On that day, the Asian Preliminary Competition for the World Cup in South Korea and Japan officially began . It was Qin Guan’s happiest time after Cong Nianwei’s birthday . All his roommates had gotten the day off work . They had put a large mat before the couch and arranged the iced beer and dishes as they were waiting . Wang Lei threw a green soy bean in his mouth . "Why are you so nervous? You even want to drink in advance!" "Nonsense! All fans will get ready before the match . " "An hour in advance?" "You’re ruining the atmosphere! It's not even funny!" Looking at his noisy friends, Qin Guan took a sip of his beer . Suddenly, his phone rang . "Yes, it's me . I’m free now, I’m just watching the match . What? To your club? I have six friends here . Okay, great!"
Qin Guan hung up and told them, "It’s boring to watch TV at home . We can go somewhere else . My treat, okay?" Annoyed, Ye Dong said, "Don't use your job as an excuse . It’s really hot outside . We have everything here . What idiot would accompany you to some unknown place?" "That's right!" those cunning monkeys answered in one voice . Qin Guan stood up and started to change clothes . Disappointed, he said, "Fine . I wanted to treat you to the most professional foot massage in the city, but it seems that I have to go alone . Don't blame me . " "F*ck! Why didn’t you say so? Was there something wrong with my ears just now? Did anyone else hear that he would take us to a foot massage shop to watch the soccer match?" They all looked at Qin Guan, putting their beer cans down . Qin Guan fastened the buttons on his shirt calmly and turned his head around . "Your ears are working fine . My customer is the owner of a club . He has a massage centre . " The large board on the roof entered his mind automatically . He shook his head to drive it away . "Will you go with me? I’m leaving . " "Yes, yes! I’ll go with you . We are best friends after all!" Liu Xiaoyang jumped up and handed Qin Guan the key apologetically . "We share each other’s fortunes . We have to support you!" They finished their beers noisily and clustered around Qin Guan to leave .
When the car arrived at the original location of the pedicure shop, Qin Guan saw that it was already in ruins . The guys, who were competing over who would get there first, suddenly fell silent . Clearing his throat, Qin Guan awkwardly called Bu Qinglu on the phone . "Brother Bu, it's me! Where is the pedicure shop? Where did you invite me to? Oh, no . It's been a long time since I was last here . Okay, I’m going . " Qin Guan started the car again . His roommates sighed in relief and resumed fighting . We did not come in vain after all . Qin Guan drove around the Fruit & Candy Club and saw that the two-storey buildings were decorated . There were three splendid gates next to each other . There was also a pedicure center, a beauty salon, and a chess & card room . They looked immeasurably different than the previous ones though . They got out of the car and climbed up the fire exit ladder, following Bu's instructions . They saw a large room protruding out . They knocked and found Bu inside . He was smoking and frowning . Before he could even greet Bu, Qin Guan was pulled in . Bu Qinlu craned his head carefully to have a look at Qin Guan’s friends . Then he ordered a strong bald man, who was in the room, "Da Niu, take them to the pedicure room . "
Da Niu was surprised . "Brother Bu, today we are . . . " he tried to remind Bu . "This is not business . Shall we not serve our own brothers?" The bald man bowed before answering, "No problem . I’ll take them . Brother Bu, I’m also free now . Could I have a massage, too?" Bu waved him away impatiently, and the man led Qin Guan’s roommates downstairs . Wang Hailiang was sitting on the couch, sighing in despair . Bu Qinglu was standing behind him with a serious expression . "What's the matter?" Qin Guan asked . Bu pouted, but Wang took out the three account books . "Son of a b*tch! People envy our business and sent a fake customer to look for mistakes . Our staff were wary of strangers, but she seemed like a normal customer . She had treatments and bought some underwear . The girls didn't give her an invoice . It’s a latent rule of the industry . " "We were reported to the Tax Bureau . " "Yesterday, they came to inspect us and ordered us to stop business for internal rectification . They even took away our account books . F*ck! I’d break his legs if I knew who that son of a b*tch was!" Qin Guan knocked on the table in front of the couch unconsciously . Data started rolling around in his mind automatically . He closed his eyes to recall the statistics, and then opened them again . "Don't be nervous . It's only a temporary suspension . According to my estimation, they didn't find much . Maybe just the one thing . " "I remember everything in this field . There are no loopholes . To this day, there is no charge for tax evasion . The Tax Bureau is smarter than anyone . Best case scenario, you make up the invoice and taxes . Worst case scenario, you get punished . " Wang Hailing looked at the wall . "How much?" "Not much . There’s the overdue fine and the tax penalty, which is five times the original tax . That’s nothing for you . With proper handling, there’ll be no administrative penalty . Anyway, you two are law-abiding businessmen . You have all the certificates, right?" The two guys sighed in relief and thanked Qin Guan . "You are the right man for this job . You might just be helping us, but we believe in you!" Qin Guan shook his head modestly . "It's nothing . An honest accountant wouldn't cheat you . You still have a steel safe in your domain, right?" Wang was surprised . "How did you know? The room has been redecorated . " Qin Guan pouted and looked towards the wall, reminding him . "I know where it is, and I know all your improper actions . You didn’t listen to me . You put all the cash inside . You were afraid of trouble . "
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