At four-thirty in the morning, before the neon lights of the CBD in the Magic City faded away their last traces of halo, Jablitz was already sitting at his desk. What is spread out on the desk is not a coffee cup, but a polished shoe knife. The blade is engraved with fine lines, which was chiselled by his master when he was fifteen years old and learning shoemaking from his master in an old alley - "The stitches are steady, the accounts are clear, and everything is accurate."
Jablitz's life has always been a "two-track parallel". The left hand is the craftsman's craftsmanship that can repair a pair of old leather shoes that have been glued open, and can repair the deformed soles to look like new. The right hand is the professional ability that can find a penny error in tens of billions of financial reports, and can seal the financial loopholes in group mergers and acquisitions. At this moment, on the 27-inch curved screen in front of him, the 202X consolidated income statement of "Global Fulfillment Group" was dancing. The red deficit was like a dazzling scar in the column of "High-end Customized Shoes Division".
As the financial director of Global Fulfillment Group, Jabritz is recognized as the "iron abacus" of the entire group, but few people know that this financial boss with an annual salary of tens of millions was still running a shoe repair stall in an old alley in the south of the city ten years ago. His master was a lame old shoemaker named Chen. He often said in those days: "Blitz, you have a strange name, but your destiny is not strange - making shoes is to mend holes, and doing accounts is also to mend holes. The essence is to smooth out the mess and glue the broken ones together." Blitz did not understand at that time, and only thought that repairing shoes could make a living.
