Zhao Jun raised an eyebrow and said to Jiang Jinyou, "Brother Jiang, you just stay put. I'm telling you, no matter how many logs that Du Chunlin hauls back from your site today, I'll put it all on your tab."
"What?" Jiang Jinyou couldn't believe his ears.
Seeing his disbelief, Zhao Jun said again, "Didn't Du Chunlin go over to your site to haul logs? No matter how much he brings back today, I'll credit it all to your account."
The tallyman didn't just keep the accounts for the entire Logging Camp, but also helped each worker keep track of their personal tallies. This made it easier for the crew leaders to pay their men.
This time, Jiang Jinyou finally understood. A smile spread across his face, but he quickly composed himself and said to Zhao Jun, "Technician Zhao, maybe we should just let it go. You just started working here, I don't want this to cause you any trouble."
"Why's that?" Zhao Jun laughed. "I'm the tallyman. You think I'm afraid of some guy who just hauls logs?"
