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The atmosphere was awkward to the extreme.

Han Ruoling no longer shouted angrily. She just stood there coldly and looked at the seven or eight people in front of her. She stared at them until they gradually felt a chill run down their spines.

In the end, everyone reluctantly put down the things on their hands and lazily gathered together. After Mai Rui sent the two little fellows out, she turned around and rushed back. Before she could steady herself, Han Yuling asked a question.

"Who's in charge of the script team?"

"Me. " A man in black clothes said.

"You alone? What's your name?" Han Ruoling asked again.

"My name is Zhu Quan, and Dong Han is also in this group. "

"Who are you in the actor group?"

"Me, Dong Han. " The gentlemanly male actor replied.

"And me, I'm also from the actor group. My name is McRui. "

"Just the few of you?" Han Ruoling glanced at the two of them and confirmed.

"There's also Ah Wu, Zhu Quan, and Xiao Lin who occasionally drop by. " McRui replied.

"What about the music team?" Han Ruoling asked again, a troubled expression on her face.

"Master Zhuang is the only one. " Dong Han pointed at Master Zhuang.

Han Ruoling looked at Master Zhuang and nodded slightly as a sign of respect. Then, she said, "Bring a stool for Master Zhuang. "

After all, this was an old man in the theater. He had recognized him since he was young. Han Ruoling knew how to take care of him.

"Light. . . " Han Ruling wanted to continue asking, but Ah Wu interrupted him.

"Mr. Han, don't ask anymore. Uncle Fang is the only one in the logistics team. The actors will take care of the makeup and clothing themselves. Without the lighting, they could perform in the countryside with a high light. Do you have anything else you want to ask? "

Han Ruoling froze there, not knowing how to answer. He had always known that his father did not manage the theater well, but he did not know that it was so bad. . .

Han Ruoling could imagine. . . If he wanted to use these people to finish all the work in the club, it would be necessary to do it in a string. But if she worked in a string for a long time, there would naturally be no boundaries, and the investigation would be even more impossible.

To put it bluntly, it was already considered not bad to be able to sing the entire performance from beginning to end, but he still hoped to perform well and make a name for himself? That was simply impossible.

Such a business model and management state was simply unacceptable to Han Ruoling, who had been in the top 500 companies in the world for nearly ten years and was already accustomed to being orderly.

"How long has this situation been going on? Have you been unable to improve it? " Han Ruoling frowned.

"Mr. Han, the current situation of the drama club is not something we can control. Master Han has been thinking of all sorts of ways to borrow money and find people to look for, but the staff is still getting fewer and fewer. Even if you want to improve it, you can't do it, right?" Zhu Quan replied.

"Who helped my father manage the accounts of the theater club?" Han Ru Ling saw the handwriting of another person besides her father on the account book, so she asked.

It was normal, after all. Han Chu Ming was old, but he was not sensitive to data. He always needed someone to help him. When Han Ru Ling's mother was alive, she was the one who helped him manage the accounts.

"I helped to manage it. " Mai Rui replied.

"Okay, come with me. " Han Ruoling turned around and walked into the office.

Seeing him walk into the office, Everyone unanimously felt that what Han Ru Ling wanted to say had come to an end, so they all dispersed and went to work.

Mai Rui followed Han Ruoling into the office. Han Ruoling sat down and threw the account book on the table, then shouted: "Did you do the accounts?"

Being with this angry person made Mai Rui feel a little depressed, but she still braced herself and nodded. "Yes, that's right. "

"Have you learned the basics of accounting?"

McRui shook her head.

"How dare you take charge of accounts without learning? Do as you wish and add as much as you want. Do you know how important an account is?!" Han Ruoling became angry again.

As if she was looking for an outlet to vent her anger, Han Ruoling vented all the anger that had accumulated in her heart since early in the morning on Mai Rui.

