He Wentao was also looking at Fang Yuanhang.

The white-washed suit is particularly obvious.

"Mr. Yang, please sit down." He Wentao pointed to the chair opposite.

"Thank you, Mr. He."

Fang Yuan thanked him and walked towards the chair.

Although he tried his best to control his feet, his unstable pace was still exposed.

He Wentao's eyes narrowed for a moment, but he didn't pay attention.

When he arrived at the seat, Fang Yuanhang did not sit down directly, but handed over a resume with both hands.

"Mr. He, this is my resume."

"Sit down."

He Wentao took over his resume, and then Fang Yuanhang sat down.

Resume is not printed. Where did the printing shop come from in this era?

A beautiful running script comes into view.

Just looking at the beginning made He Wentao’s eyes lit up.

"Mr. Yang graduated from Central South University of Finance and Economics?"

"Yes, Mr. He, I graduated from the financial management major in 1992."

"This is one of the top universities in the country. How could I think of returning to Chaozhou to work? And... Huh? You also came from a clothing factory?"

He Wentao was very surprised.

The country only began to abolish the unified classification of graduates in 1993 and implemented independent career choices. But in fact, it was not until 1996 that it was truly implemented.

Fang Yuanhang graduated from a prestigious university in 1992, and is obviously not within this range.

Such a sought-after talent actually ran back to Chaozhou and went to a small clothing factory. He Wentao was not surprised.

Fang Yuanhang's expression did not fluctuate.

"My parents are both employees of clothing factories and are not in good health. If they stay in other provinces, it will be inconvenient to take care of them, so..."

"Mr. Fang is very filial."

He Wentao sincerely exclaimed and asked again: "The resume says, you resigned from the clothing factory for personal reasons? I want to know what the specific reason is."

Fang Yuanhang seemed to have known that he could not avoid this problem. He pointed to his right leg and smiled bitterly: "I'm lame in my leg and stayed in the hospital for three months."

Judging from Fang Yuanhang's expression, there must be something else in the middle, but if the other party didn't say it, He Wentao wouldn't ask.

He nodded and said, "Our company is a chain store. In addition to children's playground, it mainly sells children's clothing and other children's products. If some products are manufactured by OEM, the other party provides VAT invoices to pay. As the financial director, how do you handle this business?"

This time, it was Fang Yuanhang's turn to be surprised.

He thought that He Wentao was young and should not have any professional financial knowledge.

However, he seemed to underestimate He Wentao.

Fang Yuanhang calmed down and said, "First, I want to check whether the other party is qualified to entrust processing. Second, review the contract signed by the entrust processing. Third, ask the other party to provide invoices as cost accounting for reasonable tax avoidance, fourth..."

Fang Yuanhang said, and He Wentao nodded repeatedly, feeling relieved.

This is the professional financial director!

Yang Bao?

That's nothing!

Until Fang Yuanhang finished speaking, He Wentao smiled.

"I have to say that Mr. Fang has a strong professional knowledge."

"Thank you, Mr. He for your praise." Fang Yuanhang responded. He had his own arrogance for his professional knowledge.

He Wentao smiled and asked again: "If you are a financial manager, how can you supervise financially in various chain stores?"

"Improve internal control systems, standardize financial processing, unified management of financial personnel, and the branch financial director is appointed by the headquarters."

Fang Yuanhang's answer was not delayed.

He Wentao frowned.

Originally, he planned to use the store manager as the manager, and the headquarters provided financial training to the store manager.

But when Fang Yuanhang said it, he thought about it carefully and seemed that what Fang Yuanhang said was more standardized and more effective.

Seeing He Wentao frowning, Fang Yuanhang's heart suddenly burst.

In this era, bosses do less standardized things. For personnel planning and cost control, the cost of individual financial personnel will undoubtedly increase costs.

Just when he was worried, He Wentao stood up.

Is it going to end?

Fang Yuanhang stood up with a heart thud.

But when He Wentao reached out his hand, he smiled gently, "Manager Fang, welcome to join our company."

ah?

Passed?

Fang Yuanhang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reached out and held He Wentao together.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. He."

Fang Yuanhang's voice was a little hoarse, and only he knew that it was the joy after being recognized.

Since he became a cripple, he went out to apply for a job, but he didn't read the resume and asked him to leave directly.

And He Wentao not only listened to him, but also accepted him!

He Wentao also heard the strange sound of Fang Yuanhang.

He reached out and patted Fang Yuanhang on the shoulder and said, "Do it well, I will leave the company's financial recruitment to you."

...

Fang Yuanhang left and started working officially tomorrow.

He Wentao called Feng Yikai in the factory.

"Old Feng, did you recommend Fang Yuanhang?"

"Ah? Mr. He, I...I...I don't mean anything else, I am..."

Feng Yikai hurriedly explained, but was interrupted by He Wentao.

"I didn't blame you. Fang Yuanhang is a talent! You recommended it very well."

When He Wentao saw Fang Yuanhang's resume, he knew that it must be Feng Yikai's recommendation.

One Yang Bao was a coincidence, and another Fang Yuan voyage came. How could there be so many coincidences in this world?

However, the two people's work does not have the opportunity to be connected together, so He Wentao does not need to be wary of anything.

"Thank you Mr. He for your praise. It is my responsibility to provide you with talents."

He Wentao asked his question: "What's going on with his feet?"

"this……"

"Why? Can't you say it?"

"No, no, no."

Feng Yikai shook his head on the other end of the phone, lowered his voice, "We guess it was the owner of the horse... Ma Desheng found someone. Fang Yuanhang graduated from a prestigious university and worked as a financial officer when he came back. He was promoted to deputy section chief a year, but he was too straightforward. Ma Desheng became the factory director and tampered with the financial situation. He discovered the clues and went to find Yang Bao... That night, on the way home, he quarreled with the little punk and his leg was broken."

After listening to Feng Yikai's statement, He Wentao let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay, I understand. This person's recommendation is good. When the factory is on track, you will be the deputy factory director in charge of administration."

"Ah! Thank you Mr. He, thank you Mr. He!"

Feng Yikai was overjoyed.

Before, He Wentao only made the title of deputy factory director, but now he has even thought about the specific position, which shows how true it is!

It's a foregone conclusion!

On the other side, Fang Yuanhang returned to the garment manufacturer's resident yard, looked at the somewhat old tube building, and clenched his fists excitedly.

Before, every time he came back, he was disheartened.

Even, I dare not go home, feeling that I have no face to face my parents, wife and children.

But now, I finally waited for the clouds to clear and the moon to see the brightness!

As the deputy finance manager, the basic salary alone is 1,500, not including all subsidies and benefits.

He wanted to yell, and our long voyage finally turned over!

At this moment, a tiny voice sounded from behind.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't dare to go home if I didn't go to the interview?"

Fang Yuanhang turned around and found that it was Yang Bao, who was wearing a leather bag and his face turned black.

A smile appeared on Fang Yuanhang's face.

"Secretary Yang, sorry, I passed, Deputy Finance Manager."

After saying that, under Yang Bao's fire-breathing eyes, he stepped up the stairs step by step.

The limping pace seemed to be mocking him in Yang Bao's eyes.

Finally, when Fang Yuanhang disappeared into the corridor, Yang Bao gritted his teeth and spit out a few words: "You lame! Why!"
Chapter completed!