I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2843 - 1764: Sister-in-law

"Is this the entire list?"

River City, the crossroads of Nine Provinces.

Jinhai Industry.

Audit Department Head’s Office.

Yan Zeming, the head of the audit department known for enforcing discipline and making the company tremble, looked up from the report he just received.

In front of the desk.

A young man in a suit, full of youthful vigor, heard him, looking shocked, then said skeptically, "Mr. Yan, so many people, could it really..."

"Where’s it a lot, there are only seven people."

Head of the audit department.

It’s just a position.

Isn’t he quite amiable?

"It’s eight,"

The young man who, by the usual standards, shouldn’t have been able to enter the audit department at his age, softly reminded.

"Bang!"

Yan Zeming, who wielded the power of life and death, suddenly changed his face, slamming the desk.

"You knew, huh!"

"Eight, and you found all eight at once!"

"Boy, you’re really something!"

Even though he hadn’t been in the workforce for long, the young man surely understood such blatant irony. A bit embarrassed, but not afraid, he continued to meet his boss’s gaze directly:

"Wasn’t it Mr. Yan who asked me to investigate?"

Well.

Arguing reason now, are we?

Yan Zeming seemed even angrier, picked up the report full of airtight evidence, and slammed it onto the table again, almost roaring, "I told you to investigate, but I didn’t tell you to make such a big hole in one go! Pulling out all eight at once, how do you expect the purchasing department to continue working? How will the company view this?! And do you know that Wei Yuntao is the deputy manager of the purchasing department? Do you know that he’s been with the company longer than you’ve been alive?!"

"I do."

The boss was about to explode, but the young man remained calm; at this moment, being calm may not necessarily be a "virtue."

"You know and you still dare to give me this?!"

"Bang!"

The report, which might decide the fate of eight people, was slammed again. Fortunately, it was thick enough to withstand the abuse.

"In our department, there is no distinction between leaders and employees. Everyone is treated equally."

"Ha, haha—"

Looking at the earnest and upright young man, Yan Zeming laughed in rage, nodding,

"Well said, very well said."

"Isn’t it true?"

The young man retorted without arrogance or subservience, "Mr. Yan, rank and seniority should not be the backing and reason for dereliction of duty and corruption."

One must admit.

He argued flawlessly.

So much so that as a leader, Yan Zeming couldn’t find a reason to reprimand him.

"And do you know that Wei Yuntao is not just the deputy manager of the purchasing department, but also related to President Fu?"

Yan Zeming’s tone returned to calm, staring at him intently, "Do you also know that one word from President Fu, and I’d have to pack up and leave?"

"I don’t believe it."

The young man’s succinct reply amused Yan Zeming again; this time he genuinely seemed amused.

"You don’t believe it? What good does your disbelief do! You’re using my job as a gamble, right? If something goes wrong, it’s me who’s unlucky, while you, a hero in anti-corruption, champion of integrity, get to write this glorious detail in your resume..."

The young man remained indifferent, "The decision is in your hands now. I’ve given it to you, whether you choose to adopt or execute it, no one can interfere."

"Good kid. Testing me, aren’t you?"

Yan Zeming cursed with a smile, picking up the investigation report, "If I suppress this, are you ready to add my name to the list next?"

"You are my leader,"

The young man tactfully avoided answering, but replied steadily, "Originally, with my rank, I wasn’t qualified to investigate so deeply. It’s all because of your trust and support, so I’ve always been grateful to you."

"Cut the crap."

No more slamming, Yan Zeming placed the investigation report down properly, his tone still irritable.

"If you truly appreciated me, you’d understand the boundaries, not put pressure on me, make trouble."

"You trust me, I trust you. If you can’t handle this kind of pressure, you wouldn’t be sitting here."

Listen.

Listen!

Is this something a subordinate should say?

Yan Zeming pressed his lips tight, incredibly helpless, just about to tell the other to get out when his personal phone suddenly rang.

"Who is it?"

Without a word from the boss, naturally, he didn’t dare to leave. The young man stood there obediently.

"Hmm, okay, no problem, of course, no problem."

For some reason, Yan Zeming — affectionately nicknamed "Bao Heitan" by the employees — had been all furious just moments ago, but a phone call abruptly shifted his mood, making him all smiles, as if the previous outburst was all an illusion.

After a few words, he set down the phone, eyed the young man standing by his desk, and the leftover smile hadn’t entirely faded, his gaze even seemed more exasperated. Just as he was about to speak, another ring sounded.

This time it was the young man’s phone.

"Sorry."

The young man understood workplace etiquette and hierarchy, reaching into his trouser pocket to hang up the call without looking. However, Yan Zeming meaningfully stopped him.

"Answer it."

Surprised, puzzled, the young man, receiving his boss’s permission, pulled out the phone and looked at the screen.

It was his girlfriend.

He looked up, glanced at the leader.

The leader said nothing, sitting profoundly behind the desk.

The young man pressed the answer button, raised the phone to his ear.

"Xue Ling."

"I’m downstairs at your company, come down."

"Huh?"

The young man was caught off guard.

"Hurry up, come with me to the airport to pick someone up."