Zhao Juan seemed to find it difficult to speak. "I hope you won't report it if I don't handle it properly."
The accounting tax report and the cashier going to the bank account must be communicated well to ensure that there was no mistake.
"Sister Zhao, what are you trying to do?" Zhang Ling looked at her nervously.
Zhao Juan didn't say it clearly. are you willing or not? if you're willing, I'll give you 50000 Yuan. If not, I won't force you.
To Zhang Ling, who was short on money, 50000 Yuan was a huge sum of money.|| The temptation was too great, and her thoughts were in an intense struggle.
Zhao Juan was just like the man who had promised her benefits, giving her hope and pressure at the same time. "If you don't want to do it, it's fine. I just want you to turn a blind eye. I think this 50000 Yuan is easy to get. Think about it."
After that, the two of them began to eat in silence.
