In the middle of the night, just after eleven o'clock, Gap came back from the company exhausted. During this time, he has been dealing with some traces of transactions with Henghui Group in the company's accounts.

Some things are not on the ledger, but the money is added, and some things are on the ledger, but the numbers are not right. There is not just one bad debt, but a lot of bad debts.

It was also through this period of hard work that he suddenly had a vague understanding of something.

A Henghui Group, which is about the same size as the Ristoan Group company he worked for, or even larger, suddenly fell into a quagmire. It was definitely not as simple as tax evasion. It may have something to do with Henghui's involvement in foreign capital.

Gap is not quite sure where this feeling comes from. When he started to deal with the company's problems, he was also paying close attention to the news of the Henghui Group's fraud case. no problem.

"Maybe I shouldn't think about it so much..." he said to himself as he turned his vehicle from the main road into the community entrance.

These big cases are too far away from him, let alone influence and interference, he can't even do anything, and he is just curious about this case.

Gap's car was registered in the community. When his car approached the guard box, the guard on duty immediately raised the railing for him. Gap also squeezed a smile and said thank you.

In fact, sometimes politeness itself is not derived from one's own character such as upbringing, but to maintain a more positive pictogram of oneself. This can be said to be a kind of adult hypocrisy, or it can be said to be a knowledge that must be mastered to enter the society.

Just a thank you from Gap and more is enough to make their image a little better.

Just when he was about to step on the accelerator and drive the car into the road in the community, the security guard seemed to hesitate, with a strange expression.

People who do digital work are very careful, and those who are not careful can't do this kind of work. Gap's brows moved slightly, and he put his foot back on the accelerator pedal, "Do you have anything to do? tell me?"

Originally, the security guard didn't intend to meddle in his own business, but Gap was so polite and regarded him as "respect", which made it hard for him not to say something, but he felt it was inappropriate.

His tangled appearance made Gap even more strange, "If there is anything, please tell me, maybe it's important to me?" He used "please", which was enough to show his solemnity.

The security guard then smiled wryly and sighed, and said, "I shouldn't have been nosy, Mr. Gap, but..." He shook his head, the ghost knows what he meant by shaking his head, "Mrs. Vela tonight I came back in the car of a young man, and that man is very handsome..."

Speaking of which, the security guard said what was in his heart and stopped. Originally, this kind of thing was forbidden to happen.

Whether it is a mid-range community or a high-end community, the supporting service company does not allow employees to leak or communicate anything related to the owner.

There are many lawsuits and battles around privacy every year. Every employee will receive professional training before taking up the job, but Gap is very good at disguising it. The security guards on duty today have the innocence that most people at the bottom of the society still have, he said. What shouldn't be said.

Gap's face suddenly became ugly, and he finally forced a smile and threw out a pack of cigarettes from the window, "Thank you, I sent her back."

The security guard breathed a sigh of relief, "Is that so, that's good, I almost thought..." He was still a little embarrassed, and he didn't notice the stench that Gap was so dark that it was about to merge with the surrounding darkness. complexion.

After he parked the car, he opened the door with a gloomy expression. He never thought that there would be any problems with his marriage.

He's young, handsome, has a job that everyone admires, has great assets, and is about to become a junior partner in the Ristoan Group.

Although it is only a junior partner, he has surpassed the vast majority of people. He has stepped on a higher level, and no woman will leave him, just like those cheap girls in the company.

But he is very angry now that an ornament that he regards as an important ornament in his life and used to decorate his social integrity, a small pet that he keeps, actually breeds some unpleasant thoughts.

Any machismo is hard to bear!

He pushed open the door of the guest bedroom, they were still in the cold war, still sleeping in separate rooms.

Vila hadn't fallen asleep at this time. She turned on the bedside lamp and was reading a book about management. It was bought by Gap before, and now she is reading it.

Women who drink alcohol are like this. They will become more emotional, and they will also have a reckless behavior that they want to do. They read books when they are a little drunk... Is it really useful?

It may not be useful, but they will use their "efforts" to impress themselves!

The moment the door opened, Gap looked at Vera, and Vera also met Gap's gaze. The two looked at each other for a while, and Gap suddenly said, "Did you drink tonight?"

Vila put down the book in her hand, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Gap was a little annoyed at this time. He was working hard outside, but this woman was fooling around with other men at night. He had been suppressing his emotions, but he still leaked a little.

There was an inexplicable hoarseness in his voice, "You betrayed me!"

There was also a hint of displeasure on Vera's face, "I'm just talking to my friends about work, and there's no mark on my butt!"

In a word, Gap calmed down in an instant. That day was the biggest shame in his life. The cheap guy who left a few lip prints on his butt was also kicked out of the company for a reason.

There can be some careful thinking in the office, but these things that can only be kept in the office should not be brought home, whether it is to bring home or let others take it home, this is a foul.

In addition, at this time, it was obvious that Vila had not finished drinking. The quarrel would only make the neighbors laugh, and the whole community would know what happened here in the early morning of tomorrow, so he wisely chose to shut up.

He pointed to Vera, "Better remember you're married!"

Viola still fought back without showing weakness, "Do you think you remember?"

Gap felt like his head had exploded. Where was that gentle and obedient wife?

He turned around and slammed the door shut, took off his clothes and went to the bathroom. He needed a shower to calm himself down.

In the bathroom, he saw Vera's changing clothes. After some sophisticated detection and reasoning, he was somewhat relieved, at least Vera didn't betray him.

After less than a minute of relaxation, he became unhappy again. This woman actually learned to talk back. It seems that the love for her over the past few years has made her mistakenly think that this is indulgence. After this period of time is over, he will have a good talk with her. talk.

Gap drove away early the next morning, with so many ledgers to deal with, he had no time to waste at home.

It was just after nine o'clock in the morning that Vila woke up from her sleep. She drank some wine to give her a very good sleep. After taking a bath, she went into the study. She had to find some books related to management. .

Lynch trusts her so much, and she has to work hard to repay this trust.

Just as she was picking out a few books to leave, she suddenly noticed that Gap had several books on his desk, which any accountant would actually hate but be sensitive to because that's their job .

Vila hesitated for a moment, then walked over and glanced at it. This was a copy of the original. Below the ledger, there was a line of small print clearly printed - the special ledger of the Ristoan Company (Group)...

At the same time, the security guard who had just handed over the morning shift was about to go back to the dormitory to sleep. The manager on duty walked up to him with a stern face and tore off the community work card pasted on his chest, "You were fired..."