Less than three minutes after Huang Yufang and the other two had left, she came running out of the finance office with a look of anxiety. She stood at the entrance, glancing around, and then ran toward Wang An, who was currently smoking.
As soon as she reached him, Huang Yufang spoke with a tearful voice
"Big Brother, finance says the industrial coupons must be supplemented. Otherwise, they can't calculate it at the industrial coupon price. They said we need to make up 80 yuan."
Wang An was stunned for a moment, then immediately frowned and said
"Didn't I say to mark it specially and then bring it to me for a signature? As long as the accounts balance during the reconciliation, it should be fine."
After a pause, Wang An immediately realized the crux of the problem and asked
"Did the accountant in charge of collecting money change during the two months I was gone?"
Huang Yufang said tearfully
"Yes. Sister Cai got married and moved to Harbin, so Brother Peng was newly arranged by Brother Ma."
Wang An's expression turned cold as he asked
"What's this Peng's full name?"
Huang Yufang immediately replied
"Peng Sinan."
Wang An couldn't help but mutter
"Does this Peng Sinan not want to work here anymore? Why is he so damn fussy?"
What Wang An hated most were people who held a sesame-seed-sized amount of power but exercised that tiny bit of power to the absolute extreme, especially when using it to make things difficult for others.
To Wang An, people like this were begging to be dealt with; they deserved to be crushed.
Huang Yufang chimed in
"Exactly! Every time I bring a customer to pay, he acts so arrogant. He either drags his feet and refuses to process the paperwork, or he picks faults with the industrial coupons—saying they're too old, or that they're about to expire, and so on. The customers clearly have them all counted out before they arrive."
Wang An listened quietly until she finished, then narrowed his eyes and asked
"And you guys just took his crap? Why didn't you tell Brother Ma or Brother Liang?"
Huang Yufang pursed her lips and said
"This... this kind of thing, how do you even bring it up? It's like snitching. Oh, by the way, I saw Xiao Wei and the others buy cigarettes for Brother Peng twice, and after that, Brother Peng processed things very smoothly."
Wang An was stunned at first, then looked at the "aggrieved" face of Huang Yufang and suddenly said with a chuckle
"Let me tell you, Xiao Huang, if you have something to say, just say it. If you keep playing this 'pitiful' act with me, do you believe I'll deal with you along with him?"
A shrewd person like Wang An—how could he not understand what was happening?
It was simply that several sales staff had been constantly harassed by the accountant, and Huang Yufang had finally found an opportunity to badmouth the accountant in front of Wang An.
That said, this accountant named Peng Sinan truly deserved to be fired.
After Wang An spoke, Huang Yufang stuck out her tongue and asked
"Then what should we do about Grandpa Sun and the others' motorcycle?"
Wang An didn't dwell on it with Huang Yufang. He started walking toward the finance office, saying as he went
"Come, follow me. I'll see what's actually going on."
When Wang An arrived at the finance office, he saw Sun Dafu and Sun Haodong standing before a desk. Behind the desk sat a man in his thirties wearing glasses.
At this moment, the bespectacled man was ignoring the grandfather and grandson, leaning over the desk, preoccupied with something.
Wang An concluded that this kid was the new accountant, Peng Sinan.
Seeing Wang An arrive, Sun Dafu immediately felt he had a pillar of support. With a bitter expression, he said to Wang An
"Xiao An, look at this mess. I've caused you trouble. How about we just don't use the industrial coupons, and we'll buy the motorcycle at the non-coupon price."
Wang An smiled slightly and said
"Oh, it's fine, this is a small matter. Grandpa Sun, please don't be anxious."
As he spoke, Wang An walked up to the desk. Peng Sinan looked up at that moment. Wang An didn't get agitated and asked
"You're the new accountant, Peng Sinan, right?"
Peng Sinan nodded and said
"Yes, I am Peng Sinan. I don't know who you are? What do you do here?"
Wang An nodded and said
"My name is Wang An. You tell me what I do."
Whether Peng Sinan had simply never heard the name Wang An, or simply didn't know the shareholder structure of the motorcycle shop, he pondered for two seconds before asking with a look of confusion
"Wang An, right? What do you want with me?"
At this point, Huang Yufang spoke from the side
"Brother Peng, he is Longjiang Motorcycles'—"
Before she could finish her sentence, Wang An interrupted her
"Before you came here, didn't Brother Ma have you familiarize yourself with who owns this motorcycle shop? Furthermore, there are explanatory documents in the shop; did you not look at them even once?"
Whether it was the pharmaceutical factory, the motorcycle factory, or the motorcycle shop, because there were too many shareholders, the internal units all had personnel structure charts.
Of course, these charts weren't like the booklets in later generations; they were printed on a few sheets of white paper and stapled together.
Except for the lowest-level workers, every member of the leadership—even a workshop foreman—had one.
The purpose of this was to prevent a situation where a shareholder or leader of the factory wanted to get something done but was ignored.
Wang An didn't believe that Ma Guoqiang would fail to tell the accountant—such a critical position—about this structure chart.
After a pause, Wang An questioned him further
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you aren't familiar with that. But aren't you familiar with the work process here? For customers with special approval, why do you insist on obsessing over the industrial coupons? Come on, tell me, what exactly are you trying to achieve?"
By the last sentence, Wang An's tone had become very severe.
The main point was that regardless of the time or place, one had to consider the "ways of the world."
For example, if a relative or child of a certain leader wanted to buy a motorcycle, that leader would reach out to Wu Dong or Zhang Shuya.
While Wu Dong and Zhang Shuya were very influential in DJ County, they still had to consider the face of such a leader.
Therefore, when a leader's relative or child bought a motorcycle, the shop should provide some discounts, a few free maintenance services, or a luxury gift pack.
There was no other way; the fact that they chose to buy from you was giving you face, so you had to give them some face in return.
However, the occurrence of such things inevitably led to problems in the financial accounts, as the cost of discounts, maintenance, or gift packs had to be borne by the motorcycle shop.
Consequently, Wang An and the others had devised the "special approval" function.
Its purpose was to ensure that while the face of these connected individuals was maintained, the motorcycle shop's accounts would remain error-free!
While this did mean earning a bit less money, it was only a small amount and completely negligible.
As long as the shop made money, the leaders saved face, and the accounts balanced, it was a perfectly fine arrangement—a win-win situation!
But Peng Sinan's current behavior was clearly obstructing the shop's development and showing a complete lack of respect for Wang An, the owner.
Peng Sinan did not answer Wang An's question. Instead, he asked back
"Do I need you to point fingers at how I do my job?"