"Mr. Wen, you are back, I heard that there are a lot of troubles in this company, all of which are thorns that are difficult to solve, and they are all leftover from the former company boss." When the workers saw the writer, they began to complain.

"What the hell is the trouble, tell me about it." Wenhao also knew that taking over this company would definitely cause trouble, but it was too late, and he had invested so much money.

"The person in charge of this land said that he had to pay a management fee of 50,000 yuan, otherwise the company would be sealed, and the person in charge of taxes would also have to pay 30,000 yuan, I don't know what kind of money it is, if it is not paid, it is estimated that the account will be closed." The worker briefly introduced the writer to the writer.

"I'll drop it, no wonder the boss is in a hurry to sell the company, this is a bottomless pit!" When Wenhao heard the news, his head buzzed, and he immediately called the former boss of the company to communicate.

"What kind of company are you! How can a bunch of debt collectors, if they continue like this, my company will lose in their hands sooner or later. ”

"The people under the jurisdiction here are a little darker, but there is no way, if you don't give them to them, the consequences are unimaginable, I don't have any money in my hand now, you can take the money to settle it first, otherwise the company will not be able to run in the future." The former boss hurriedly found a reason to shirk responsibility.

"That's 80,000 at once! Isn't that drinking my blood?" The writer put down the phone sullenly, he had to find someone to solve the problem!

In fact, there are too many problems left by this company, and many little ghosts need to be dealt with, especially after the writer took over, they all thought that if they could buy such a large venue, they must be a rich man, and they all wanted to extort a sum of money.

The writer asked the accountant behind his back, "What the hell is going on here." ”

"You have to give money every New Year's holiday, and you have to make a foundation of at least 10,000 yuan, and the former boss doesn't have the strength to operate at all, so he resells it to you." The accountant felt that the writer was more wronged, so he told the truth.

"After that year, these ghosts alone got a lot of money!" Wenhao asked again.

"That is, if you don't take care of these people, in this area, the company can't run at all, especially if you are still new to the company, no one knows anyone, and you have to slowly get along with them."

Writers are pure intellectuals, and those people are just some ruffians, who use the power in their hands to squeeze the hard-earned money of the common people, and it is really difficult to have a good relationship with them.

When Lin Han returned home, he didn't eat, he fell asleep, since he followed Wenhao to do engineering, his closest thing was this bed, and he always felt that he didn't get enough sleep.

Xinyi deliberately went to the supermarket and bought a bunch of food, but the refrigerator couldn't be empty!

After a busy meal, Xinyi sat on the sofa leisurely and asked Junpeng interestingly. "Son, how do you feel about this trip?"

"The CEO of Feiyue Company, the hospitality is too luxurious, and the vice president of Haocheng Company is too shabby, I don't understand, why is there such a big gap in life!" Junpeng asked as he frowned.

"It's a person's thoughts and lifestyle, and it's also related to one's own strength and thoughts." Xinyi can only explain it like this.

"Ordinary people can't become the CEO of Feiyue Company, but they can't be like the vice president, I feel really wronged and aggrieved, and I have a bit of the charm of life." Junpeng feels that the vice president's lifestyle is really incomprehensible.

"You know, the vice president is highly educated!" Wenhao heard the conversation between Xinyi and her mother, and also interjected.

Wenhao rarely mentions in front of Xinyi, what are the academic qualifications of those people, as well as some graduate schools, he pays more attention to the strength of other companies, and how much money he makes, and in terms of education, it seems that he only inadvertently mentioned the two CEOs of Haocheng Company, and Xinyi is completely unknown to others.

"Huh...... That's stupid. Junpeng said with a smile.

Wenhao didn't tell Xinyi about the things he encountered in the company, but he was only a little uneasy occasionally.

"Why aren't you happy at all, what the hell is going on?" Xinyi saw Wenhao's somewhat sullen appearance, and knew that there must be something to hide from her.

"It's nothing, it's just that there are people in the company who need to be touched." Wenhao didn't say much about the bandits asking for money, he was afraid that Xinyi would be worried and afraid, some people were underworld after all, and he couldn't afford to provoke them.

When I didn't buy a venue, the boss of the former company always gave gifts to Wenhao frequently, a sea cucumber for a while, and expensive cigarettes, wine and tea for a while.

The writer has something in his heart, often can't sleep at night, sometimes wakes up at one o'clock in the middle of the night, sometimes three o'clock in the morning, these things overwhelm him.

Seeing that the Spring Festival is coming, those bandits and bullies are even more arrogant in asking for money, and the former boss is also helpless, he knows it, knows that the water is relatively deep, and he has also suffered from it over the years, if he doesn't take the money to settle it, he will die if he doesn't get it right, and the money from selling the venue, Wenhao only gave him a small part, so he also tried his best to maintain it, and couldn't stand idly by.

The writer has confessed to his former boss many times that he doesn't want to buy this land, and can he pay for it in the form of rent.

The former boss disagreed, in order to sell this venue, how many traps did he design with good intentions to make the writer take the bait, how could he let go so easily.

"And what about all this money? I don't think this can be delayed. The writer was forced to have no choice, so he came to his former boss for help.

