Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

The air in the conference room felt like solidified cement.

Chen Jianjing's grip on Su Ye's hand suddenly stiffened, and his tear-streaked face instantly crumpled into a grimace.

Lei Hu's rough, hoarse voice still echoed in the empty auditorium.

The businessmen in the front row stared at the burly man touching his bald head as if he were a monster.

You could hear a pin drop.

Principal Chen's eye twitched.

He worked as a policeman for thirty years, arresting murderers and interrogating drug lords.

But his mother never explained the accounting entries for "long-term equity investments" to the mob boss!

This is a rather large area of ​​knowledge gap.

"Ahem... this student."

The old man coughed twice, trying to appear calm, and released Su Ye's hand.

"Long-term equity investments are the core of corporate finance. This area... well... it's quite complex. Today's legal education class mainly focuses on compliant operations. For specific accounting issues, it's best to consult a professional."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly changed the subject.

He couldn't continue teaching the legal education class; if he stayed any longer, he was afraid these people would make him teach calculus.

Su Ye's lips curled up, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

He turned to the side and gestured for him to enter.

"Uncle Chen is right. Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise."

"Tiger, sit down. Don't waste Principal Chen's time on these trivial matters."

Lei Hu pouted, looking aggrieved, and said "Oh" before slamming back into his chair.

Its massive body made the folding chair creak.

He muttered, "I'm just afraid I'll fail the exam and have to clean the toilets..."

The legal education class ended in an extremely strange yet harmonious atmosphere.

On the way back to Sihai Building.

The Maybach's interior was well-heated.

Shen Qinghan sat in the passenger seat.

She looked through the rearview mirror at the man in the back seat who was resting with his eyes closed.

His fingers unconsciously twisted the belt of his trench coat.

"President Su."

She couldn't help but ask, "You...you really plan to have them pass the CPA exam?"

"Director Lei can't even recognize all the English letters? That's impossible. Are you trying to force them to leave?"

Su Ye opened his eyes.

Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes were clear.

He unscrewed the thermos, and the steam enveloped his glasses.

"Force them to leave?"

Su Ye took a sip of water, his Adam's apple bobbing. "That's a stupid approach. They're all veterans who helped my father build his empire; they hold resources and connections. Forcibly kicking them out will only cause trouble."

He leaned back in his leather seat, turning his head to look at the street scene rushing past outside the window.

What I want is taming.

"Use benefits as bait, and rules as a whip."

"If we don't shatter their sense of brotherhood and replace it with contract law and financial statements, the Sihai Group will eventually capsize in the waters of Nasdaq."

Su Ye turned to look at Shen Qinghan.

"Besides, how will we know how much potential these rough guys can unleash if we don't push them a little?"

That evening, in the conference room on the top floor of the Sihai Building.

The incandescent light made the room appear starkly white.

Rows of desks were piled high with documents.

Lei Hu, Fatty Liu, Crow, and dozens of other hall masters.

They were all locked inside.

Chen Suan stood in front of the whiteboard, sporting dark circles under his eyes.

He held a piece of chalk in his hand and banged it against the blackboard.

"Assets equal liabilities plus owner's equity! This is the most basic equation! Director Lei, say it again, what is this?!"

Lei Hu gripped the bald man's head with both hands, his veins bulging.

He stared at the formulas on the blackboard, his eyes practically bleeding from their intensity.

"My assets... my assets are my Land Rover, and that stun gun I'm holding... no, I mean, my self-defense stun gun!"

He swallowed hard, stammering.

"Liabilities... liabilities mean I owe Brother Su my life. Owner's equity... I don't know! Teacher Chen, my head hurts!"

"wrong!"

Chen Suan was so angry he almost broke the chalk in half.

For the past two weeks, he's been driven almost crazy by these people.

Teaching them loan and accounting is more dangerous than infiltrating an undercover agency!

If you're not careful, these people might try to smash the blackboard with a chair leg.

"Director Lei, if you can't even distinguish this, your dividend from your shares tomorrow will have to be written off as 'non-operating expenses'!"

Upon hearing the words "dividends on dry shares,"

Lei Hu was as if he had been electrocuted.

He suddenly stood up, causing the stool to tip backward and crash to the ground with a "bang".

"Don't slide!"

He roared in his gruff voice, "I'll give it my all! Even if I have to eat this book, I'll memorize it!"

Lei Hu grabbed the thick book "Accounting" from the table and slammed it hard on his bald head.

It made a dull sound.

"Assets equal liabilities plus owner's equity...Assets equal..."

