Dressed as the daughter of a guilty minister, the first day Shen Zhiwei opened her eyes, she was framed and stole ten taels of silver.
There are three paths in front of you: trading, selling, and sinking.
She chose the fourth option - to recalculate the account in public.
After seven pages of running water, she calculated a deficit of three hundred taels;
Overnight, she uncovered the insider who had been hiding in the company for three years;
Three days later, the person who wanted to sell her was sent to jail.
They thought she was just a book-copying girl.
They didn't know that in her previous life, she was a senior auditor at one of the Big Four firms. She had checked the fake accounts of listed companies and caught the financial director who had made off with money.
When a bad book came into her hands, it was a knife.
But the more she calculated, the more frightened she became -
In my father's case of salt fraud and ink corruption, 30% of the quota was missing. Before the ink on the account was dry, the net behind it had already spread from Yunzhou to the capital.
And the people who weaved the web were sending people to kill her.
Money has to be earned, and unjust cases have to be overturned.
Whatever was owed to her, one or two, must be paid back with interest.