McRui was shocked. She took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Han, I admit that I'm not professional enough. I also admit that I owe a lot of money to this account. If you have any shortcomings, please tell me. I'll just change it. "

"Change?" Han Ruoling chuckled. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and said, "Do you know what the basic principle of accounting is? Do you know what 'borrowing' means in the account book and what 'borrowing' means? "

"This. . . " McRui couldn't answer. How could she say something so professional?

"So, don't show off things you don't know easily. If you don't do it well, it's a small matter. If you mess up the entire theater, it won't be a joke!" Han Ruoling fiercely lectured him with a stern face.

Han Ruoling had always been strict in mathematics and accounting. In the Ya'an Accountant's affairs, he was famous for being "King Yan. " In the last ten years of his career, through the data and account books in his hands, he achieved a good result of "zero mistakes. "

After that, the "zero tolerance" assessment plan that he proposed was promoted by headquarters. Although the roles in front of him had changed, his occupational inertia inevitably brought him to the Fu Sheng drama club at the first possible moment.

However, he had overlooked the most important point. The people standing in front of him were no longer the top students of famous universities or the accounting major who studied abroad, but a group of traditional artistes who relied on traditional culture to maintain their livelihood. . .

McRui's nose turned sour for a moment, but her expression remained the same. She said, "Okay, I'll remember that. "

"Also, you have to sweep through this account book again. I want to know the income and expenditure of the theater club over the past few years. "

McRui looked at the thick account book with a troubled expression.

For the next two months, her performance was packed to the brim. Her appearance, rehearsals, and cultivation took up all her time. She didn't even have time to sleep. How could she have the time to copy these things?

Plus, Master Han didn't know how to use a computer at that time, so he told her to write them down one by one. There were no shortcuts to be found.

Therefore, McRui said, "There are still a few scenes waiting to be rehearsed in the theater. The deadline for the performance has also been arranged. I'm afraid. . . "

"Who else would I look for if not you? Naturally, you'll be the one arranging the numbers. Do you want me to tell you this as well? "

Mai Rui was impatient, but seeing that the person in front of her had no room for negotiation, she did not want to say anything more. She nodded and said: "Alright, I understand. . . . Mr. Han, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first. "

What's going on? Is this the person who was being lectured getting rid of?

Han Ruoling looked at the person in front of her with slight surprise. He had been flung away before she could finish speaking. She felt a little awkward in her heart. If this was the Ya'an Accountant Firm, who would dare to go out without his permission?

"I haven't finished speaking, and you haven't answered what you should have. Where do you want to go?" Han Ruoling said coldly.

McRui felt her heart grow heavier. It seemed like this person was making things difficult for her. . .

Just now, when Han Ruoling let Mai Rui in, she did not go out for a long time. Zhu Quan and the others quietly followed behind her and listened carefully outside the door.

Seeing Han Ruoling so unrelenting, Zhu Quan mustered his courage and knocked on the door. "Mr. Han, Master Zhuang is still waiting for McRui to go over and cheer her up. Can you. . . "

Han Ruoling looked coldly at the door and said, "What can I do?"

Ah Wu could not take it anymore. He stood up and said, "Han Ruoling, don't go too far. There are only a few people in the theater. McRui is so busy that she can't even sleep. Where would she find the time to clean up this mess?"

"If she can't sleep enough, then she still has to sleep. Since she can sleep, then there's nothing else to say. Besides, the accounts she makes are so messy. If she doesn't tidy up herself, who will she throw it to? " Han Ruoling said with a bad expression.

"Who said she made the accounts? That's because Han. . . " Ah Wu wanted to continue but was stopped by McRui.

"Ah Wu, stop talking. I'll just copy it. " McRui turned her head and said to Ah Wu.

"But. . . " Ah Wu wanted to say something else, but Han Ruoling spoke first.

"She doesn't have any objections, what else do you think you have to say?"

Mai Rui didn't wait for Han Ruoling to finish speaking. She directly asked, "Mr. Han, can I go out now?"

Han Ruoling restrained her expression and lightly replied. . . . "Go out. "