advance. He had never encountered such an enemy before.

Can he really succeed again this time by relying on the mature and successful business path of the past?
While Rama and Rita brother and sister were talking, Beca was also nervously chatting with Chuck. Of course, it was not the kind of flirting that Chuck said he liked her at first, but out of fear for her own safety. I want to chat with Chuck to find a sense of security.

"Chuck, what do you think the boss will do? He doesn't really want to..." Beca said, touching her neck.

"9 points," Chuck said bluntly.

"A perfect score of [-]?" Becca looked at him expectantly, and after he shook his head, he said bitterly, "Then what should I do?"

"Inspiration?" Chuck looked at her.

"What?" Beca was stunned.

At such a time, she still only cares about whether she has the inspiration to arrange music in this stimulating state?
what a man!
She realized in an instant that what Chuck said was not the abridged version of "I like you" but the real "We like your arrangement".

Co-author: She was just thinking about beautiful things!
"No?" Chuck said bluntly: "That's a pity. Electronic music is more inspired when it's exciting. In this case, after this incident, change your job. Such an exciting job as an accountant is not suitable for you."

"I don't know if I can live now, how can I think about electronic music arrangements!" Becca said a little madly.

"Why can't you live?" Chuck said blankly: "You only need to care about the inspiration and the tune. With me, you can't die!"

"..." Although Beca didn't like that Chuck still put inspiration and tunes as the first priority, she was still infected by the confidence and calmness in Chuck's words. Most of her fears and worries dissipated, and she suppressed them for a while. Thinking about what to do next, he complained: "What will I do if I don't become an accountant?"

"Whatever you want." Chuck raised his decorative glasses: "As long as it gives you better inspiration and doesn't forget to arrange the music."

Originally, he thought that such an exciting job as an accountant would better inspire Becca to create better tunes.

After all, music is different from science fiction. It needs more emotional perception rather than intellectual fantasy.

But now it seems that Liu understands better. Only a job where you can fish, have no worries about food and clothing, and have enough time, can you create better.

After this incident, I helped Becca to find such a job casually. On the premise of not breaking away from work and life, I have enough time to create art. I believe that there will always be a moment when artistic inspiration blows out.

As for the high-end physics business battle that Rama will most likely conduct, he really only cares about whether he can provide Becca with any trace of creative inspiration.

The rest is nothing.

It is more ruthless, and the opponent is not as good as the Qatar Group.

To be more insidious, the other party is not as good as those who are free.

He is just a tycoon. Do you really think that by bragging a few words that you are different from the capitalists who only care about making money?