บท 417: Qu Xuemei Is Coming

The interviewers either didn't understand, or they did, but they were not clear on what he was talking about.

This was a patent rule in the circle. A Chinese accountant on Wall Street could only depend on himself.

An old man with a poker face waved his hand around leisurely. "It’s better for you to know the current situation. You must know the high standards we set for our staff. If you spend 10 years here, I can promise you a senior management position."

10 years to get to senior management. That’s all you can offer me. Thanks a lot.

 "Wait to hear from us again..."

They had a discussion and told Qin Guan he could leave.

Qin Guan stood up and bowed before them gently. Then he turned around and grinned at Marsha in secret. He left the room without looking back.