Song Yutang also advised, "Mom, it may be a little strange at first, but I will help you. Don't worry."
Song Yutang said so, and the old man made the final decision. "Okay. From now on, let Xiulan be the master. Caixia, you have worked hard for so many years as the master. I will give you a long vacation and hand over to my sister-in-law."
Song Yutang made a timely addition. "Second Aunt, I haven't calculated the medical expenses for half a year. I wonder how long it will take to hand over the money? If it's too difficult, forget it. I'll directly hire an audit team to do the liquidation."
Wu Caixia's face looked as ugly as constipation, and he forced a smile, "Three days... the handover will be clear within three days."
She has been in charge of the family for so many years and has gained a lot of benefits.
Once it is cleared by the audit team, everything will be exposed.
Song Yutang smiled calmly, "Don't force it. I am currently studying a course in this area and met an accounting firm. It was introduced by the Gu Family, and the liquidation is very fast."
Wu Caixia almost cried, "No... not forced, not forced at all."
Jiang Dingkun couldn't help laughing.
What a good idea.
Step by step, linked together.
After solving Wu Caixia, Song Yutang turned to Jiang Dingkun: "Grandpa, my mother is here for the first time, and there are many places she is not familiar with. Butler Wang's work may increase. The new official has been in charge for three years, so he cannot treat the old man badly. Shouldn't he be given a proper salary increase?"
Jiang Dingkun glanced at Butler Wang and waved his hand. "You are the head of the family...Xiulan is the head of the family, she can handle it herself."
Song Yutang bowed slightly.
Then the conversation changed. "Well... if I remember correctly, the head of our Jiang Family family is also the chairman of Jiang Clan Charitable Foundation."
After the words fell, the living room was silent for a moment.
Everyone took a breath and looked at her with different eyes.
As we all know, Jiang Group has Jiang Clan Charitable Foundation under his name.
Every chairman of the charity foundation is the wife of the head of the Jiang Clan family.
After Jiang Dingkun's wife retired, this position was naturally passed on to Wu Caixia.
Later, Li Xiulan appeared, and everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it.
Unexpectedly, Song Yutang quietly announced such a big deal, and what he was really eyeing was the position of chairman of the charity fund.
Chen Ruyin, who had not dared to say anything for a long time, finally couldn't help it anymore and acted like he had the overall situation in mind. "Xiulan doesn't even know a few Chinese characters, so he's just a housekeeper. Being the chairman of the foundation? You'll only make people laugh, right?"
Song Yutang glanced at her lightly. "Then what should we do? She is the wife of the Jiang Family's eldest son and the future wife of the head of the house. It would only make people laugh if the wife of a bastard becomes the chairman of the board of directors."
No one dared to speak again.
The matter of life experience is always a hurdle that cannot be bypassed.
Finally, Jiang Dingkun spoke slowly, "Don't be ridiculous, Xiulan is really not suitable to be the chairman of the foundation."
Song Yutang's smile remained unchanged and he said every word, "It doesn't matter, I'll do it. We are two people, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, one is responsible for the inside and the other is responsible for the outside."
Chen Ruyin sighed, with a gentle and caring face. "Yutang, you are young, and you are from a humble background and have never read any books. It is good to have such a heart. But the charity fund is not a house, you probably don't even know what it is, right?"
Song Yutang glanced at her and said calmly, "Old aunt, have you not been slapped enough? You want to pretend to be a gentle and virtuous loving elder, but you are demeaning in every word. You are a bitch and you have to set up a chastity memorial. A girl in her teens or 20s can talk about tea and tea, but she is somewhat pure and cute. When you look at your old face, which has been smeared with three pounds of powder, it is just like an old cucumber applying green paint. It's hard to see."
"Pfft..." Jiang Boyan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Song Yutang picked up the tea cup and took a slow sip. "Old aunt, who here can't see this little trick of yours? I respect you as an old godly woman who is half buried in the earth. I give you three points of thin noodles. Do you really think you can play with everyone?"
Chen Ruyin It felt like I was slapped twice.
Her methods are indeed not very clever and novel.
It works repeatedly, just because some people are willing to turn a blind eye.
Now that she was exposed in a straightforward way, it was like being stripped of her clothes in front of everyone. Her face was so hot that she couldn't say a word.
The world is finally peaceful.
Song Yutang took a sip of tea slowly. "It is true that I can't imitate the extravagant behavior of my old aunt, nor can I imitate the pretentiousness of a wild species of unknown origin, but I still learned a little bit about how to run a family. Charitable funds are essentially public trusts. Jiang Clan Charitable Foundation Collected It uses a corporate structure, with a board of directors as the highest decision-making body, and a secretariat responsible for daily operations. The foundation has three main sources of funds... The funds are mainly divided into four major sectors: education funding, medical assistance, disaster response and cultural protection..."
She suddenly chuckled and changed the topic, "But..."
Everyone subconsciously pricked up their ears.
Song Yutang's eyes fell on Wu Caixia's face. "As far as I know, in the past three years, the foundation has had an 'administrative operating expense' on its account, which has been around 3 million each year. According to industry practice, it is reasonable for foundations of similar size to control administrative costs within 1.5 million. Where did the extra 1.5 million go?"
Wu Caixia's face changed.
There was also silence in the living room.
Song Yutang withdrew his gaze and smiled calmly, "For example, the musical instruments donated to foreign art academies last year were heard to be works by masters, and each unit price was hundreds of thousands of dollars. Pianos, violins, and cellos were all top-of-the-line configurations. Because of the huge expense, the material funds originally intended to aid poor snow disaster areas were misappropriated. A total of one million, instead of helping hundreds of thousands of families to survive the cold winter, it is better to buy half a piano for the young masters and ladies from foreign art academies..."
Chen Ruyin turned pale and subconsciously blurted out. "What do you know? Art is priceless..."
Song Yutang: "I really don't understand. I also don't understand what you mean by giving up funding for poor students in China, including the 500 orphan students originally planned to be funded, and changing the funding targets to black people abroad. You also claim that you don't engage in racial discrimination."
Chen Ruyin forced a smile, "Yutang You have never been abroad and don't have a green card, so you don't understand. Those black students are also having a hard time. A pair of signed sneakers, a set of flight equipment, and even a simple trip are all things they dream of..."
"That's enough." Jiang Dingkun suddenly shouted angrily.