pappabearbooks Chapter 311: Lanqiao Prison!
Chapter 311: Lanqiao Prison!
After the court session ended, the officials dispersed.
Fusu, not even having time to change out of his court robes, hurriedly caught up with Zhang Fan, grabbing him tightly with sweat pouring down his face, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry:
"Teacher! This is clearly that old scoundrel Zong Yu deliberately framing you! Those cartloads of accounts are countless, and he's already made them into dead accounts, impossible to investigate at all!"
Fusu stamped his feet anxiously, but his tone was extremely firm: "But rest assured, teacher, even if it costs me my life, I will definitely protect you before the Emperor! I firmly believe that you regard money as dirt, are of noble character, and have absolutely not embezzled a single penny of Qin's wealth!"
Upon hearing these impassioned words, Zhang Fan paused, somewhat embarrassed, and touched his nose.
Cough cough... You didn't embezzle?
He didn't hesitate to collect rare and precious items in private, and he did indeed secretly embezzle some "public funds" to improve his life.
However, looking at Fusu who was extremely anxious and gazing at him with pleading eyes!
Zhang Fan coughed twice, patted his shoulder reassuringly, and said:
"Your Highness, please rest assured. I have a way of settling these accounts clearly. As for the deficit of several million... well, I can just falsify the accounts to cover it up. Even if Zong Yu had ten times the courage, he wouldn't be able to find out about my falsified accounts!"
"Fake...fake accounts?"
Fusu froze on the spot, his eyes clear. "Teacher, what is a false account?"
"Haha, kid, don't ask so many questions. Just wait for my good news!" Zhang Fan laughed loudly and turned to leave gracefully.
Subsequently, Zhang Fan directed several Imperial Guards outside the main hall to move the three large carts piled high with bamboo slips and accounts into a side hall next to the Qilin Hall.
The door slammed shut with a bang, and Zhang Fan immediately ordered that no one should disturb them.
Inside the side hall.
After confirming that no one was around and there wasn't a soul in sight, Zhang Fan plopped down on the pile of bamboo slips, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and expertly dialed Zhu Feng's number.
"Beep beep..."
"Hello, Comrade Zhang Fan?" Zhu Feng's steady voice came through the phone.
"Reporting, sir! I've got a major job going on here!"
Zhang Fan cut to the chase, asking urgently, "Does our 749 Bureau have an accountant who knows how to audit accounts?"
"Accounting?"
Zhu Feng on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback, his voice filled with astonishment, "Comrade Zhang Fan, why don't you explain yourself clearly? You're a powerful figure in the Qin Dynasty, why would you suddenly need an accountant? Did Qin Shi Huang put you in charge of the national treasury?"
Zhang Fan immediately recounted to Zhu Feng, from beginning to end, how the Junior Chamberlain Zong Yu had framed him with several cartloads of old, unresolved debts and how he had demanded that Zhu Feng settle the millions in losses within half a day.
After hearing Zhang Fan's story, Zhu Feng on the other end of the phone burst into laughter:
"Hahaha! I thought it was something serious, just this? Comrade Zhang Fan, you can rest assured! Half a day? That's underestimating our modern technology!"
"Several truckloads of bamboo slips are nothing. Just scan them page by page with your phone's camera, and our bureau will directly connect to the national supercomputing center. Using AI image recognition and big data models, we'll dismantle their messy accounts in no time!"
"It's just a matter of doing some accounting with a supercomputer, a piece of cake!" Zhu Feng said confidently.
"Uh...cough cough!"
Zhang Fan blushed slightly and lowered his voice awkwardly, "Sir... settling accounts is secondary. The main thing is... I'm doing research and development and indulging in pleasures here in Daqin, and sometimes the funds aren't enough, so I've also misappropriated a little bit of public funds..."
"..."
Zhu Feng on the other end of the phone fell silent for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "So you really did embezzle? If the supercomputer really finds out everything, you'll be exposed right there and then!"
So that's why!
Zhang Fan declared confidently, "I need the best accounting experts in our time to help me create a flawless new set of false accounts! They need to not only pin all the losses Zong Yu created on himself, but also perfectly cover up the portion I embezzled!"
"The Qin Dynasty's auditing methods are too primitive. We just need to use some modern techniques like double-entry bookkeeping and financial fraud, and it will be a devastating blow to those ancient people!"
Hearing Zhang Fan's outrageous statement, Zhu Feng was completely dumbfounded, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly:
"You brat...you need to write a self-criticism! We can't control the accounts on the Qin side! But this kind of behavior is absolutely wrong! Using the national supercomputer to cover up the Qin's embezzlement case, how could you even think of that!"
"Alright, most accountants couldn't handle this kind of job!"
Zhu Feng said impatiently, "Wait a moment, we'll send a special car to 'Tilanqiao Prison' right away and have Grandmaster Pingzhang come over! We guarantee to do a spotless job, so that even if Zong Yu investigates until he dies, he won't find a single fault!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Feng rubbed his temples helplessly and turned to the staff member next to him, giving the order:
"Go check immediately, Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, Central University of Finance and Economics..."
"No! Go to Tilanqiao Prison! Check if there are any recently incarcerated, ruthless individuals with 'unique skills' in this area? The more twisted, the better. Bring them out immediately to cooperate with the operation!"
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at the same time.
Inside Tilanqiao Prison in Shanghai, a place known as the "Advanced MBA Executive Class."
With a loud clang of the iron gate, two fully armed prison guards escorted a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses, who looked rather mild-mannered, into the cell for serious offenders.
The prison guard unlocked his handcuffs, pointed to the empty bunk against the wall, and said expressionlessly, "Stay here and get used to the environment. Behave yourself and don't cause any trouble, understand?"
After saying that, he slammed the iron gate shut again.
After they left, the two fellow inmates who had been passing the time in their cell both looked up at the same time.
One of the middle-aged men with a Mediterranean hairstyle was sitting with his legs crossed, reading the day's financial newspaper;
Another fat man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was pointing and drawing on the ground with half a piece of chalk, simulating a complex equity structure diagram.
The two of them looked at the young man who had just come in!
Seeing his timid and submissive appearance, they couldn't help but exchange a glance and a faint smile appeared on their lips.
The young man, stared at by his two imposing cellmates, panicked. His legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, trembling as he pleaded:
"Two...two big brothers! My name is Liu Cai. I'm new here and don't know the rules, please don't hit me! I'll take you as my boss!"
Look at this hilarious scene!
The slightly older man with the receding hairline pushed up his reading glasses and chuckled:
"Hey kid, you've been watching too many gangster movies, haven't you? Bowing to the boss? Get up, this is a 'private cell for serious offenders,' no fighting or killing here."