The mother and daughter walked out of the talent market, and He Wentao pulled Zhao Dazhuang and quickly followed.

"Miss, are you looking for an accounting job?"

The woman turned around in surprise and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, which company are you?"

As she said that, her eyes passed over He Wentao, as if she wanted to find the recruitment station of He Wentao's company.

He Wentao smiled gently and said, "Our company is an animation production and needs a financial specialist. The company has just been established and is still registering. If you are not at ease, I can take you to our company's office location."

When the woman heard this, she couldn't help but hesitate.

He Wentao was frank, but she was still a little scared. After all, she was a woman with a young daughter. If something happened to her, she would...

Seeing this, He Wentao thought for a while and asked, "I would like to ask, do you have any experience in finance work?"

"I... I used to buy it in the toy factory in the district, and I worked for two years. The factory's performance was not good, so I was laid off."

Two years of cashier?

It's barely enough.

He Wentao nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing that the woman was still hesitant, she said, "Our company is in the office building opposite the provincial TV station, Room 1901, Building A. If you have time, you can come and have a look tomorrow. However, I can only wait until tomorrow. Otherwise, I will have to recruit people."

"Thank you, sir, what do you call me?"

"My surname is He."

"Thank you, Mr. He, if...if you can, I'll go tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you. By the way, I can take my daughter to work with me, but the company doesn't prohibit it."

After saying that, He Wentao reached out and rubbed the little girl's hair gently, praised her and left with a smile.

Behind him, Zhao Dazhuang followed and whispered: "Brother Wentao, you don't know..."

He Wentao turned around and saw Zhao Dazhuang's strange look on his face, so he couldn't help but glar at him.

"What are you thinking about? I thought of Wenwen and Tingting when I saw her bringing her daughter."

"So that's how it is."

Zhao Dazhuang suddenly realized: "I just said, if you pay so much money, you will actually need someone with two years of work experience."

In Zhao Dazhuang's view, He Wentao has to hire an old accountant if he invests 500,000 yuan.

He Wentao smiled and said, "If she comes tomorrow, remember to learn to settle accounts with her. When the airs start to fight, don't leave for the time being, learn hard first."

"Ah? Brother Wentao, do you want me to learn to manage the accounts?" Zhao Dazhuang was panicked.

He worked hard, and tormented him by using his brain.

He Wentao shook his head helplessly: "What I told you last time is that there is another project to be done. I plan to hand it over to you to manage the accounting for me. The animation production company has almost no capital flow. But the daily input of that project will be very large. I am not at ease with others."

Hearing this, Zhao Dazhuang nodded heavily, his face turned red.

"Brother Wentao, I'll listen to you."

"That's right."

He Wentao patted his shoulder and took the lead.

Zhao Dazhuang followed behind him, his face full of bitterness.

Not far away, watching the two left, the woman thought.

"Mom, is that uncle a bad guy?"

"Where are so many bad people in this world?"

The woman smiled, but her eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Who said? Dad is a bad guy, he..."

"Okay, OK, stop talking, let's go home."

"Mama, can you eat meat tomorrow?"

"tomorrow……"

The woman looked up and looked into the distance. She didn't know what tomorrow would be.

...

Chaozhou City, factory director’s office.

Ma Desheng was so angry that he wanted to smash things.

Several suppliers sitting on the sofa were even more angry.

They guessed that He Wentao would come to the clothing factory early in the morning, but now it was already eleven o'clock, and they didn't wait for He Wentao to appear.

"Director Ma, what does He Wentao mean?"

"That's it! Do we need money for our time?"

"Director Ma, do you have any conspiracy?"

Ma Desheng glared at his eyes and said angrily: "What conspiracy? Old Chen, if there is a conspiracy, I will invite you to dinner and wait here with you?"

Chen Shiguang comes from an auxiliary material factory and specializes in providing auxiliary materials such as buttons and zippers for clothing factories.

When he saw Ma Desheng getting angry, he also jumped up at the same time.

"You said there was no conspiracy? But it's fine. His surname is He bought a clothing factory and waited for it but didn't come to take over. Is he so idle? Or is he having too much money and having to hold on?"

"This...who the hell did I know!"

Ma Desheng screamed in anger, his teeth clattering.

The other person also frowned and said, "Old Ma, I don't believe you and him, but you have to find some way to come out. If he doesn't come, you will force him out!"

Ma Desheng frowned and thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you can wait for another day. If He Wentao doesn't come yet, I will ask someone to go to the city government square to make a fuss! The employees also have to have dinner!"

When the day gradually became late, He Wentao really fulfilled their wish and did not appear.

Several people drank tea for a day, and their mouths were bitter.

The ashtray at Ma Desheng's hand was already full of cigarette butts.

Seeing that the time for get off work was coming, he crushed the cigarette butts in his hand and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow morning, one hundred people will go and make trouble for me! I don't believe it. He Wentao can still sit. Even if He Wentao can sit, can he Qian Zhiming still sit?"

The next morning.

Qian Zhiming came to work and saw the quiet people in the square at a glance.

There were many people around the crowd pointing curiously.

Qian Zhiming suddenly felt a little angry.

He walked over and quickly figured out that it was a person from the clothing factory who had to work and eat!

He barely escaped and came to the office. Before he could sit down, Liu Dinghua called.

"Lao Qian, what's the situation in the clothing factory now? What difficulties are there in He Wentao?"

"Leader, He Wentao went to the province, you know..."

"this……"

Liu Dinghua was amused and crying.

He didn't expect that He Wentao didn't even go to the factory and went directly to the province.

"You should ask him back quickly and stabilize the clothing factory first!"

"I...I can't contact him, He Wentao doesn't even have a BP machine."

Liu Dinghua was speechless.

What is the difference between not having a mobile phone or a BP machine and disappearing?

After thinking about it, Liu Dinghua had no choice but to say, "You go and comfort me, you can't continue to make trouble like this."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Qian Zhiming had not sat in his butt yet, and walked out quickly.

When Qian Zhiming comforted the employees of the clothing factory, He Wentao had already obtained a business license and left the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Just after carving a seal next to him, He Wentao and Zhao Dazhuang came to the office building opposite the provincial platform.

"Mr. He, you are here."

Outside the company gate, Wen Feiran and another young woman were waiting.

"Mr. He, this is Feng Ke, who is responsible for writing the script."

He Wentao nodded, exchanged a few greetings, then opened the door and walked in together.

Looking at the empty office space, He Wentao said: "Feiran, the company's account has been opened, and 500,000 yuan has been transferred into the book. You are responsible for purchasing office supplies first."

"No problem, Mr. He. Mr. He, our business license has been released?"

"Yes, I forgot about this."

He Wentao took out his business license and pointed to the wall and said, "Dazhuang, hang up our company's business license."

"Okay."

A brand new business license was hung on the wall.
Chapter completed!