"Cao Shijie..."
Hong Kang's eyes suddenly became determined: "It seems that I need to go to [Changle Club] in person!"
"Haifeng, let's make some arrangements! Pick a few people to follow."
Yao Haifeng nodded and said, "Understood."
…
At this time, Cao Yanjun was presiding over the meeting in the Changle Club.
Sitting on both sides were people from my uncle's generation who had sacrificed their lives and shed blood for the [Changle Club] in the early years.
It's just that when these uncles glanced at Cao Yanjun with their peripheral vision, they didn't show much respect.
Cao Yanjun is looking through the ledger.
In this era, there were no computers and all accounting was done manually, so it was still very easy to make false accounts.
Therefore, every time you audit the accounts, you must have someone who understands both accounting auditing and various methods of falsifying accounts, in order to see the real tricks inside.
But since it is done by someone else, there is always the possibility of being bribed.
Moreover, Cao Yanjun remembered that Mr. Hong Kanghong told her that the financial and personnel power must be in her own hands.
For this reason, Cao Yanjun secretly followed several good accountants and studied hard for more than a year.
The plaque hanging behind her is not [Changle Club], but [Changle Group Co., Ltd.].
This reflects Cao Yanjun's long-cherished wish.
Slowly cleanse yourself and leave the world.
Today, Cao Yanjun is wearing a beige cheongsam, with short and slightly curly hair, and a smart look.
After reading the accounts, she combined some of her secret information channels and came to a conclusion.
When I saw those uncles again, their eyes showed a look of contempt and contempt.
Cao Yanjun had some calculations in his mind.
Stand up slowly, elegantly, dignified, generous and resolute.
Just looking at her temperament, she looks more like a strong woman in a shopping mall. No one would think that she would be the eldest sister of the club.
"We [Changle] have been able to develop rapidly in these years, not because we have many people, nor because we have a lot of money, but because each of us can trust each other."
When Cao Yanjun said this, he slowly walked around the conference table.
Some of those uncles closed their eyes and meditated, not looking at Cao Yanjun at all; some gently waved their paper fans and sipped tea;
Some were trimming their nails; others had a pipe in their mouths and smoked it.
Even Cao Shijie leaned on the back of the chair with his arms slung across his body.
"But, I discovered that someone actually embezzled public funds." Cao Yanjun's voice became colder.
"My father often said when he was alive: If a person has no faith, he will not be established." Cao Yanjun walked over to an uncle with a somewhat fierce face, tilted his head, "Do you remember? Uncle Xiong!! "
Cao Yanjun stared at the man named Uncle Xiong with a meaningful expression.
"Remember~~!"
Uncle Xiong deliberately lengthened his voice to appear careless.
"Back then, I followed your father to conquer the country..."
Uncle Xiong rolled up his right sleeve, revealing a hideous scar, like a centipede-shaped protrusion.
He pulled the collar again, and there was a scar covering almost half of his neck.
"With just these two scars, I have already stolen three territories for your father." When Uncle Xiong spoke, his eyes widened, and his disdain was not concealed.
"Haha!!" Uncle Xiong sneered, "I'll take a little more now, what's the problem??!"
This behavior was based on his seniority, relying on his elders and showing off, and he did not take Cao Yanjun, the head of the family, seriously at all.
Cao Yanjun first smiled softly: "No problem."
As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.
He grabbed the disappearing head with his right hand, exerted force on his back, and slammed it against the conference table.
"Crack!!"
Head table collision.
"ah!"
Uncle Xiong screamed in pain.
He was about to stand up and fight back.
Cao Yanjun's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he fired a dark force from his right hand, causing Uncle Xiong's body to freeze.
Then he picked up the abacus on the table and smashed it over without mercy.
"Uh...ah...!!"
Uncle Xiong only felt his eyes go dark, which meant that he didn't even know.
"Swipe lala..."
The bead fell to the ground.
"Ding ding dong dong...".
In this suddenly quiet conference room, it seemed particularly crisp.
Looking at Cao Yanjun's cold expression.
Several uncles, who were originally perfunctory, unknowingly stood up and sat up.
They don’t think this is called “cowardice”, it’s called those who understand current affairs are heroes! !
Cao Yanjun said calmly: "Even if you are the founding hero, it does not mean that you can not follow the rules."
Cao Yanjun said this to Uncle Xiong who had fainted, but those uncles always felt that she was criticizing Huai.
However, seeing Cao Yanjun's thunderbolt methods, these people did not dare to explode at this time.
"Send him home."
Cao Yanjun ordered his subordinates.
Then he sat back down in his seat.
Cao Yanjun looked around and said slowly: "Today, I have something important to discuss with you, about the future of [Changle]. I plan to transform our remaining underworld business, and within two years, we [Changle] Completely clean."
As soon as he said this, Cao Shijie's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something bad.
He looked at these uncles and signaled them to object quickly with his eyes! !
"Your decision will seriously affect our business!"
The speaker was an uncle wearing glasses, named Uncle Deng.
He seems to be a gentle man. He is the white paper fan of [Changle], but now he is basically in charge of finance and accounting.
"Yes, we have been involved in the underworld for decades, and we don't know how to be a white person."
The person who spoke didn’t mean to play devil’s advocate.
It was because they had no education or education when they were young that they joined the club.
Only by daring to fight and fight hard can we achieve our current status.
Which legitimate business today does not require professional knowledge? !
Another person echoed: "How can we make more money from trading than from smuggling?!"
Everyone looked reluctant.
Cao Yanjun analyzed for them: "I can't guarantee that I can make as much money doing Baidao business in the future as I do now. I can only guarantee one thing, that is, from now on, you will not be arrested and imprisoned, and you will not die on the edge of a knife."
These words touched the hearts of several uncles.
They are now older and can no longer fight and kill like they did when they were young. It is time to enjoy life.
And in the current environment, they cannot be allowed to do things like before.
Several uncles looked at each other, although they did not speak.
But my heart has actually been shaken.
What Cao Yanjun said just caught their weakness.
Especially Uncle Deng.
He has a daughter and a boyfriend who is a doctor.
He was too embarrassed to have people come to visit him.
Otherwise, when people ask, uncle, what do you do?
Are you telling others that you are doing something wrong? ! !
How can I say it out loud! !
Just because of this place, my daughter goes home less frequently.
"I disagree!"
Suddenly, an objectionable voice sounded from the corner.
Xun Sheng looked around and saw that it was Cao Shijie who was speaking.
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