My super analysis system

Chapter 69 The Unexpected Incident
Of the three companies that Zhou Fan currently owns, he is only in charge of Bufan Technology, but it is still an empty shell.

Zeng Zhou is in charge of Bufan Catering, Lao Ma is in charge of Bufan Beverages, Cao Jing is in charge of all personnel and administration, and Fatty Zhang is mainly responsible for the procurement of raw materials for the two companies.

So when Cao Jing and Zeng Zhou sat together in front of Zhou Fan, it meant that they must be discussing important issues.

"This can't be true." Zhou Fan looked at the two people in front of him in disbelief.

The expression on Cao Jing's face was serious, but he still opened his mouth to confirm: "It should be true. Comparing the store expenses in the four major districts horizontally, the expenditure of a single store in the northern part of the city managed by Lao Ding is obviously much higher, but in terms of income But not much more.”

"The most important thing is that these expenses are miscellaneous expenses, which are not easy to attract attention. If it weren't for this accounting, the finance department might not have discovered such things."

Zeng Zhou also said worriedly from the side: "Mr. Cao is right. This phenomenon is not normal. The extra expenditure has accumulated to more than 50 yuan. It has suddenly increased in the past two months. From my experience Look... Lao Ding has a big problem."

As a veteran who followed Zhou Fan from a small restaurant, Lao Ding has always had a good reputation and is a relatively honest person. Therefore, after financial problems were discovered this time, both Zeng Zhou and Cao Jing couldn't believe it. Zhou Fan, who came to look for it with mixed feelings, was confirmed to be correct.

Zhou Fan frowned, with mixed feelings in his heart. He believed the facts in front of him, and the difference in numbers between the financial statements was obvious.But he couldn't believe this fact. If this happened to the other three stall owners who worked with him, he would probably be more accepting than he is now.

"Oh, Lao Ding..." Zhou Fan looked at the two of them in a daze, and after thinking about it, he decided to ask in person, "Let's press this first, I'll go to Lao Ding to have a look."

Both of them nodded their heads to express their understanding. After all, this matter is not a lot of money, mainly because it is difficult for Zhou Fan to accept. You must know that Lao Ding has always been regarded by Zhou Fan as a friend of Wangnian, and now this kind of thing happened to a certain extent. It can be regarded as betrayal.

Because the four of Lao Ding are responsible for the management of regional stores, they are generally more free, and they are not used to sitting in the office, and most of them cannot be found in the company.

But this would call Lao Ding, but no one answered, so Zhou Fan called and asked a few larger stores to see if Lao Ding was there, but they all replied that Lao Ding hadn't been here for a while.

Zhou Fan's suspicion suddenly rose after hearing this, and his heart felt a little heavier to be honest.

When I drove to the community where Lao Ding lived, I was surprised to find that many people surrounded Lao Ding's downstairs.

After parking the car, Zhou Fan walked to the side of the crowd and heard a few comments.

"Hey, Lao Ding has worked hard all his life and finally became a rich man. I never thought that he would become like this now..." An aunt hugged her arms and sighed.

The aunt beside her also said tut-tut: "Old Ding is too used to it, he is a prodigal."

"Ahem!" An old man took away the pipe from his mouth and exclaimed, "Just say that this baby is not a good thing, and gambling is not a good thing!"

Zhou Fan walked and listened, but his heart became more and more confused. He probably could piece together the whole picture of the matter, but Zhou Fan still stepped into the unit building, and he wanted to hear what Lao Ding had to say.

The dark and narrow corridors are the characteristics of the old community, and each corridor has a garbage path that goes straight to the bottom, but now it has been welded to death, leaving only the traces of the past.

Going up to the sixth floor of the top floor, Zhou Fan opened the concealed green iron security door, making a creaking sound.

"I told you that I have no money! No money! Why don't you let us go!" Lao Ding slumped on the ground weakly, his eyes bloodshot, screaming in despair.

Lao Ding who raised his head never thought that the person who came was Zhou Fan.

"Xiao Zhou?!"

Zhou Fan stepped into the door and looked at the messy house with a frown. The house, which had few pieces of furniture in the first place, was impoverished, and now it has been rummaged through. The drawers of the old dark yellow wooden TV cabinet were left on the ground, and the contents inside Scattered all over the place.

"Old Ding, get up first." Zhou Fan quickly walked over to help Lao Ding up, and sat on the sofa that had collapsed.

"Hey! Xiao Zhou, I'm letting you see a joke." Lao Ding's eyes were blank, and he sighed, scanning the messy room with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing Lao Ding like this, Zhou Fan hesitated whether to speak up, but some things are public and private.

"Old Ding, there are some problems found in the company's account, mainly in the CB area under your management."

When Lao Ding heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and then his head slowly drooped, his whole body lost all energy, and he bent down.

Seeing this reaction, Zhou Fan already knew that Lao Ding probably knew about this matter.Looking at Lao Ding quietly, he didn't say anything, and it's hard for him to calm down now.

The small house was silent for a long time before Lao Ding spoke in a low voice.

"Xiao Zhou, I'm sorry for you."

Zhou Fan didn't answer. Lao Ding looked at the floor and started talking to himself, his tone was miserable.

"I have a son, you know that."

"His mother died early. He has been with me since he was a child. When he was very young, I worked outside and sold breakfast. Maybe it was because of this. He was neglected to discipline and contracted the stink of gambling."

Lao Ding smiled miserably.

"Meeting you gave our family some hope. I thought I could pay him off the debt, he could turn his prodigal son back, and he could live a good life."

"It's a pity that I was still wrong. He gambled all the hard-earned money I earned and owed more debts."

As Lao Ding spoke, tears flowed down his wrinkled face.

"Mr. Zhou...I'm sorry for you! I shouldn't have thought of it! I deserve to die...But, this is my son...I can't just ignore it..."

Lao Ding, who was dripping with tears, lowered his head, covered his face with his hands and began to cry bitterly.

Zhou Fan has known Lao Ding for a year, and today he suddenly feels that he has aged a lot this year, and the anger in his eyes has become much less. This is probably thanks to his son.

"A loving mother often loses children, and a loving father may not be much better." Zhou Fan was in a trance with the shadow of his parents, and reached out and patted Lao Ding's shoulder lightly.

"How much is owed." Zhou Fan took a deep breath and made up his mind.

"Xiao Zhou..." Lao Ding wiped his tears and said vaguely, "Don't help me anymore..."

"How much difference!" Zhou Fan repeated heavily, staring at Lao Ding.

"80..." Lao Ding choked out a number.

Zhou Fan nodded after hearing this, and said lightly: "Old Ding, you have been with me the longest, but the nature of this matter is very bad. I will use 2 million to take back the 200% shares in your hand. This money is enough for you." The debt is paid off. As for other matters, I will not pursue it any further."

Lao Ding looked at Zhou Fan in a daze.

"Also, sometimes you have to think about yourself." Zhou Fan felt his chest was stuffy, but is it useful to say this?That was Lao Ding's own flesh and blood.

Seeing Zhou Fan get up and leave, Lao Ding stood up in a panic, wanted to catch up but slowly stopped, and cried, "Xiao Zhou! Thank you! There is one more thing you have to be careful about. Get our machine, but I didn't promise..."

Zhou Fan frowned tightly after hearing this, and it seemed that someone had finally come up with this idea.

Nodding his head, Zhou Fan didn't want to stay any longer, so he opened the door and left.

Within two steps, the room burst into tears, echoing in the narrow corridor.

(End of this chapter)