The finance manager was a somewhat portly middle-aged man in his forties. He wore round-framed glasses, and his surname was Yang.
He chuckled. "Wang Yan, how did the chairman find out about you?"
Wang Yan had already risen to his feet. He stood there as if pondering seriously. "Old Yang, I honestly don't know. Hey, do you think it might be because the rumors between Secretary Don and me have been spreading lately? So much so that the chairman had to look into it himself?"
"Don't say it, that really is possible." Manager Yang froze for a moment, then slapped his thigh. "The people in the group really are something else. Why are their mouths so loose? They don't do any actual work all day, just spread this kind of gossip."
"Oh, give it a rest. I've heard you gossiping with others too, saying what virtue or ability a kid like me had to win such a beauty."
Manager Yang gave an awkward "uh," then laughed it off. "Anyway, hurry up and go. Don't keep the chairman waiting too long. It's your first time meeting him, so make a good impression. Then won't your future be set? With a word from the chairman, it wouldn't be impossible for you to take my position."
He did not dare trade barbs with Wang Yan, because Wang Yan truly did not put up with that sort of thing. Wang Yan was highly capable at his job, had been working for quite some time, understood computerized accounting, and had access to the general ledger. He really knew certain things—enough to send some people in the Finance Department to Tilanqiao for further study.
The chairman's office was on the top, thirty-sixth floor. The General Manager's Office was also located there, along with a suite for