Crossing 1992: Contracting a barren mountain and becoming a huge demolition household

Yan Song's smile froze. Wouldn't it be completely exposed if she looked at the bill? But Wei Qi'an was right in front of her, and she couldn't find an excuse to prevent her boss from looking at her account book.

Yan Song turned around, walked to the counter with a sullen face, and flipped through a pile of documents as slowly as a sloth.

Wei Qi'an saw his little intention of escaping and strode over. Yan Song then quickened his pace, took out the account book and held it in front of Wei Qi'an: "Boss Wei, this is the account book."

Wei Qi'an took it and flipped through it casually, then asked with a smile, "Yan Song, do you want to go to jail?"

Wei Qi'an felt like the man in front of him was simply playing him for a fool. How could he not see through such an obviously fake account book?!

Yan Song's back was covered in cold sweat, and he collapsed to the ground, hugging Wei Qi'an's legs and begging, "Boss Wei, I've been with you for so long, Boss Wei."

He did not mention the mistakes he had made at all, but only emphasized the many years of friendship between him and Wei Qian'an.

Wei Qi'an patted Yan Song's head with the account book. His voice was low, and it was obvious that he was suppressing his anger. "You also know that you have been with me for so long? You have been by my side since the start of this store. Otherwise, how could I trust you to leave it to you?"

"But what about you? Is this how you repay me?"

There was obvious disappointment in Wei Qian'an's tone. All his previous businesses were small-scale. Although they had many names, he was fully capable of handling them all. Perhaps it was because he did not let go that the little thoughts of his subordinates were never revealed.

Wei Qi'an knew that profit could motivate people, and it was normal for some people to be unable to withstand the test. But how long had it been? He hadn't been in charge for only a few months, right?

Yan Song didn't know if he was truly repentant or just putting on an act. He cried with tears streaming down his face, "Boss Wei, I've been possessed by the devil. Please forgive me for the sake of my past help."

Wei Qian'an closed his eyes tightly and let out a breath slowly after a long time. Yan Song had indeed helped him, so when he opened this furniture store, he pulled Yan Song, who knew nothing, to teach him step by step, and even gave him power directly when he was too busy.

"Just make up the shortfall in your account and leave."

He didn't pursue anything else.

Yan Song was stunned for a moment, thinking of such a large sum of money. If he had to pay it back, wouldn't all his hard work over the past few months have been in vain? He tried to struggle and beg for mercy, "Boss Wei, I..."

Wei Qi'an said coldly, "You can choose between paying the debt or going to jail."

The two had known each other for so long that Yan Song could hear the firmness in his tone that could not be refused.

Yan Song released his hands from hugging his legs, lowered his head and whispered, "Okay, I'll make up the debt."

Wei Qi'an added mercilessly, "Get the money and account books ready. I'll have someone come over to take over tomorrow."

Yan Song seemed to have accepted his fate at this time, and he agreed to everything Wei Qian'an said.

After Yan Song and the clerk left, Wei Qian turned his head to look at Ye Ke and the other person who were lying on the back of the sofa watching the show.

Wei Qi'an rubbed his brows, sighed softly, and said helplessly: "I've made a fool of myself for you today."

One was his partner and the other was his partner's daughter. Both of them saw his incompetence in management.

Ye Ke and Lin Shuwan: "..."

How dare they speak now?

Originally, they thought it was just a minor issue with the store clerk. They had initially called Wei Qi'an simply to vent their anger, but then...

Ye Ke tried to speak to ease the atmosphere: "Hehe..."

Ye Ke, who is not good at comforting others, failed to ease the atmosphere.

Fortunately, Wei Qi'an adjusted himself quickly. He quickly wiped his face, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to Lin Shuwan: "Do you want to buy those furniture?"

He walked to the counter, pulled out a booklet, and handed it to Lin Shuwan. "Just tick it out. I'll give you a discount. It's a thank you for helping me catch the thief today. By the way, I also want to apologize to you."

Lin Shuwan looked at Ye Ke again, and Ye Ke nodded to her with assurance. Only then did she let go and began to choose with peace of mind.