I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 57: Learning from the Greats

"Yes! They are all old hands! Sometimes they can't be ordered around, but you can't just dismiss them all, right? After all, the work still depends on them." Xia He took a sip of her drink and sighed softly.

"Su Ming has only been the deputy president for a short time, and he only got this opportunity after Zhao Wenjun resigned. He's cooperating with me quite well now."

"I was the one who promoted Zhang Qunying, so she's naturally excellent."

Xia He analyzed: "As for you, I am most optimistic about you. You are more than qualified to be a section chief or director."

"No, senior sister, you also know that banks still pay attention to seniority. I have only been working here for more than a year and my experience is too shallow." Fang Qingye said.

"That's not necessarily true. It depends on the opportunity and the person." Xia He smiled mysteriously.

"Senior sister, there seems to be something behind your tone and words." Fang Qingye asked.

"No official decision has been made yet. Let's not discuss this for now. Let's continue discussing the issue I mentioned earlier."

Seeing that Xia He was unwilling to say anything, Fang Qingye did not continue to ask. It was none of his business anyway.

He picked up the beer can and took a sip, then said, "Actually, it's very simple if you want to deal with these old hands."

"Do you have another trick?"

"You've heard about the great man's eight commanders swapping places. You can also learn from him," Fang Qingye said slowly.

"Oh, you also thought of this idea?" Xia He was a little surprised and put down the drink cup.

"Yes, it seems that you have thought about it a long time ago, so why not implement it?" Fang Qingye asked back.

"Because it involves so many people, to be honest, I'm worried it will affect our bank's performance this year."

Women are not cruel enough. Look at Zhao Wenjun.

Fang Qingye sighed inwardly.

He thought for a moment and said:
"Your concerns are not without reason, but it depends on how you manage this balance. There is another more important issue."

"what is the problem?"

"Since you can't stand it and even feel these people are out of control, then dragging it out will only make things worse sooner or later. It's better to use this incident with the Liulin branch office as an opportunity to stir up trouble. A short pain is worse than a long one! Be ruthless and resolve this issue!"

After listening to this, Xia He thought seriously for a while while drinking her drink, and suddenly looked up as if she had made up her mind.

"Okay then, who do you think should be swapped with whom?" Xia He asked.

"Don't ask me about this. I hate these personnel matters the most. They're a headache." Fang Qingye refused.

Although he has a good relationship with Xia He now and the other party trusts him, it is better to stay away from such offensive matters.

As a woman, Xia He is hesitant and indecisive when thinking about problems, but once she makes a decision, she becomes decisive and resolute.

A personnel transfer plan was quickly drawn up and announced after a branch president meeting.

However, the move was not too big, only affecting one-third of the middle-level staff positions, but considering the entire Jinghai branch system, it was also very bold.

Everyone faces the same problem as the Nanxin Branch. Some bank presidents are locals, and various interests hinder their ability to act freely.

On the contrary, foreign monks like Xia He are better at chanting.

However, these are things that middle-level leaders worry about. Ordinary employees like Fang Qingye should just do what they are supposed to do and do their job well.

This morning, Fang Qingye had just arrived at work when Cao Ting, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly whispered to him, "Xiao Fang, come with me for a moment. I have something to tell you."

"Sister Cao, what's the matter? You're so mysterious." Fang Qingye said, but still left the office with Cao Ting and stood at the end of the corridor.

"Xiao Fang, I have good news for you. The provincial branch is planning to establish the position of assistant president in the county-level branches. I heard that the rank is tentatively set at level 18, deputy section chief. Our Jinghai City will be the pilot city!" Cao Ting said.

After the restructuring of Oriental Bank, the original department, division and section-level positions, which were modeled after those of government officials, were changed to 25 levels, with the smaller the number, the higher the level.

Fang Qingye is currently a Level 21 mid-level teller. Level 18 is the equivalent of a deputy business manager or deputy director of a savings bank. People still refer to it as a deputy section chief.

