Ou Xiaoyang rushed to the factory in the Pingfang District overnight, and Wang Weidong now lives in the factory at night.

Ou Xiaoyang smashed open the door and looked at Wang Weidong, who was shivering in the cold wind in a padded jacket, and said, "There is an emergency, let's talk about it when we go in!" ”

Wang Weidong closed the door and followed Ou Xiaoyang and asked, "What's wrong, is the devil going to enter the village?" ”

"It's worse than that! Sanguang, it's going to be Sanguang soon! Ou Xiaoyang said as he walked.

Walking into the office, Wang Weidong slept here in bed at night.

"Weidong, you take out the account book and show it to me." Ou Xiaoyang said.

Wang Weidong took out the account book from the drawer and handed it to Ou Xiaoyang.

Ou Xiaoyang flipped through the account book page by page, then raised his head and asked, "Weidong, just tell me how much money we have in our account so far?"

He was not good at specific matters and could not read the ledger.

"It's more than 4,000, but it's about to be paid next month's salary." Wang Weidong replied.

"Then there are more than 2,000 left after the salary is paid, that is, more than 20,000 a year?" Ou Xiaoyang asked.

"We have just started now, everything has not yet entered the formal, there are many items to spend, the day the newspaper was published, several people ran to the factory to ask for orders, I think we have at least 100,000 yuan in our accounts in a year!" Wang Weidong replied.

"There will be so many!" Ou Xiaoyang said in surprise.

He figured he was right to be here tonight.

"Weidong, you told me that you should find an accountant that day, I was going to slowly find a suitable one, alas, or I was too careless!" Ou Xiaoyang said with a sigh.

"My parents called me home tonight and talked to me about two truckloads of serious words, and finally said that they had found me an accountant!" Ou Xiaoyang continued.

After a pause, he said, "Of course, they don't care about my money, but for my good, and they are afraid that I will come nonsense." ”

Ou Xiaoyang looked very heavy when he said the words "for my good". What parent doesn't want his or her children to do so? But how many children will appreciate it in their hearts?

Wang Weidong knows Ou Xiaoyang's parents' practices very well, if Ou Xiaoyang makes a lot of money from this radio factory, he will definitely be criticized. Isn't this exploitation? And it's the disabled who are exploiting!

Now that the debate over limiting the number of hired workers is essentially restricting exploitation, Ou Xiaoyang is the bloodsucking capitalist who has been condemned for thirty years!

If one or two thousand Ou Xiaoyang is put into his pocket, his parents may reluctantly accept it, and if it is fifty thousand, his parents will never allow Ou Xiaoyang to put it in their pockets.

This impact is great, Ou Xiaoyang's parents are not thinking about money but about influence, political influence.

But for Ou Xiaoyang, the problem is the opposite. If there are only 10,000 or 20,000, it will be fine, but he will be reluctant to give up 50,000.

What kind of concept is 50,000, even people like Ou Xiaoyang are thrilled when they think about it.

"My aunt Wang is an accountant at my mother's unit and has just retired. is honest and old-fashioned, which makes the leaders of the unit a headache, and now that they are finally retired, the leaders are really a heartfelt farewell. Now my mother has introduced her to us to take care of the accounts, but what should I do? Ou Xiaoyang said.

Wang Weidong now understands what Ou Xiaoyang meant, if the old woman he said came here, the money they had worked so hard to earn would not be theirs, at least most of it would not be theirs.

If you don't make money, what does Wang Weidong put so much effort on?

"Weidong, can you think of a way?" Ou Xiaoyang asked.

Ou Xiaoyang does not have the ability to deal with specific affairs, which is why he needs fox friends and dogs. That's exactly why his parents kept him away from his fox friends.

Wang Weidong thought for a while and said: "In fact, the radios we produce are divided into two parts, one part is here, and the other part is in the Xiangyang Chemical Factory, where there are more than 30 people who install radios according to the processing fee, and the accounts can be divided into two parts, and the accounts of the factory here are handed over to the accountant, and the accounts over there are under our own control." ”

"Yes, yes, that's good!" Ou Xiaoyang said.

"If that's the case, we'll have to make a new account and separate the accounts on both sides." Wang Weidong said.

"I'm going to do it tonight! Tomorrow, Mrs. Wang may be going into the village! Ou Xiaoyang urged.

Wang Weidong put on the padded jacket on his body, and it seemed that he was going to be busy all night tonight.

He took out a new account book, first of all, to do a good job of the bungalow, the daily production quantity, the number of shipments, and the specific delivery to where it had to be re-copied, fortunately, the production time was very short, and the number of payments received was also small.

When Wang Weidong copied, Ou Xiaoyang sat next to him and watched.

Ou Xiaoyang couldn't stand it after watching it for a while, Wang Weidong's handwriting was too ugly. He wanted to say like a dog crawling!

If this doesn't work, the upcoming Mrs. Wang will definitely be very dissatisfied.

He wasn't afraid of the old lady Wang, but behind the old lady stood his parents!

That's the party representative with Shang Fang's sword in his hand!

"Weidong, I'll copy it, you tell me how to copy it." Ou Xiaoyang said.

Of course Wang Weidong was willing, he handed the ledger and pen to Ou Xiaoyang and pointed out the number of lines to be copied.

Wang Weidong was convinced after watching it for a while, Ou Xiaoyang wrote a beautiful imitation Song style!

It seems that family education is too important, and when he went to school, his grandparents simply asked: "Have you finished your homework?" After hearing Wang Weidong's answer, he stopped caring about it.

The textbooks for learning are also very simple, even Wang Weidong, who exerts his ingenuity in this way, secretly dug out a hole as big as a fountain pen and water bottle cap in the desk, and it is so convenient to put the textbook in the desk!

The two men copied until the next morning, when the workers came to work.

After arranging the work of the workers, Wang Weidong hid the original account book under the mattress of the bed, and then went to bed to catch up on sleep.

Ou Xiaoyang hesitated and walked around the office, and now he has to go out to eat when he goes home to sleep. He was also very sleepy, and he couldn't stand it.

"Weidong, you lean inside, and I'll sleep on the bed for a while." Ou Xiaoyang said.

Wang Weidong moved into the bed, his face almost against the wall.

Ou Xiaoyang lay back to back on the bed.

After the two of them did bad things together, they felt a lot closer to each other.

"My daughter-in-law and grandmother will come in a few days, and my grandmother's cataract will be cured first, and the family will live here after I have to rent a house nearby these days." Wang Weidong said.

"When I came, I told me that I had someone in the hospital. Also, there are more and more petty thieves in Harbin City, and there are also people who rob and molest women, and they are told to be careful when they come. Ou Xiaoyang yawned and said.