Transmigrating as the Genius Villain’s Mother

Chapter 122

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When Zhang Lu started to count the accounts, she was very excited and energetic. However, after calculating half of the book, she felt bored.

She said to Cen Huaian with a sad face: "My uncle is so cunning. I will never help him settle the accounts again."

Cen Huaian stretched out his hand to her: "If you don't like it, give it to me."

Although these numbers were messy to remember, it was not a difficult task for Cen Huaian. He could sort them out quickly by mental arithmetic.

Zhang Lu shook his head, slapped his forehead hard to cheer himself up and said, "We agreed to work together. I can't give you all the work."

She lowered her head and continued to calculate, and the electronic calculator beside her began to make mechanical sounds again.

Cen Huaian looked at her and then looked carefully at the account book on his desk.

When Bangzi and the others were doing the accounting before, Chuxia taught Cen Huaian how to use tables to present the numbers more clearly.

Therefore, when he was settling the accounts for Jiang Zhida's audio-visual store this time, he also used a spreadsheet to organize the accounts.

The account book only covers the past month. Although there are more stores, it didn't take Cen Huaian and Zhang Lu long to finish the calculations.

When the two handed the account book to Jiang Zhida, he raised his eyebrows in surprise. He didn't expect that the two children could figure out the account so quickly.

"What about Weixian? Didn't he count it with you guys?"

Zhang Lu explained: "He had a lot of homework, and his mother assigned it to him. An An and I could finish it, so we didn't look for him."

Jiang Zhida rubbed their heads and said, "Let me see."

Seeing the beautiful account book in front of him, Jiang Zhida's eyes were filled with amazement.

"Which of you two came up with this table? The data is so beautiful!"

Zhang Lu immediately proudly took credit for it to Cen Huaian: "It's An An! Uncle, isn't An An amazing?"

Jiang Zhida gave Cen Huaian a thumbs up and said, "Very impressive. He is not much different from my subordinates who are professional accountants."

He lowered his head to look at the account books, flipping through them one by one, and saw the marks made by Cen Huaian. Where the numbers were blurred and there were problems, Cen Huaian marked them clearly.

Cen Huaian and Zhang Lu were writing papers and discussing questions from the Olympiad class.

This year, Zhang Lu also wants to participate in the National High School Mathematics Competition, so she has been preparing during the summer vacation and practicing various questions.

After school started, he studied very hard in the Olympiad class and was no longer as carefree as before.

Her friends were surprised by her change. Zhang Lu smiled and said to them, "I'm in my third year of high school and will be taking the college entrance exam soon. If I don't try hard now, when will I try?"

Zhang Lu didn't think about winning the gold medal in the National Mathematical Olympiad. What she wanted was extra points. As long as she could advance to the national competition, a bronze medal would also give her 20 extra points.

Every high school student knows what an extra 20 points means in the college entrance examination.

"Tang Song is also aiming for the national competition this year. The competition in our No. 4 Middle School is so fierce, and the competition in the whole capital is even greater."

Zhang Lu was calculating the questions and said with great enthusiasm: "I will work harder and try to surpass them!"

Cen Huaian looked at Zhang Lu, as if he saw the blazing flame of struggle burning behind her. Studying with her, he would never be afraid of losing his fighting spirit.

When Jiang Zhida finished reading all the account books, his eyes were sore, and Cen Huaian and Zhang Lu also did a lot of questions.