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After figuring out the most important point, he stopped resisting and went to find the locker room with his head down.

The reason why I did this was mainly because I had a clear mind, not because the weak sister in front of me crushed a can of herbal tea with her bare hands.

She even rolled the herbal tea can into a ball. That thing was made of iron...

Young Master Jing's throat rolled and he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead calmly. Alia's voice came from behind him.

"Also, don't rush to leave after get off work today. Wait at the cafeteria entrance."

"Do you really have to kill me?" Young Master Jing gritted his teeth and turned back to question Alia: "I've already admitted defeat, what else do you want!"

"What?" Alia frowned. "Tonight we have porridge hotpot, only on Thursdays. You don't eat dinner?"

Young Master Jing was in a daze for a moment. When was the last time someone invited him to have dinner together?

"Oh..." His voice weakened, his shoulders drooped, and his aggressiveness decreased.

"Go change your clothes! Oh, oh you big-headed ghost!"

"……Oh."

045-How to use the brother you found

The work is very hard.

It's just like studying, it's counterintuitively hard and for no reason.

Young Master Jing put his cell phone aside, picked it up again, opened it and flipped through it unconsciously, then put it down again.

When he felt that a lot of time had passed, he looked up and found that only half an hour had passed.

A customer service lady came over and hesitantly gave him all the documents in her hand: "Um-Ai...Assistant?"

Is he an assistant? I always feel that this boy is unreliable.

Although he was sitting in the position of an assistant, he didn't look like he was working at all. He couldn't even be a rubber stamp.

"What's the matter?" Young Master Jing put down his phone and looked at the customer service lady.

"It's about after-sales approval. Customer service doesn't have such high authority..."

"How was it done in the past?"

"Usually it's Assistant Wang who reports it, or it's approved directly."

"Then let's follow the old rules." Young Master Jing didn't want to cause any more trouble, so he picked up the document and stamped and signed it without even looking at it.

In just a dozen seconds, a pile of documents was processed at the speed of light. I guess he didn't even look at the title carefully.

"...Oh." The customer service lady hid her contemptuous look. In a sense, this kind of cooperation was good for her as it avoided any arguments.

"Wait a minute!" Young Master Jing stopped her and said, "I want to ask you something."

"what?"

"How can I be fired from the company?"

"...Ah?" The customer service lady suspected that she had heard it wrong.

No way, I just asked you to sign a document and you want me to be fired from the company?

"I mean, what do you have to do to get fired from the company? Do you understand? Do something bad but not that bad."

Master Jing glanced at his watch as he spoke. The thing Alia gave him was like a pair of handcuffs. It was so hot...

The customer service lady thought for a moment and whispered uncertainly, "Does it count if I leave and come in on time?"

"...?"

Young Master Jing felt that there was something wrong with the other party. I asked you how you could be fired, and you told me to go to get off work and leave work on time. Do you think there is something wrong with me?

He glared at the other person, then slumped his shoulders. He really didn't have the energy to get angry, so he waved his hand feebly, "Go ahead."

Don't talk too loudly and provoke that guy, and then have to admit that it's your fault again.

He sat at his workstation in a daze for a while, took out his mobile phone to play a game, but unexpectedly a document appeared on his phone screen.

"Didn't I tell you to just follow the previous rules? Do you have any—"

He looked up unhappily, and then saw Arya's dangerous narrowed eyes.

"have what?"

“…There is a problem that needs my help.”

"Have."

"Well, how about you sit here?"

Young Master Jing thought for a moment, then stood up and made way for him. He even moved his stool in the other direction, and said, "I don't really understand this job, and I'm afraid I'll make a mistake."

"If you don't learn, you won't understand anything. Playing games during work hours gives your supervisor an excuse to deduct your salary? It's not your break time."

"He didn't dare."

"I dare--" Alia slammed the document on the table. Young Master Jing trembled all over and quickly stood at attention to listen to the lecture.

"Read these documents one by one. List any problems you have and sign them if they are ok. If they are not within your authority, go to Supervisor Wang."

Alia glanced at his phone, snorted, and turned away. If you didn't know, you would think she was the boss of the department.

But that's right, she is indeed the boss of the department, and the boss of all departments, so why did she have to go crazy and start from customer service...

Could it be that she wants to write an autobiography titled "After Becoming a Customer Service Assistant"?

Young Master Jing pouted in dissatisfaction and had no intention of playing games anymore. He picked up the documents, glanced at them, and prepared to throw them aside.

But he did learn something in college, even though he paid for the place. This little bit of knowledge made him frown subconsciously. He picked up the document again, and then realized that this was not a document that customer service should come into contact with, but the quarterly financial report of the consumer electronics department.

...There is a problem with this financial report.

The Ai Group is not a listed company, so there is no requirement to disclose its financial statements to the public. These data are often only used for internal statistics.

Young Master Jing was not surprised that Alia was able to obtain the core financial data of the group. After all, Lei Fan beside her was the chief accountant of the entire group.

But for this financial report, why do we have to make the book data so "beautiful and nice"?

He flipped through the pages for a while and found that someone must have used a very common method to move next year's profits, or even part of the expected profits, to this year. This resulted in the report looking extremely good with only the second quarter's audit.

But if you look into it more deeply, even Young Master Jing could see that there was a problem. With so many elites in the group, it is impossible for them to be blind.

He put down the document and subconsciously glanced at Alia's workstation. Was she trying to tell him that someone was trying to steal the group's resources and take advantage of it?

