Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother! Chapter 624 - 588: Solved Just Like That?

The imnse sense of absurdity and an imminent surge of hope nearly suffocated him.

Less than five minutes later, Lei Ran’s phone started ringing like crazy.

He answered with trembling hands, and an urgent, even panicked voice ca through: "Hello? Manager Lei? It’s Wang Ming from the Ocean Bureau! Oh dear, it was all a misunderstanding! You know Director Zhao and didn’t say so sooner? Is it about the sea area renewal application? Hurry up! Get the docunts over here quickly! No, no, where are you? I’ll send soone to get them! Right away! We’ll make sure it’s renewed by the end of the day!"

Director Wang’s voice was loud and fawning, clearly heard through the phone by everyone present.

Yan Yueqing nodded slightly towards Lei Ran: "Manager Lei, didn’t I ask you to arrange for soone to send the docunts last night? There’s no need to really make Director Wang co all the way here, right?"

Lei Ran felt a bit embarrassed. The docunts were ready, but he was feeling down last night. How could he have known President Yan would be so effective?

Xiao Qi, from external sales, noticed Manager Lei’s unease and quickly said, "President Yan, Manager Lei arranged for to go! I’m going right now!"

He grabbed the prepared application docunts from the table and almost stumbled out of the eting room.

Xiao Qi moved quickly, his smile lifted with excitent not only from helping Manager Lei out of a bind but even more from seeing hope!

"The third point discussed last night, insufficient funds?" Yan Yueqing’s gaze shifted to the still-dumbfounded crowd and calmly asked, "Who’s the accountant? Did you bring the books?"

Old Zhang jolted, stood up abruptly, and stamred nervously, "President Yan, I’m Accountant Zhang, I’ve got all the books ready—"

Yan Yueqing nodded towards Jun Jiu: "How long will it take?"

"Using the new software developed by the Jun Residence, it should take around an hour to get fifteen years of basic data."

"Good." Yan Yueqing’s voice was calm and steady, "Accountant Zhang, go hand things over to Jun Jiu."

Old Zhang nodded blankly.

An hour? Fifteen years of basic data?

What are they talking about?

It can’t be the books, right?

Having been an accountant for decades, Old Zhang knew just how painstakingly slow accounting could be!

How could President Yan just take over the company and look through fifteen years of books with a new software?

That can’t be right, can it?

With doubts in his mind, holding a thick set of account books, he approached: "Mr. Jun, these are the fifteen years of manual accounts. They were digitized into a USB stick last year..."

Jun Jiu had already set up a silver device, the screen glowing with a serene blue, forming a 3D visual area: "Give the USB, place the paper copies in the scanning area."

"Beep—" A light sound accompanied the device’s auto-page scanning.

The books, stacked thick with dozens of volus, flipped through with a rapid click-click-click on the machine, faster than skimming through ten lines at a glance.

anwhile, the USB data swiftly imported into the computer, and Jun Jiu’s fingers moved quickly in the air, with nurous streams of data converging on the screen into dynamic charts.

"Is that... a stock turnover ratio curve?!" Old Zhang suddenly exclaid, pointing at the screen, "It’s the figures I calculated over three sleepless nights two months ago!"

The young cashier, Xiao Jiang, inhaled sharply: "Even the bad debt provision ratio is marked in red! Uncle Zhang, didn’t you say this was the most ti-consuming?"

For those who do not understand financial statents, staring at the densely packed figures on the screen would surely make one dizzy!

But now, in this small office, nobody showed a hint of boredom or fatigue in their expressions.

Everyone was captivated, watching the new technology rapidly analyzing the company’s financial situation over more than a decade, occasionally whispering softly to each other.

Soone murmured, "With this technology... the company could certainly turn around!"

The earlier doubts about Yan Yueqing were instantly dispelled in the face of this new technology.

An hour later, Jun Jiu calmly reported: "The gross profit margins over the past three years are: 18.2%, 5.7%, -31.4%. The cash flow break occurred eight months ago." The corresponding voucher page images appeared on the screen simultaneously.

"All correct..." Old Zhang’s fingers dug into the cover of the book, "The pattern I spent two weeks figuring out!"

Xiao Jiang suddenly smiled wryly: "Uncle Zhang, the work this software did in an hour would take us half a year to calculate, right?"

Old Zhang looked towards Yan Yueqing, his Adam’s apple bobbing: "President Yan, with this technology... are we old accountants going to be out of a job?"

"No, quite the contrary." Yan Yueqing lightly tapped the screen, highlighting the debt chart instantly, "Traditional experience combined with real-ti data can revive Sea Star."

She paused and then continued, "All passwords and keys for the company’s current bank accounts are managed by you?"

"Yes, President Yan! But... but the accounts... there’s no money in them! Not a penny!"

"Don’t worry, let’s discuss this seated." Yan Yueqing gestured for him to sit down and then turned to Jun Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, pull up the ES Bank corporate account interface. Accountant Zhang, report your highest authorized account information."