He closed his eyes and repeated the same thing frantically, like chanting a mantra.

Fatty Liu, standing next to him, was in an even worse situation.

He was sweating profusely, holding a mock exam paper in his hand, calculating depreciation costs.

He didn't have enough fingers, so he took off his shoes and included his toes.

"This...this double-decreasing balance method, how exactly does it decrease...? Why did my calculation result in a negative number? Will this machine keep costing people money after several years?"

With a sob in his voice, the fat man turned to Er Lengzi for help.

Er Lengzi had a pen in his mouth, looking rather simple-minded.

"Hey Fatty, don't ask me. I've never even seen what a VAT invoice looks like."

He pointed to the big red cross on his test paper, "I chose A for all the audit questions. Chen said I was planting a time bomb for the company."

The crow in the back row was so anxious it was jumping up and down.

He ripped off his tie, revealing half of a dragon tattoo on his neck.

"I quit!"

He slammed the book to the ground, scattering its pages everywhere.

"I'd rather fight those thugs across the street again! This math problem is harder than chopping someone up! I can't take it anymore!"

The crow, panting heavily, strode towards the conference room door.

My hand just touched the doorknob.

"Click".

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Su Ye, wearing a black shirt and holding a thermos, stood at the door.

The cold wind in the corridor blew in through the crack in the door, making the crow shiver.

"Can't take it anymore?"

Su Ye's voice was flat, his glasses reflecting the cold light from above.

He glanced at the textbooks scattered on the ground.

"Can."

He stepped aside to make way for him.

"Go outside and downstairs. Old Zhang from the logistics department is waiting for you there. Pick up a sanitation worker's uniform and two brooms."

Su Ye took a sip of warm water, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Starting tomorrow, you'll be sweeping the street outside the group building. Your salary will be the city's minimum wage, 1,500."

He raised his eyelids, his gaze sharp as a knife.

"As for your tens of millions of shares at the end of the year, the finance department will transfer them in full to the other brothers who have passed the exam."

The crow remained frozen in place.

My feet felt rooted to the spot, and I just couldn't take a step.

Tens of millions!

Is that comparable to a fixed salary of 1,500?

Go sweep the streets? He was once a renowned "top thug" in the south of the city!

If those thugs he used to beat up saw him sweeping latrines in a sanitation worker's uniform, how would he ever be able to stay in the underworld again?

"Brother Su..."

The crow swallowed hard, its face turning bright red, like a ripe tomato.

He slowly turned around.

I crouched down and picked up the pages of the book that had just fallen to the ground, one by one.

I wiped the dust off my clothes.

"I...I think auditing is quite interesting."

The crow sniffed, its eyes revealing a tragic resolve as if it were facing certain death.

He went back to his seat and spread the book out on the table.

"Teacher Chen! Please continue! If I don't learn this method of doubling the balance today, I'll use a compass to poke my thigh to create a double balance!"

The entire room was once again filled with a frenzied learning atmosphere.

Chen Suan stood on the podium.

Looking at this group of burly men with bloodshot eyes, desperately memorizing legal provisions for tens of millions of shares.

He pushed up his black-rimmed glasses.

A strange sense of accomplishment rose within me.

He was an economic crime investigation police officer sent by a provincial department.

They've almost turned a bunch of triad bosses into certified public accountants?

If this were included in the case closure report...

The bureau chief couldn't help but suspect that he was schizophrenic.

Su Ye stood at the door for two minutes and nodded in satisfaction.

He closed the door and turned to walk towards his office.

In the corridor.

Shen Qinghan walked towards us, holding a newly delivered document.

She glanced at the tightly closed conference room door.

From inside came the sound of students reciting their lessons in a neat and powerful voice.

"According to Article 17 of the Anti-Monopoly Law..."

Shen Qinghan's lips twitched twice.

"President Su, are these people... really capable of passing the exam?"

Su Ye tightened the thermos.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"A generous reward will surely attract brave men."

He pushed open the office door. "Those who fail the test will naturally be eliminated. The Sihai Group doesn't carry useless trash."

He sat down in the boss's chair.

He pointed to the document on the desktop.

"Tomorrow I'll go to all the night schools in the suburbs and book all their evening adult tutoring classes."

"Get me the best accounting and finance teachers."

Shen Qinghan was stunned.

"Night school?"

Her eyes widened. "President Su, are they abandoning their daytime business?"

"Delivering packages during the day, studying for the CPA exam at night."

Su Ye's voice turned cold, and his eyes sharpened.

"I want to let these semi-literate people experience what the real hell of exam-oriented education is like this winter."