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The pages of the ledger brushed against my fingertip, leaving a wound that, though bloodless, was excruciatingly painful.

Zhao Debao broke out in a cold sweat. He rarely felt like defying his superiors, and reached out to snatch the ledger back.

Hammer glared at him, freezing him in place.

"What? Can't I even look at the accounts?"

Zhao Debao forced a smile and said with a dry laugh, "Young Master, it's just... my handwriting is terrible, I'm afraid you won't be able to read it..."

"I'm not blind."

Hammer curled his lip in disdain and flipped through the ledger with a clatter.

Upon seeing his actions, Zhao Debao was no longer afraid.

At this speed, you can only clearly see one date at most.

Perhaps the young master felt his participation was too low, which is why he wanted to check the accounts!

He relaxed and sat down again.

Hammer impatiently flipped through the ledger, which was four-fifths full, from back to front in less than a minute.

Then he threw the ledger in front of Zhao Debao, crossed his legs again, spat out his chewing gum, and mumbled, "This is boring."

Zhao Debao quickly picked up the ledger, wiped away the tea stains, and coaxed, "Looking at the ledger is really boring, young master. How about I have the driver take you to the arcade?"

Hammer glared at him: "Aren't you coming with me?"

Zhao Debao was in no mood to go to the arcade with him!

His mind is filled with nothing but money and ledgers!

Zhao Debao chuckled dryly and glanced at the accountant next to him, who was also busy with the accounts. He tentatively whispered, "If I finish the accounts sooner, we can get the equipment ready and start operations sooner, right?"

"Tsk."

Hammer hesitated for a moment, looking troubled, before finally nodding: "Okay."

He walked out with his hands in his pockets and swinging his arms.

Zhao Debao followed closely behind, seeing him off as if he were an ancestor.

The young master has finally left!

With him here, it's really not appropriate for him to discuss things like how to use 300,000 to buy 100,000 worth of equipment with the accountant.

Hammer suddenly stopped and turned to look at Zhao Debao: "I'm just leaving like this, do you understand?"

Zhao Debao almost strained his back.

He immediately replied, "Young master, don't worry, accounting is the simplest task. I can finish it tonight. When it comes to the important matter of discussing the direction of development, I will ask you to come and guide the work!"

Hammer patted Eunuch Zhao's dog head with satisfaction as a sign of praise.

He got into the car and went to the arcade with satisfaction. Zhao Debao finally wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and strode back to his room with his head held high.

He abandoned his previous subservient attitude and started acting like a boss in front of the accountant: "Go and make me a cup of tea first..."

Hammer sat in the car, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly told the driver to stop.

"Hey, go buy me a bottle of soda."

He kicked the back of the seat in front of him.

If Zhao Debao was the Grand Eunuch, then this driver was his closest attendant.

He was used to his young master's unpredictable ways, so he immediately stopped the car in front of a convenience store and went to buy his young master some soda.

Hammer glanced at his back and quickly pressed a string of numbers.

……

As Zhao Debao was sipping his tea and calculating the accounts, the door was suddenly kicked open.

Immediately afterwards, a team of fully armed police officers stormed in.

"What you need to do is..."

Before he could even ask a question, two large hands pressed him down on the table, leaving the rest of his words stuck in his throat.

"Take the people with you, and take the account books with you too. Not a single piece of paper can be missing!"

……

Lin Ting had just finished packing her luggage when she received a phone call.

"Listen to your sister, Zhao Debao has held it down."

Huo Chenguang's voice came from the other end of the cell phone, with a hint of laughter.

Lin Ting's eyes lit up with joy, and she immediately said, "Brother Chenguang, thank you so much. You've really been a great help to me lately."

"We're all family, it's nothing," Huo Chenguang said with a smile. "The auditors have gone to check the accounts, it will take some time, but the results shouldn't be bad."

His friend has already skimmed through the ledgers, and they are full of loopholes. The extent of the offense will need to be determined through further investigation.

However, he can't escape the charge of refusing to cooperate with the investigation.

It's estimated that Zhao Debao still doesn't realize that the person behind his downfall is Lin Ting.

After thanking him repeatedly, Lin Ting asked, "Where's the hammer?"

Mentioning the hammer, Huo Chenguang couldn't help but laugh, commenting, "He's very clever. After tricking Zhao Debao into doing the accounts all night, he went to the arcade himself. On the way, he made an excuse to send the driver away so he could call me... Zhao Debao was still shouting in the interrogation room that his factory had Young Master Li backing him up, so he probably hadn't realized what was going on yet."

Lin Ting was quite relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that everyone is alright."

She had been on tenterhooks all this time, afraid that the hammer might be accidentally pulled out.

But she really didn't have any capable people around her. This job couldn't be filled through open recruitment, and Zhang Liang and the others were all familiar faces. A little investigation would reveal his identity.

Monk wasn't afraid of being exposed, but his appearance and physique were too conspicuous, making him unsuitable for being an undercover agent.

“I’ve sent someone to bring him back, and I’ll arrange a plane to take him back tomorrow,” Huo Chenguang continued. “However, he has to go to Beijing first, and then return to Shenyang.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Ting frowned slightly.

"Brother Chenguang, do you think... the hammer can still be used?" she asked hesitantly.

Huo Chenguang hadn't expected Lin Ting to be so perceptive.

He cleared his throat slightly and could only say, "His identity hasn't been exposed yet, so we can keep him around a little longer. There might be a need for him in the future... Of course, it also depends on his personal wishes, but doing it this way for now is safer for him."

Huo Chenguang did think that Hammer, the undercover agent, was quite good, and that he could at least be used again.

He didn't know if he would need him in the future, but he habitually wanted to leave something to the imagination.

Lin Ting was silent for a moment, not wanting to refuse directly, so he could only say, "We really have to ask him what he thinks, and I only have one requirement: whether he agrees or not, the person has to be safe."

"Don't worry, it's at most an economic case."

Lin Ting exchanged a few more pleasantries with Huo Chenguang before hanging up the phone.

She immediately called Zhang Liang: "Brother Liang, book a flight for Hammer from Beijing back to Shenyang tomorrow. We can start preparing for the celebration banquet."

Zhang Liang was already asleep, but upon hearing the news, he couldn't help but smile: "Great!"

Zhang Liang has been quite worried about that silly boy these days, afraid that he will fail and also afraid that he will lose his virginity.

Unfortunately, he was overwhelmed with problems during this period, and it seemed as if all the conflicts had conspired to surface at once, leaving him powerless to think about them.

Now, those troubles are finally coming to an end.

Just one more is needed.

……

The next day.

The plane landed safely in Shenyang.

Monk asked, "Boss, home or to the factory?"

"Go find my dear Uncle Fang."

Lin Ting smiled slightly.

In the teahouse, Fang Deliang looked at the travel-worn Lin Ting and clicked his tongue in worry.

"Tell me, you just got off the plane and came to find me, what happened to your sky?"

Lin Ting lowered her eyes for a moment, and when she looked up again, her eyes were filled with grievance as she looked at Fang Deliang.

"Uncle Fang, I almost died."