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Chapter 17 Where to Go (Part 2)

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    Zhang Luo thought she had beaten Jia Yi's life because she heard Mr. Liu's voice.  This time there was the vibration of the car engine.

    "Xiao Gu, financial managerhow are you going to deal with Zhang's medical expenses?"

    Did she go back to modern times?

    The darkness in front of Zhang Luo's eyes turned scarlet, as if someone was looking at the light with their eyes closed.

    With a sudden sway under his buttocks, Zhang Luo saw that he seemed to be surrounded by red shopping bags.  The exit is facing a small box of Australian red wine on the left side of the carriage.

    No matter how you look here, it looks like the trunk of the financial manager Google's car.

    Then, Zhang Luo heard the voice of his immediate boss:

    "Leader, the company has bought medical insurance, which can be claimed."

    "Really? That's great. But how much can it cost? I only stayed in the hospital for one day, and it cost more than 6,000 Singapore dollars She hasn't been awake for so long. It will be 24 hours by tomorrow afternoon."  If it really takes ten days and a half a month, the insurance can't cover it, what should I do?"

    The voice of the financial manager Google paused:

    "Leader, you live in the best private hospital. Hers is differentI asked, and the insurance company saidall of them can be covered."

    (Google carefully bypasses the words "project accident". Because in Singapore, once a safety accident occurs on the construction site, the company will be deducted points, which will affect the future business; if it is serious, the company's leaders at all levels will be convicted.  Prison. Zhang Luo¡¯s accident has been collectively decided by Mr. Liu and the second and third leaders as a ¡°personal accident.¡±)

    "" Mr. Liu was still not reconciled.

    Ertou heard the meaning and fired a cannon on the side:

    "Although the claim can be settled, next time the company renews the insurance, the premium will increase. Zhang Luo is not a worker, and his salary is relatively high, which is more than 2,000 Singapore dollars a month. You can pay it yourself, don't drag the company down!"

    Three heads also hurriedly nodded in the back seat.

    The financial manager looked at Mr. Liu from the mirror, because he, the second head and the third head were very clear:

    A salary of 2,000 Singapore dollars, in Singapore, is basically the same concept as getting 1,000 yuan in China, which belongs to the level of subsistence allowances.  The rent in Singapore is not cheap either. A small room costs S$600 a month.  There are also water and electricity bills, transportation expenses to and from get off work and Zhang Luo's salary has not deducted the five social insurances and one housing fund that must be paid in China.  Even if I don¡¯t eat, even if I take out all the money I can leave for a month, it¡¯s still not enough to pay for a day¡¯s hospitalization.

    Mr. Liu smiled wickedly: "If you don't settle the claim, isn't the premium paid for nothing?"

    Then, he patted the financial manager in charge of driving:

    "Xiao Gu, drive the car back to the company. It's exactly seven o'clock, and I'll see how the employees are going to work."

    (The company closes at 6 o'clock, and the leader checks at 7 o'clock.)

    Sure enough, in the office, everyone saw that the leaders were not there, so they naturally finished work on time.

    In the large office area of ??more than 400 square meters, only Xiao Li, the cashier of the finance department, was left.  She was waiting because Google said there was an urgent matter to open the safe.  While she was checking on her mobile phone whether her mother-in-law had picked up her daughter from the kindergarten, she was listening to the movement of the gate.

    Suddenly, she heard the sound of the elevator door, and Mr. Liu's voice suddenly amplified:

    "The company wants to make a profit and be responsible to its shareholders! Let me tell you, Xiao Gu, you are the big steward of the company. You have to plan carefully, and you can't take it lightly"

    After saying this, Mr. Liu glanced at the cashier in the corner:

    "That little Zhang, what did you do for work?"

    Just as the financial manager gave an overview of Zhang Luo's scope of work, he was interrupted by Mr. Liu.

