The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Jian Yingxue still followed Han Xingxian to the warehouse.

The two of them looked around excitedly in the warehouse. Han Xingxian was still sitting at the table holding a ledger and pretending to say: "How much work points do you have today? Let me see how much food you can get this year."

Jian Yingxue sat next to him with a smile and said cheerfully: "Xingxian, Xingxian, please calculate how much food our family can get this year."

Han Xingxian took his account book and pen and wrote and drew there for a long time. In the last half of the day, he couldn't figure it out and sweat began to break out on his forehead.

"What's wrong? Xingxian." Jian Yingxue looked at him and asked.

He wiped his sweat and was embarrassed to tell Jian Yingxue that he didn't understand. He felt that there were still many days before the grain distribution. When the grain distribution came, he would definitely be able to calculate it clearly. At most, he would take a closer look at the previous account books. How to calculate it.

Just before the two of them settled their accounts, the warehouse door creaked.

The two looked up and saw the scorer coming in with a notebook.

Han Xingxian and Jian Yingxue were both stunned. The scorekeeper saw the warehouse so clean. He said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, cleaning the warehouse so clean."

Han Xingxian saw that the scorekeeper didn't seem angry because he took his uncle's position as accountant. He didn't want to get into an argument with others on the first day he took office. He said with a smile: "I will work here from now on. People love cleanliness, so they naturally want to tidy up this place.”

The scorekeeper nodded, "He is a very particular person."

Then she sat down at her desk, but Jian Yingxue was a little annoyed. Now Han Xingxian was an accountant, but she hadn't gotten the job of scorer yet, so she didn't know what to think of the scorer. Annoyed, he said: "Comrade Zhu, your uncle is so ill, and his work has been overshadowed by our Xingxian, how can you still laugh?"

The scorekeeper looked at Jian Yingxue and said, "Comrade Jian Yingxue, I'm afraid you made a mistake? Han Zhiqing is just an acting accountant. He didn't take over my uncle's position as accountant. When my uncle recovers from his illness, he will still have to return the job." ."

Jian Yingxue smiled coldly and said nothing, but she was thinking in her heart, can Accountant Zhu recover from his illness?

At this time, the warehouse door creaked again, and Captain Kong came in, "What are you talking about?"

The scorekeeper saw Captain Kong smiling and asked: "Captain, this Han Zhiqing is just replacing my uncle for a few days, isn't he taking over my uncle's accountant job?"

Captain Kong nodded immediately, "Yes, Han Zhiqing is just an acting accountant."

The scorer looked at Jian Yingxue and said, "Comrade Jian Yingxue, can you hear me clearly?"

Jian Yingxue was still disdainful. Accountant Zhu would not recover anyway and would die soon. Sooner or later, this accountant's job would be for Xingxian.

People came one after another to report their work points. After hearing their conversation, they also felt that this scorekeeper was really stupid. Although Han Zhiqing was now an agent accountant, if Accountant Zhu could not recover from his illness, then sooner or later it would be Han Zhiqing who would do the accounting work. of.

However, Accountant Zhu is the uncle of the scorekeeper. Now that his uncle is ill, he feels uncomfortable. It is understandable that he wants to compete with Jian Yingxue. He is probably also worried that his uncle is no longer an accountant. He, the scorekeeper, Is your job no longer guaranteed?

Everyone looked at the scorer with some sympathy.

Jian Yingxue was good at dancing. She greeted the person who came to record work points enthusiastically, "Uncle Tian, ​​how many work points do you have?"

"I have ten work points." The villager she asked reported the work points.

Jian Yingxue immediately said to the scorekeeper: "I have reported my work points, please mark them down quickly."

Captain Kong said from the side: "There is no false report, right? I will check it tomorrow."

"That's definitely not the case. Everyone knows how many work points I do every day." The villager said.

Captain Kong nodded, and the scorer recorded the man's work points.