One can imagine how much room for maneuver there is in the 60 billion consumer electronics sector.

Young Master Jing originally didn't want to deal with these issues, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not a good idea.

This mouse, which is hiding somewhere and chewing on the electrical wires, is digging up the wealth of its future family. How can we turn a blind eye to it?

Straightening his sleeves, the Second Young Master Jing spread out the information, ready to carefully analyze the ins and outs of this matter. Although he knew that Alia was using him as a tool, just on this matter, he and the other party should have the same interests... probably.

Time always flies when you are serious. Perhaps it was because he had performed so poorly before that no customer service came to contact him again.

When he felt he had finished his work for a while, he looked at his watch and suddenly realized that it was almost time to get off work.

In addition to the original data on the desktop, there was another pile of files with messy notes, which reminded him of the days when he used to look up guides and take notes while playing games. At that time, he was still in elementary school and his mother was still his mother, not his stepmother.

...After a few seconds of silence, Young Master Jing let out a breath and casually sorted out the documents on the table.

Someone in the consumer electronics department was intentionally transferring assets. Although he couldn't understand this conclusion, it was the fact.

By continuously injecting capital into shell subsidiaries, delegating OEM orders and directly prepaying them to do purchasing on behalf of the company, that string of subsidiaries took away at least 1 billion yuan in profits from the consumer electronics department in just one quarter. Excluding the negligible costs, this can even be directly understood as stealing money from the left hand to the right hand.

There are only a handful of people in the entire consumer electronics sector who can do this.

But since Alia showed this to me, she must know who it is. My role is probably to understand this matter and not hold her back?

Young Master Jing, who really couldn't think of anything he could do and agreed with his own characterization of a pure waste, saw Alia coming to him again as the bell rang for him to get off work.

He was about to say something while holding the document, but Alia just took his phone from the table, looked at it, and then took off the cracked tempered glass.

"……What are you doing?"

"I have obsessive compulsive disorder. I feel uncomfortable when I see my phone is dirty."

Ailia took out the tempered glass she had just bought and began to demonstrate her century-old ancestral film-sticking skills. "The advantage of big cities is that they have everything. When you buy a tempered glass, there is intra-city express delivery, which is faster than takeout. Small cities are already very satisfied with the next-day delivery. I think we can upgrade the group's logistics and strive to have one or two distribution warehouses in each province. Of course, the most important thing is to operate it ourselves, which will cost money and increase costs..."

After easily putting on the new tempered glass, Alia weighed her phone and said, "You don't even have a case, why do you need a screen protector?"

"Playing games, there is an oleophobic layer." Young Master Jing responded dryly. He did not say that he once wanted to be a mobile game anchor.

Who would have thought that the dream of a super rich second-generation would be to become an anchor who can make money by playing mobile games?

This was really ridiculous. He was even prepared for Alia to mock him, just like his father said that he was wasting his time on pleasure.

It’s okay to find women, drink and go to bars, it’s okay to drive cars and ride yachts to show off, but it’s not okay to play games - he thinks his father is also quite sick.

"Oh." Alia threw the phone to him: "It is true that you need to replace the tempered glass regularly, but I still don't like rubbing the glass. I like the handle."

"You play games too?" Young Master Jing hurriedly picked up the phone, staring with a little disbelief.

In his opinion, Alia is the kind of person who looks young and cute, but is actually scheming, cunning, full of hatred, and a super ambitious person who is two-faced.

Shouldn't she have pasted her father's pictures all over the room, poked the portrait with darts every day, and endured hardships in order to take back the group that belonged to her?

"Isn't this nonsense? I can't play games?"

Alia, who had been playing games all day, rolled her eyes: "Don't let me catch you in a competitive game... Let's go and have dinner."

"……Oh."

"Come on, you're like a zombie all day long. You're 17 years old? If you don't know me, you'd think you're 27."

"Why does 27 look like a zombie?"

"Then why are you not as good as your senior year in college?"

"I didn't do my junior year. I did a one-year master's degree."

"Tsk - miscalculated." Alia looked at her newly bought watch and said, "Let's talk while we walk. Let's go to the cafeteria to grab a seat first."

"Oh...um, is there anything wrong with going to and from get off work on time?"

"What's wrong?"

"Why don't they leave?" Young Master Jing pointed to the office area.

In fact, the entire office area was still immersed in the busyness of work, only Alia's style was so incompatible with his.

"That's why I'm using you." Alia patted his shoulder comfortingly: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have thought of it."

“……” Young Master Jing had a bad feeling.

"Go, turn off the power." Alia patted his shoulder and pressed his hand, then turned him in one direction with one hand, which was as solid as a X-month Heavy Industry vise.

"what?"

"What are you talking about? You want to act so willful, domineering, cool and arrogant. What's wrong with pulling the power switch? I was expecting you to throw your shoes and curse at the mobilization meeting on Monday. Go - I know where the power switch is. Be careful. I'll teach you which one to pull..."

"???"

"Oh, and come on, stand up on this table."

"Do, do what?"

"You shouted at everyone, 'If you don't get out after get off work, you'll have to pay the electricity bill. Remember to be fierce and mean.'"

"not me--"

"Be good and shout it out so I can see you."

"No!"

"obedient--"

“Ahhhh——————”

046-Brother? Just a consumable

"So he yelled afterwards?"

Lei Fan raised his head and sized up Young Master Jing, seemingly thinking about how shocking the scene would be.