    "The company has too many idle people. You see, it's only seven o'clock, and they're all gone. Xiao Gu, you can divide the work of that Xiao Zhang, and this cashiercan you be promoted! She is so dedicated! Let her  Combined with the accounting and reporting you mentioned"

    The cashier looked at the financial manager in astonishment.  Financial systems, whether international, national, or corporate, strictly prohibit cashiers and bookkeeping.  Now the top leader actually promotes himself like this?

    The financial manager had no choice but to wink at the cashier behind Mr. Liu's back, and said "Yes, yes, yes."

    Zhang Luo smiled knowingly.  Mr. Liu didn't understand that Zhang Luo's job could not be replaced so easily.

    Mr. Liu was still unsatisfied, exchanged glances with Ertou, and said:

    "Xiao Zhang's medical expenses, Mr. Lian, let's set up rules from now on!

    A few thousand Singapore dollars is also tens of thousands of RMB!

    If every manager reimburses the insurance companysp; She brought Liang Ba's shamelessness to the extreme.

    Yue Yuhou blocked Zhang Luo's way with the spear in his hand to prevent her from "eloping", and ordered someone to check.

    "My lord, it is there is a petty official and a servant who was injured." The subordinate went over to look at it, and replied loudly.

    "But, why did you come here, aren't you from Suwei Palace?" Zhang Luo took the opportunity to make friends with Yue Yuhou.

    Yue Yuhou glanced at Zhang Luo reproachfully: "Isn't it thanks to Mrs. Zhang?!"

    He parted the crowd and saw the captured young master, Yue Yuhou's face and hands turned pale.  He hurried up, pulled off his cloak, and wrapped the little prince tightly from top to bottom.  He also ordered people to send the servant who had opened the flower to be treated.

    "Everyone stop surrounding, spread out, spread out!"

    Taking advantage of this time, Liang Balang and a few cronies would step on the watermelon rind and slip away.

    The stud-eared dwarf who watched the excitement in the crowd smiled and waved.  The big guys under him, like snakes, dexterously slid left and right in the crowd, and with a few strokes, those who were about to escape, even those who pushed and shoved, were sent back to Yue Yuhou.

    Then, the dwarf with earrings wrapped his warm robes in both hands, blocking the way of the officers and soldiers:

    "This official, the eighth son of Liang is proud of his talent, and he hurt people in broad daylight, and he hurt people. I don't know how to deal with it?"

    Yue Yuhou was in a hurry to settle the young master, and was sweating:

    "Later, I will report back to Mr. Fu Yin. Naturally, there is a fair opinion."

    "Mr. Liang is a talented scholar, and his mother's family is a rich businessman who runs a herbal medicine shop in Tokyo. I heard that he has climbed into the family of Mr. Zhang, who is in charge of the capital's defense money and food! I don't know if you can enforce the law impartially?" the dwarf asked sarcastically.

    Yue Yuhou touched the young master's shirt and started ticking again.  He was afraid that someone would see him, so he became anxious and shouted:

    "I said yes. Who is your honor, could it be related to today's fight?"

    The dwarf nodded with a smile.

    Zhang Luo was dumbfounded, and the spectators around him also whispered to each other, not understanding the grievances between the short man and Liang Balang.

    The dwarf turned his head to look at the bearded brother who tried hard to avoid his sight, and clenched his fist on the chest:

    "Isn't it Wan Yan Zongjun, the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin, who just entered Bianliang just now, and heard Liang Ba loudly insulting me on the streetand my younger brother Wan Yan Zongjing."

    Zhang Luo looked at the bearded brother, and his eyes widened: the useless certificate binding boy, is the prince of the Kingdom of Jin?

    The spies sent by Lord Zongze to follow the shorty and the others were also dumbfounded.  Because he just noticed that when the big guys passed through the crowd, they were also secretly "sprinkling money" along the way.  No wonder, the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin knew about the recent marriage between Liang Ba and the Zhang family.  It turns out that this Jurchen has already arranged spies in Beijing!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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