Chapter 415: The Old ounting Firm


    Trantor: Lan Editor: Efydatia


    "How much did you charge your second client?"


    "500 dors a month..."


    "Wow! So, you can earn 2,500 dors only from your firm! That will be 30,000 a year. Congrattions!"


    Qin Guan turned around to look at her smiling face. Her sneer made him calm down. He gently picked up her hand. "I want to hold your hand and grow old with you. It’s my honor to be with a calm woman like you. Lan Jin’spany is small right now, but considering how smart he is, it will grow 10 timesrger in five years. My fees are reasonable. He will be happy about his total assets at the end of the year."


    "Both my firm and our future will be good. Wait for me. In two years, we will get married."


    Cong Nianwei flushed at his words. "Who... Who will get married?"


    "It all depends on me! I’m the powerful demon here!"


    The moon peeping outside the window pulled some soft clouds over to cover her eyes. Snowkes were falling on the earth.


    "It’s snowing..."


    "Hush... Don’t speak..."


    It waste at night. Goodnight, everyone.


    Qin Guan found the aim of his life in his small firm. He was busy and secretive in his actions, except when it came to his sses and part-time jobs.


    An Asian boy was haunting the business streets of Manhattan and the ounting firms of New York. He was always wearing meticulous Armani clothes and carrying a ck briefcase.


    He was nning on visiting some big ounting firms to see the operational patterns of other firms. He was a real spy.


    Before he could choose his first target, his phone rang. "Hello, is this Mr. Qin Guan?"


    "Yes, it is."


    "This is PWC. We saw thetest list of the AICPA and wonder if Mr Qin Guan would be interested in our firm. Do you have time for a meeting?"


    This was amon waypanies used to recruit talented people. They would ask headhunters to find people ording to thetest list.


    Qin Guan was happy about the phone call. It hade just in time. "Okay. I’m on Broadway. Okay..."


    Qin Guan hung up and headed straight to PWC.


    Wall Street was located at the southern part of Manhattan. Despite its beautiful surroundings, it was governed by the cruelws of the financial jungle. It was the cradle of all kinds of financial firms, as well as the money center of the US.


    PWC’s branch in New York was also its headquarters in the US. It was located in a tall building on Wall Street. Getting out of the crowded elevator, Qin Guan arrived at the HR department along with other quiet office workers.


    There were dozens of folded chairs in the big hall. The assistants were distributing nk forms to the applicants. Qin Guan saw lines of formal dresses, leather shoes, and suits. Thedies had pulled their hair into tight, strict buns. ck and grey were the most popr colors in the room. Everyone there looked steady and serious.


    Qin Guan chose a seat in the back and filled the forms out carefully. They focused on educational background, certificates and work experience. The forms differed ording to the department.


    There were not that many positions for people with a CPA, let alone for general ountants. Two different interviewing rooms had been prepared for people with different certificates.


    Qin Guan was the third candidate to be called. Led by a soft-waisted girl, he entered the interviewing room. It was a clean meeting room without any decorations. Six interviewers were sitting behind a long desk. There was a single desk for the recorder. Everyone in the room fixed their eyes on him.


    The recorder coughed. Qin Guan nced at her.


    Wow! An acquaintance. It was the girl who had been sitting next to him in the examination room. She was working for PWC, but she was a CPA green hand.


    Marsha gritted her teeth. She had failed one of the exams by only one point.


    She tentatively asked Qin Guan about his career ns. He said that he would be starting his own business. Yet he was still there, in the interview room.


    He must have gotten the certificate. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be looking so proud. My mum is right. She says all handsome men are liars.


    Qin Guan and the interviewers had no idea what she was thinking about. They were just asking and answering questions ording to the standard procedure.


    "You majored in ounting in China. Now you are studying Finance at Columbia. It took you only half a year to get your CPA. You must have a good academic foundation."