Most of Shengfeng’s employees are stationed in farms all over the savanna, with 120,000 hectares or 12 square kilometers distributed in seven central and western States, which also makes Shengfeng’s staff more dispersed. The headquarters in S? o Paulo is the most one, including personnel, finance, import and export trade and other functional departments.
The staff in the room stood up and applauded, so that Huang Xuan, who had never seen such a scene, was caught off guard and clapped his hands. Huang Xuan said in Portuguese, "Everyone is so enthusiastic, thank you as much as I saw the Brazilians." He also bowed slightly.
His Portuguese is very authentic. In fact, there is still a big difference between Brazilian Portuguese and Portuguese, but it has surprised everyone present. After all, Huang Xuan is a young man who has just arrived in Brazil.
The palm of your hand is even warmer. Huang Xuan is all smiles and goes to the room marked with the general manager’s room. Zeng’s face is tight to stop the former from pushing the door and entering.
Huang Youwei was leaning against the tea in the back of the chair and Huang Xuan hissed, "Is Manager Huang back?"
"hmm?" Huang Youwei slammed into the front table and blinked behind Huang Xuan. He also added a "grace", but this time it was a falling tone.
The door is written in Portuguese, and they didn’t expect Huang Xuan to learn Portuguese in a few days, and he caught him red-handed.
"It’s good to come back." Huang Xuan didn’t use the subject to play. He pulled himself out of Huang Youwei’s chair and sat in front of a group of humanitarian people crowded at the door. "Let’s have a little meeting. According to the Chinese saying, come in at the supervisor level."
More than 20 people came in noisily. Among them, there was a Chinese person, except for three general managers, who were several departments. Huang Xuan, the head of financial management, smiled at each other or said in Portuguese, "Please sit down first. Does everyone know that I am the BOSS of this company?"
Everyone nodded. The owner of Shengfeng Company changed hands months ago. It was the notice of the company at that time.
"Then I am taking over the operation of Shengfeng Company now. Have you received the notice?"
Huang Xuan’s Portuguese-speaking is clear, but it suddenly became a piece of Huang Youwei’s face. He didn’t expect Huang Xuan to be so eager to come and take it away. He couldn’t help laughing. After all, he was still a child and had no talent at all.
"We don’t know about it yet," a man suddenly burst out with a loud voice, and then added, "Of course, the management should be left to experienced people."
Also speaking in Portuguese, everyone heard clearly and the noise suddenly disappeared.
Brazilians are not stupid. Their ancestors didn’t make up a gun to shoot the first bird proverb, but everyone still knows it clearly. Especially these guys in foreign companies are not interested in high-level struggles all day, but they are not interested in high-level struggles. It is too low for Brazilians to get to the top of foreign companies in this row.
Huang Xuan glanced at the speaker, who was the manager of the company’s newspaper company. His name was Li Minpu, and he was just in his thirties. His face was full of conceit and his eyebrows were high as if he were going to fight a rooster.
Huang Youwei has been in Shengfeng for four years. When he was four years old, he had put the whole company’s high-level management in a monolithic structure. According to common sense, not to mention Huang Xuan or Zhang Xinyi came in person, and they couldn’t move for a short time. It would be more troublesome to reorganize this company than to rebuild it unless someone could be caught.
However, Lorraine can’t be reasonable. Huang Xuan gently knocked on a table and said, "Whether you know or not, is it okay to know today?"
The answer is low and weak, and Huang Xuan doesn’t have to be annoyed. He turned to Huang Youwei and said, "I don’t have much time today. I want to have a general understanding of the company’s accounts."
These were prepared long ago, and a secret sent them over immediately. Huang Xuan didn’t look at the way, "I want to see the original records."
Huang Youwei almost laughed. This brother wanted to see the original record. Can he understand it? It’s not long before the original records of more than a dozen filing cabinets can blind him
Li Minpu is also a pair of dumbfounded. Two deputy general managers will directly stir up the head and bottom with Huang Xuan opposing unknowingly stared at the secret. "What are you doing?" Go and get it. "
"Hear! Go quickly! " Huang Youwei also yelled. Otherwise, I’m afraid he would laugh.