"The 80,000 yuan, you can pay it first! Let's take it slowly. "The former boss is better than a monkey, sleek like an old fox, Wenhao's noodle dish is his opponent!

The former boss also privately approached those bandits and bullies and told them that they should try to have a better attitude when they receive money this time, so that they can get more benefits in the future.

The new boss has potential, if he is pressed, if he doesn't buy this venue, no one will get a penny of benefits, and the only way to delay the army is to stabilize, and those bandits and bullies also feel that the former boss is very reasonable, and promised to give the money this time, and no longer entangle with the writer for the time being.

In the name of buying materials, the writer asked Xinyi to write a check for 80,000 yuan, which can be regarded as temporarily stabilizing the bandits and bullies.

The former boss also deliberately found Wenhao and told him that everything was settled, and he would never find a reason to steal the money of the branch in the future, and also reassured Wenhao that the company had great potential and worked hard.

Wenhao believes that it is true, if 80,000 yuan can put those bandits and bullies in order, it is also worth it, listening to the former boss say this, Wenhao is also very happy, and he will not think about this matter for the time being.

After the 80,000 yuan was withdrawn, Xinyi's account was also empty, opening a company is like this, how many tens of thousands of this contract, how many tens of thousands of that contract, but if the payment is not timely, you have to pay it yourself, and now the profit is also low, except for some necessary expenses, you really can't see cash.

"Coming to the Spring Festival, I thought that 80,000 yuan was enough for the New Year, but now I have become poor, and I can't even take out 5,000 yuan." Xinyi is worried about how to spend this Spring Festival.

"In the next few days, I will discuss with the CEO of Feiyue Company to see if I can pay some more." Wenhao is also in the same hurry, let alone 5,000, even if it is 50,000 yuan, it may not be enough for the Spring Festival consumption.

There is still a week before the Spring Festival, and Wenhao cheekily called the CEO of Feiyue Company.

"Hello boss, I've been very tight on funds recently, see if you can make some money for me properly to solve my urgent needs, otherwise this Spring Festival won't be able to pass."

"Ahh How the mountains and rivers are exhausted! I also had that kind of time, and I usually got through it with patience, but this Spring Festival, it takes a lot of money, and I want to find a way. "The CEO of Feiyue Company is still very refreshing.

"Thank you boss for your understanding, it's so understanding, I'm waiting for your good news."

The CEO of Feiyue Company still has some bills of exchange in his hand, which need to be exchanged for cash after the year to pay the merchants, and there is not much cash in the account, and he has to repay some bank loans.

"Wengong, do you see that it's okay, I have some money orders in my hand, if I exchange cash, I will have to wait for the next year, but if I pay you, I'm afraid you are in a hurry to exchange, and you will lose some, and I don't have much cash in my account, how about giving you a bill of exchange?"

The writer hesitated slightly, if this bill of exchange is exchanged in a hurry, he will have to lose at least two percent of the cash, but if he doesn't want the bill of exchange, I'm afraid he will really have to stay at home this Spring Festival.

Ah! There is really no choice but to accept the bill of exchange, and the loss will be lost!

"That's okay, you can send me the bill of exchange in the next few days, and mix it up with the Spring Festival first."

"Well, I'll enter the bill of exchange at face value."

If the bill of exchange is not exchanged in advance, there is no loss at all, and the writer is also in a hurry to use the money, so he can only lose some expenses.

Three days later, the money order arrived, and the writer opened the courier to see that it was a denomination of two million, and he took the money order and went to Xinyi happily. "Wife, this time I have money for the Spring Festival."

Xinyi really hadn't seen this commercial draft, she held it in her hand and saw that it clearly read two million. "How do you spend this money?"

"Haven't you seen a money order? You'll have to find someone to exchange it for cash. "Wenhao doesn't know much either, he just knows that he has to find someone to exchange cash.

"Hey! It's so troublesome, who do you have to look for! There are still a few days before the Spring Festival, so you have to act quickly. ”

Wenhao was also a little worried, he had never exchanged money orders, so he didn't know anything about this information.

Wenhao and Xinyi took the bill of exchange and quietly began to be in a daze.

Xinyi was inadvertently chatting with someone else, and unconsciously talked about the money order, and the person said that she could help her contact the person who exchanged the money order.

Xinyi immediately contacted the person who exchanged the bills of exchange, and the person said that it was about to be the Spring Festival, and the exchange rate was 5 percent, and the writer didn't know what the exchange rate was.

"Then we'll lose 100,000 yuan all of a sudden." Xinyi said a little distressed.

"Yes! didn't spend a penny, 100,000 yuan was gone, is this person reliable? Stop being a liar. Wenhao said a little uneasily.

"I don't know if it's a liar or not, it's the first time I've had phone contact with this person, and I haven't even seen anyone yet, now the rivers and lakes are sinister, whether to exchange it or not, you can make up your mind!" Xinyi is also more hesitant.

The exchange of bills of exchange must be risky, such a large amount of money, if you don't know the details of the other party, you will have no place to cry if you are deceived.

"What's the name of his company?" The writer asked again.

"It seems that there is no company, it is a private person who resells bills of exchange!" Xinyi didn't know anything either.

"Ahh That's a headache......"