Zhong Guoqing's uncle, Qiu Yuting, was already 58 years old. He was currently the director of Longcheng County's Bureau of Agricultural Economics (the rural management bureau). He had been the chief of the county's rural accounting guidance station in the 1950s. During the period of agricultural mutual aid and cooperation, he went to the countryside all year round to help the agricultural cooperative in each village establish accounting accounts and check the financial work of the agricultural cooperative. He had long been familiar with the accounts of the rural accountant. No matter how complicated or troublesome the accounting procedures were, he could explain them clearly as long as he took a look. In those years, he had handled many disputes and lawsuits between accounting and cashier personnel, and he had personally investigated and dealt with many corruption cases of financial personnel in rural villages. These were so many that even he could not tell. People called him the "God of Accountant". In Longcheng County, no matter which village he went to, there would be people who knew him, an old acquaintance who often came to the village.
When some people in Phoenix Ridge heard that Eunuch Wintersweet had gone to the county to ask for the help of the " accounting immortal ", they began to discuss among themselves. Some people said,"The " accounting god " is now the bureau chief. He's so busy with work. Would he be willing to come over for a personal case?" Someone said,"I heard that the old man is almost sixty years old and his legs are inconvenient. If you want to invite him over, you should at least find a car!" If he didn't have a small sleeping car, why didn't he find a tractor or carriage?
However, to the surprise of the members, the " Immortal Accountant " really came. He came alone on a bicycle. Of course, he came to Phoenix Ridge not just for the Wintersweet note. When he heard that Xiangyang Commune had sent a financial team to Phoenix Ridge to clean up and reorganize the finances of the production team in the past few years, he immediately put down his work and moved. He wanted to see the progress of the clearing work here and wanted to explore and summarize some methods and experiences. Especially when he heard that Guo Qing was the captain of this team, he became even more interested. As soon as he entered the village, he went straight to the team's station to see National Day.
Guo Qing earnestly reported to his uncle about his work in Phoenix Ridge. Finally, he took out the three notes that the accountant, cashier, and storekeeper of the first team had written to the original accountant, Zhao Guocai, and talked about their preliminary investigation. After asking for the details of the three notes, Uncle immediately talked to Zhao Guocai.
When Zhao heard that the " accounting god " had come, he was a little flustered. He didn't know how to deal with the inquiry of this " accounting god " who had decades of experience in checking accounts. Perhaps if he said something wrong, he would be caught by others, see through the truth, and give himself away. When he sat in the cave of the small team and faced the nearly 60-year-old man who called him the " God of Account-keeping ", he prayed in his heart, God bless me, bless me to successfully get through this crisis!
Bureau Chief Qiu Yuting, who spoke softly and unhurriedly, did not ask him much because the National Day team had already asked so many questions. Bureau Chief Qiu only asked Guo Cai about the process of the people who wrote the note to him. However, Guo Cai's explanation was reasonable and flawless. Bureau Chief Qiu observed Guo Cai's expression, hoping to find some clues through his psychological activities. However, Zhao Guocai's face was straight and did not reveal any suspicious expression.
After Zhao Guocai left, Bureau Chief Qiu met with the three people who wrote the note and talked to them. Bureau Chief Qiu talked to the three people in detail, but they couldn't say anything valuable. They kept repeating the same words, or crying bitterly and shouting that they were wronged.
The last one was to talk to Li Jintang. It was already past midnight when he finished talking. Li Jintang's heart was as small as a needle tip. His family was not rich to begin with, and he wrote this damn note to Guo Cai, saying that he owed Zhao Cai so much money. He could not understand it even more. In the middle of the conversation, Bureau Chief Qiu criticized him a few more times. Before he left, he cried very sadly. It seemed that the pressure on his mind was indeed not small. Guo Qing was afraid that he would take things too hard and cause trouble. Therefore, after Li Jintang left, he called Zhou Xiaolong and followed Li Jintang from afar until Li Jintang opened his door and entered his courtyard. The two of them quickly moved closer to the crack in the door and only returned when they heard Li Jintang and his wife talking.
The next morning, after breakfast, Bureau Chief Qiu left. Before he left, he told Guo Qing about his opinion. He thought that the three cops were probably the work of Zhao Guocai, but it would take time to thoroughly investigate the ins and outs of the three cops. He also said that among the three slips, as long as he found the 519.8 yuan note written by Feng Lamei, the remaining two slips would be easy to deal with.
Guo Qing agreed with his uncle's analysis because among the three notes, Zhao Guocai was the most confident in explaining the note written by Feng Lamei. It seemed to be the most reasonable and also the most firm. If the truth of this note was exposed, Zhao Guocai's psychological defense would completely collapse. This was just like what Chief Mao had said," We must grasp the main contradiction in everything. As long as we grasp the main contradiction and resolve it, the other contradictions will be easily resolved." Feng Lamei's note was the main contradiction in this mess.
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