This is urban literary cultivation

Chapter 195 Take some care

Fragments of the God of Wealth's abacus?

Whether it was what Lin Hao perceived in his mind, or what he saw with his own eyes when the purchasing director opened the door, what was in front of Lin Hao was a huge machine, and some of the machine parts were placed in the water.

One electronic form after another flashed on the outermost computer. What was recorded on them seemed to be the financial account books of the urban management brigade.

Lin Hao: Is this a calculation?

The data in these account books are constantly changing slightly, but these data seem to be related and affect the whole body, including currency, cash, notes receivable, accounts receivable, and prepayments.

Each project is dynamically changing.

Lin Hao: God’s abacus, does it look like this? Have you also learned some terms of modern accounting?

Seeing Lin Hao and Li Chuchu being attracted by the machines on site, the purchasing director generously introduced Lin Hao:

"This is the 'Budget Consultant No. NB' we introduced from Fancai City. It is a living containment object. Its main ability is to help with accounting. We only need to provide it with data.

The conclusion drawn is the most objective. It can fundamentally eliminate the risks of financial fraud and financial misappropriation of assets. It can analyze the project income and expenditure of our urban management team absolutely calmly and objectively from an inhuman perspective, and discover some problems that cannot be discovered manually. , as long as you can convince it

Our urban management team will definitely support your project! "

Okay, okay, cyber version of the consultant, right?

Li Chuchu looked at the machine in front of her, and then at the purchasing director. She felt that the other person was joking with her.

As long as it's an individual, Li Chuchu can find a way to conquer it. After all, doing business means dealing with people from a human perspective. Human relations are the basis of articles. As long as the other party has preferences, they can always communicate.

But persuasion machines?

What's going on?

Human feelings, mainly people, feelings, this machine has a woolly human relationship, not all based on data.

Should I give you a central processing unit?

I don’t even have it with me now!

"Send your report to the budget consultant. It will automatically recognize it. Even if it is some vision statement, it will also analyze the feasibility.

Of course, you can also throw milk tea powder packets in, and it will also analyze product positioning, future markets, etc. "

The purchasing director turned sideways and signaled to Li Chuchu that he could throw the report and products just now into it.

"Minister, projects are not only based on products, but also on people. Can this budget consultant take emotions, beliefs, preferences, etc. into consideration?"

"No problem at all. It is a contained object and has extraordinary power. It is not an ordinary machine!"

Facing the Procurement Minister's response, Li Chuchu gritted her teeth and tried to make her expression gentle and kind, showing her best mental outlook to the budget consultant.

Although I don’t know if the budget consultant will record such performance in the algorithm results.

In this way, Li Chuchu smiled elegantly, took the report and products, and came to the "data receiving port" indicated by the purchasing director.

An opening that looks like a complaint box interface.

"Good luck."

Just when Li Chuchu was about to deliver, Lin Hao stepped forward and stood side by side with Li Chuchu.

Lin Hao: "Together?"

Li Chuchu: "Yes, together."

Lin Hao and Li Chuchu submitted them one by one, very seriously and carefully, hoping that their projects would be recognized.

Seeing this, the purchasing minister secretly shook his head.

In principle, the "budget consultant" will not agree to projects that cost money. Their urban management brigade itself is a big consumer of money. Their staff have high salaries and good benefits, and they have to set aside an amount for "throwing out money."

Extraordinaries who are lawful but do not join the urban management brigade should be given allowances. City destruction caused by battles should be fined. Members' medical treatment should be guaranteed for collisions. Death allowances should be generous.

After such a calculation, the money given to them by Heli City's finance department every year is far from enough for their construction. If they don't occasionally capture some shelters and sell some shelter items, it will not be enough to live on.

Although the project may go bad and the urban management brigade can no longer support it, the procurement minister has done his best by giving young people the opportunity to "start their own business". The responsibility for failing to convince the budget consultant does not lie with him.

Oh, and the more "deficit" the budget consultant comes up with, the louder it "cracks".

Purchasing Happy Milk Tea, with a budget of several million, how many orders of magnitude can the sound be?

You have to wear your earmuffs! but

probably

Maybe

It seems that the noise outside the earmuffs has been reduced a lot now.

The purchasing director pulled on his earmuffs and found that it was not his imagination, but that the voice was really quiet.

And as Lin Hao and Li Chuchu continued to put things into the "data receiving port", the sound became smaller and smaller, and gradually returned to a volume that can be accepted by naked ears.

This noise is much quieter than when the annual finance department approves the budget for the urban management brigade!

This project can definitely make money!

[Lin Hao, the little ancestor of Candan, used human feelings and sophistication on the abacus fragment of Beilu Wealth God]

[The abacus fragment of the God of Wealth on the North Road means hurry up]

【Little Ancestor of Candan, Lin Hao.】

When Lin Hao and Li Chuchu "submitted" all the content related to the project, the procurement director enthusiastically stepped forward and held their hands——

“We need to attract more foreign investment to promote the development of our Heli City!

Let's talk about it in detail. "

This means it's dark.

Thousands of meters below Fancai City, in a cave, there is a faint golden light. The source of the light is an abacus floating in the air. It is made of pure gold and has an extremely luxurious nobility. It makes people feel like it once they take a look at it. meeting

I want people to hand over their hands and say "Gong Xi Fa Cai".

However, this noble abacus at this moment has mottled marks left by the years, and it is not complete, with few abacus beads still on it.

The light of the abacus seems to be extinguishing soon, just like human life is coming to an end.

However, at this moment, a very faint golden halo began to swim over the abacus, and began to slowly repair the abacus itself.

And as the abacus was repaired, some workers in the city above it who were originally planning to take a rest gritted their teeth, stamped their feet, picked up chili peppers and bit them in their mouths——

Gan!

You must complete this project/plan/plan today and strive for monthly/quarterly/annual bonuses!

The boss, who had already made money and wanted to enjoy it, sat back in his office and began to think deeply about how to make more money.

The project cannot be completed, it cannot be completed at all.

Non-stop projects, non-stop lights.

Today in Fancai City is no different from yesterday, the lights are brightly lit.

The crematorium in Fancai City was also burning brightly.

"It can't be burned, it can't be burned at all!"

Since Sangbiao came to Fancai City, dealing with leaders, colleagues, and customers has made his life like a top, unable to stop at all.

How to let customers choose more expensive hearses, more expensive farewell halls, more expensive wreaths, more expensive longevity and more expensive high-end furnaces is the focus of his work.

life?

There is no life at all.

But Sangbiao felt that this kind of life was not what he wanted, but he had just come to this world and had no close friends to talk to and communicate with, so...

"Hey, can you chat a little before you get burned?"

After being patted on the shoulder by Sangbiao, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes:

"I'm going to be late for work!"

"Another one who works overtime."

　Dear readers, please pay attention to personal protection and don’t be JL.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)