"Sister Cao, how do you know? I don't think I've heard of it." Fang Qingye felt strange.

"President Zhou, who's in charge of personnel at our city bank, is my husband's uncle."

oh.
After hearing what Cao Ting said, Fang Qingye suddenly realized.

Everyone says Cao Ting has a background because her father-in-law is a county-level leader. Unexpectedly, her husband also has an uncle who is the vice president of the municipal bank!

No wonder she was so free at the branch and no one talked about it. "Did President Zhou tell you?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Yes, yesterday my husband and I went to visit his uncle's house in the city. We talked about this matter during dinner. He said that the provincial branch president's meeting had passed it and the official document would be issued soon. The city also attached great importance to this matter and required that the candidates for assistant presidents promoted by each branch must be reported to the municipal bank for approval." Cao Ting said.

"Well, Sister Cao, you have great hopes." Fang Qingye said with a smile.

"You can see that I have no interest in being an official. I just go to work and take good care of my children at home. This is my real job." Cao Ting replied, then lowered her voice and said, "Xiao Fang, you have great hope!"

"Me? I'm far behind in terms of rank and qualifications."

"You don't know, but my uncle told me that the provincial branch leadership has clearly stated that this time, when promoting assistant presidents, they're going to break the seniority barrier and promote outstanding young cadres. Besides you, who else in our bank is going to be able to do that?"

"There are a lot. Anyone under 30 years old is considered a young cadre. We have more than a dozen of them in our branch." Fang Qingye replied.

"But they're not as good as you! You know exactly how President Xia treats you! I'm telling you this in secret so you can be mentally prepared. You must fight for what you have to fight for!"

"Thank you."

Whether you want to or not, you must be grateful to those you should be grateful to.

"Don't be polite, just work hard. I'm very optimistic about you! Don't forget to treat us when you succeed. Also, you have to keep this a secret! There's no official document yet."

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense."

The two of them then returned to the office one after another.

Fang Qingye didn't take this matter to heart.

I don't plan to get promoted or make a fortune in the bank. Now at work, the main thing is to have something to do every day, and I do it however I feel comfortable.

Talk to Xia He?

Forget it.

The next day at work, Fang Qingye finished his breakfast in the cafeteria as usual. He had just sat down in his office and was about to make a cup of tea and take a sip when he was stopped by Wu Shengli who came in.

"Xiao Fang, President Xia wants you and her to go to the city branch. Leave immediately."

"What are you going to the city for?" Fang Qingye asked casually.

"I didn't say anything specific. You can ask President Xia later."

Seeing this, Fang Qingye didn't ask any more questions. He put a notebook and pen into his briefcase, picked it up and walked out of the office, but was stopped by Wu Shengli again.

"Here, this."

Car keys!

"President Xia asked you to drive," Wu Shengli explained.

This peat, really think I am the driver?!
But Fang Qingye couldn't complain in front of Wu Shengli, so Fang Qingye took the car keys and went to the garage to drive the Passat. When the car came out of the garage and parked in the middle, he saw Xia He hurried downstairs with a briefcase, got in the car and sat in the back seat.

Fang Qingye drove out of the office and turned onto Changle Road. Through the rearview mirror, he glanced at Xia He, who was sitting in the back seat looking at documents, and said,
"Senior, that's a bit too much."

"What's too much?"

Xia He looked up at him.

"Do you really think I'm your driver?!"

"Oh, that's it." Xia He smiled. "Xiao Fang, don't mind it. It's not what you want. It's mainly because Lao Zhang is driving and some things are inconvenient to say. He is not a very tight-lipped person."

"Then what do you want to say?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Nothing serious, just chatting."

Me @#￥%
Fang Qingye was suddenly speechless and didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore.

Xia He giggled instead.

"What? Are you angry? I was just joking with you."

Xia He's face straightened after she finished speaking: "I'm taking you to the city bank today, mainly to meet President Zhang and the leaders of the city bank."

(End of this chapter)