The secret is "when?"
"Take it from three years ago. If you can’t hold it, find more people to move it." Huang Xuan took a sip of tea and leaned his back deeply in the chair.
The meeting room immediately quieted down, and the people who were ready to see the joke gradually became uneasy when they saw Huang Xuan’s calm expression. Huang Youwei bit his gums and carried up the high accounts. There are some problems. This kind of "flying land" enterprise accounts has no problem, but it is already done well. Don’t say it’s a male brother. Even if someone from the tax department comes to check the tired skin, it may not be possible to hold the evidence.
The original record was moved into the conference room in piles, and suddenly a layer of fly ash was raised. Everyone evaded and slapped the suit. Huang Xuan sat still in the chair and turned up from the first page with a gloomy face.
There are ordinary running accounts, a lot of invoices, roots and so on. It looks like a headache together.
However, Huang Xuan’s way of auditing accounts is absolutely different, because he doesn’t look at the records at all. He turns over pages as if he wants to take out one or more pages and divide the invoices, bills, roots and so on piled up in the conference table into three parts.
One copy is no problem, and there are naturally problems with the remaining two stacks.
After about 30 minutes, Huang Xuan turned over a year’s record, took a break, took a sip of tea and beckoned the rich man’s pipe. "Come here and I’ll ask you some questions."
The finance director, who is nearly fifty years old, is called Liu Hongyuan, with a round belly, a round face and a smiling face. The Chinese way is "Huang Gong, you say"
"Call the boss" Huang Xuan is Portuguese.
"It’s Boss Huang"
Huang Xuan squinted his eyes and looked at him. He pulled out the top invoice from a pile of problems and turned over a few pages to put it on the table. "Can you tell me what this invoice is typed by a different printer?"
Liu Hong has never encountered such a problem in his thirty years of wealth. He looked left and right and said, "Of course it’s possible. Maybe the printer broke down at that time, or maybe it was distributed."
"Are you? Just in this one is broken and then a good one "Huang Xuan poking fun at 1.
Which printer needs professional instruments to judge Liu Hong’s first feeling is that there is a traitor, but before he can understand this question, Huang Xuan takes out several check stubs and invoices and asks, "What check has been paid for three months before the invoice is issued?"
Liu Hongxiao’s muscles were stiff and he swallowed hard. He took the invoice and pretended to look at it. "It’s the same when you read it wrong."
"It’s the same in face writing, but it’s three months behind in ink writing."
"How is this possible …" Liu Hong shook hands and secretly glanced at Huang Youwei’s invoice. Naturally, he recognized that this was his first million-dollar income. He helped Huang Youwei move tens of millions of dollars to settle the account at that time, but who knew that his eyes could see it when he was inking three years ago?
Huang Xuan’s so-called smile doesn’t need Liu Hong to admit that through the great supervisor comrade, he has long known that Shengfeng Company is a bad debt. Huang Youwei, the general manager, has made a lot of money for his grandfather for so long. Unfortunately, Huang Xuanlai came too early to deal with many problems-the problems that can be dealt with in a short time have been dealt with, and perhaps the roots can’t be dealt with.
Huang Xuan, who coughed once and just wanted to speak, immediately gave him a bad look and continued to pick up a book of accounts. "Liu Hong, right? Tell me what pages have been changed in this journal."
Liu Hong shook hands and took it over. It seems that he doesn’t know where there is a problem. Of course, he can’t see that the glue is different
Without delving into Huang Xuan, he changed to one, and the room was full of people looking at his little BOSS performance with surprise. Huang Youwei and others stayed on the spot, and the faces of Pakistani employees who were not familiar with Huang Xuan were full of worship. Just when everyone was lost because of Huang Xuan’s feat, Huang Xuan lost the remaining accounts and whispered to the secret passage, "Call the police!"