A tiny accounting error of 0.02 Yuan is nothing more than negligible dust on the chessboard of hundreds of billions of capital. But in the eyes of Chu Yunmeng, the signing certified public accountant, it was the entrance to the abyss of 4 billion financial fraud.
Chu Yunmeng, an idealistic night watchman wearing a dusty old trench coat and a hysterical fetish, looked out of place under the neon lights of the CBD.
Xie Jinghua, the top hunter of Gaoshi Capital, is a sophisticated egoist who believes in "stop loss" and "face" and is accustomed to quantifying everything with money.
A grand IPO listing of Rongsheng Technology brought these two men with different classes and opposing souls into the same blizzard. Xie Jinghua tried to "tame" this stubborn stray cat with an expensive suit and married Windsor, turning him into a perfect accomplice; but Chu Yunmeng, who was pushed to the cliff again and again in the game, tightened his grip on the Montblanc pen in his hand that could pierce false prosperity.
It is a desperate game about conscience and survival, and it is also a love torn between lies and truth.
When the spotlight of the signing ceremony comes on, and when the blizzard in Beijing blocks the escape route, should you choose to sign a book of lies in exchange for wealth and stability for the rest of your life, or should you cap your pen in full view of the public and remain that sober "madman" even if your body is shattered to pieces?
"No matter how expensive Bi Zhen's ink is, it can't cover up the stench of these 4 billion corpses."
This is not only an audit, but also a reckoning of the soul.
Purpose: To respond to the country's call to attach importance to audit work, explore the absolute value of the truth, and combat the "alienation" of people and the discussion of personal value by Vanity Fair