To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 312 Did the college make 34 billion?

The Mediterranean-looking man flicked the newspaper in his hand and said with an air of superiority, "We're both graduates of reputable 985 universities. I did my bachelor's and master's degrees at Shanghai University of Finance and Economics! He has a PhD from Central University of Finance and Economics. By the way, which university did you graduate from?"

Liu Cai was stunned for a moment, then knelt on the ground and scratched his head embarrassedly, his face turning red. "I...I graduated from junior college."

Upon hearing the words "junior college," the two were visibly taken aback for a moment, then burst into unrestrained laughter, laughing so hard they were doubled over.

"My God, this is truly an eye-opener! This is the first time I've ever seen someone locked up in jail for not knowing how to do accounting!"

The chubby PhD from the Central University of Finance and Economics, holding the chalk, wiped away tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and chuckled, "Hey bro, you didn't happen to be auditing the company's accounts and finding a two-yuan discrepancy, then you paid for it out of your own pocket and got arrested for falsifying accounts, did you?"

The Mediterranean King raised his chin and said, "Alright, let me teach you what real skills are! I helped the company issue a total of 5 million yuan in value-added tax invoices!"

With the rebates, I'll be set for life. Staying here for a few years is just a formality.

The fat man chimed in smugly, "I embezzled 3 million yuan from the company and laundered it overseas. The Economic Crime Investigation Department still hasn't found the offshore accounts I used, hahaha!"

"By the way, you graduated from junior college, what exactly did you do to get yourself in here?"

Faced with the two teasing him, Liu Cai, kneeling on the ground, sniffed, his eyes reddened, and he muttered softly:

"I...I helped the boss settle a 34 billion yuan mess...Now the prosecutor's office says the amount is exceptionally large and they want to sentence me to life imprisonment...Waaaaah..."

"Huh?"

The laughter in the cell stopped abruptly.

The two men, who had been so arrogant just a moment ago, suddenly looked as if they had been struck by lightning, their eyes wide open and their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

34 billion?

Or is it a college diploma?

One person equalized?

The newspapers and chalk in their hands fell to the ground simultaneously. Without a word, they knelt down in front of Liu Cai with a thud, their eyes filled with awe, and shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Big brother! You're the real big brother!!"

Just as the two were preparing to devoutly seek the scriptures and worship the Immortal with the flat tent, a series of footsteps suddenly came from outside the prison cell.

Immediately afterwards, with a loud "bang," the iron gate was pushed open again.

A prison guard rushed in with a stern expression, shouting, "Who is Liu Cai? Come out now! There's an urgent interrogation!"

Before Liu Cai could react, two special agents stepped forward, grabbed him from both sides, and dragged him out. Their speed was so fast that it was as if they were snatching him away.

Before leaving, the prison guard turned back to Shangcai and Zhongcai, who were still kneeling on the ground in their cell, and said coldly:

"You two, tidy up his bunk yourselves in a bit. We'll arrange for a new inmate to fill the spot later."

"Bang!"

The iron gate closed again, and the footsteps in the corridor gradually faded into the distance.

The two top students from 985 universities who remained in the cell were completely stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

Several minutes passed before the two slowly turned their heads and looked at each other, staring at the empty bunk, recalling the guard's words, "Fill out this spot..."

Brother Wang gasped, letting out a sigh of deep regret:

"Wow... such an amazing player, and the young man looks so refined and gentle, so young..."

The chubby guy from Zhongcai University wiped away a bead of sweat and said with a heavy heart, "Yeah, they were barely settled in when they were urgently summoned away. They even had to make room for someone else in their bed..."

Judging by this look, they're probably going to the execution ground to eat peanuts!

"What a pity!"

"That's right! They didn't even have time to leave behind any skills! Sigh... these skills are probably going to be lost forever!"

……

at the same time.

Inside the residence of Shaofu Zongyu.

Inside the main hall, a dozen or so aristocratic civil officials who had just finished their court session were sitting closely together.

Unlike in the imperial court where they were too intimidated to utter a sound, now that they were back in their private quarters, these officials were like ants on a hot pan, running around in a panic.

"Lord Zong! You must make a decision!"

An official, his face contorted with anxiety, slapped his thigh repeatedly, lamenting, "You saw those 'Administrative Aptitude Test' and 'Essay Test' that Zhang Fan produced today!"

"How could our sons, who only know how to memorize the Book of Poetry and the Book of Documents, possibly answer those strange and unusual math problems, or those unfathomable theories on governing the country?"

"yes!"

Another censor chimed in, his eyes red with anxiety, "If he really makes this kind of question the norm for the imperial examination, where will our aristocratic families have a place in the court in the future?"

Zhang Fan is clearly trying to sever our family line and destroy the foundation of our aristocratic family!

Listening to the chaotic complaints inside the hall.

Sitting in the main seat, Shaofu Zongyu calmly picked up the teacup on the table, gently blew on the tea foam, and showed no sign of panic, but rather a hint of smugness.

"Bang."

Zong Yu gently set down his teacup, glanced at everyone, and said calmly, "Why are you all so alarmed? The imperial examination? Whether Zhang Fan can keep his head intact today is still unknown."

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, and all turned to look at Zong Yu.

Zong Yu sneered, his eyes filled with malice: "Those cartloads of old, murky accounts were a deadly trap I personally orchestrated! The intricate web of accounts is so complex that even if you tied all the accountants in the world together, they couldn't untangle it!"

"How dare he boast before His Majesty that he could settle the matter within half a day? He's practically courting death!"

Zong Yu stroked his beard, confidently continuing, "If he can't produce a clear account within half a day, the millions in losses will be firmly pinned on him!"

Then, we'll join forces and impeach him for embezzling public funds, deceiving the emperor, and being unworthy of his position!

"Would you still use the exam questions set by a prisoner who has embezzled public funds and committed the crime of deceiving the emperor? Naturally, someone else would be ordered to set the questions!"

Upon hearing Zong Yu's ingenious plan, the aristocratic officials, who had been grieving as if they had lost their parents, were overjoyed!

"Brilliant! Lord Zong is truly brilliant!"

"This plan is brilliant! Using just a few cartloads of tattered tents to destroy Zhang Fan's foundation is a fatal blow!"

"Lord Zong's strategic planning is truly remarkable; you are indeed a financial genius of our Great Qin. I admire you immensely!"

"..."

A chorus of flattery immediately filled the hall, as if they could already see Zhang Fan's miserable state.

Suddenly, one of the more suspicious older officials frowned slightly and said cautiously:

"Lord Zong, the plan is indeed well-thought-out... but that Immortal Master Zhang Fan always possesses unpredictable and mysterious abilities. What if... I mean, what if, he really does manage to calculate those accounts within half a day?"