Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

"He offered 80 a year, plus 1% of the group's shares."

"I didn't agree."

Hear the words.

Miss Jiang also nodded.

The salary requirement of 80 yuan per year is no problem if you really have the ability.

Jiang Ning could also afford it.

But the problem lies in the group's shares.

A wholly owned group enterprise of Brother.

You, a person who has done nothing, want to get 1% of the shares.

Do you really think that my company is a small startup that can be controlled by anyone?

then.

Link pointed to the second contract.

"This is the vice president of Wenxiang Group. He is from Ningzhou and has been in the position for seven years."

"Due to family reasons, I want to come back to work."

"After the headhunter contacted me, he offered 50 yuan a year."

“But I still rejected it.”

Ok?

This Miss Jiang was a bit unexpected.

She knows about Wenxiang Group.

A group company in Hu Province.

It mainly deals in various automotive parts and is a company with good qualifications.

And a management member can stay in office for seven or eight years without being taken down.

It proves that there is still a certain strength.

And the salary he asked for was not high.

It’s only 50 a year.

however.

When Miss Jiang asked the reason.

Link just said it politely.

"He has an excessive pursuit of beautiful things."

Miss Jiang was stunned subconsciously.

But when Link pointed at her pretty face.

Suddenly she understood something.

A black line on his face.

Excessive pursuit of beauty.

Isn't this just lustful?

Miss Jiang has been a woman for more than a year.

I am still a little bit self-conscious about my handsome face.

Let’s not tell you all.

That's most of the young men.

There is no way to deny this face of mine.

When she was just reborn, Miss Jiang had no consciousness.

Think about it now.

This face actually puts her in a lot of limitations.

At least when hiring people.

We also need to examine the other party's ability to restrain itself in this regard.

This point made Old Lin very satisfying to Miss Jiang.

I will never say anything soft because of her face.

When you need to argue, argue; when you need to argue, argue.

Not polite at all.

Then, it’s the third candidate.

It's a woman.

Forty years old.

Good ability.

It is the management team of a Fortune 500 company in the country.

The price is not high either.

Three hundred thousand a year.

But Link still refused.

And he gave a reason that even Miss Jiang couldn't accept.

"She was investigated before for accounting issues."

Matters concerning finances are serious issues.

And it has even reached the point of being investigated, which shows that the problem is quite serious.

Even without any punishment.

That can only mean that this person is very clever.

Our small company cannot afford such a master.

This is the end.

Miss Jiang also understood.

Why hasn't Link sent a suitable person to her for so long?

There are three contracts on this table.

Two are greedy for money and one is lustful.

How to choose?

"Is the headhunting company you found not good enough?"

"Falcon, one of the three largest headhunting companies in the province."

Hear the words.

Miss Jiang smacked her lips.

At this time.

She seemed to remember something.

He took his cell phone out of his pocket, typed a text message and sent it.

The results have just been posted.

She discovered.

The smell of grilled wings that I smelled before seemed to be getting stronger.

I couldn't help but frowned and asked.

"Old Lin."

"Do you smell anything?"

Hear this.

Link's expression suddenly became a little strange.

He pointed his finger above his head.

Nothing was said.

In an instant.

Miss Jiang understood something.

Take a deep breath.

Get up.

He walked out of the office angrily!

As a result, when Link was mentally prepared and ready to go up and comfort her.

I went up to the rooftop and took a look.

His sweet-looking little boss.

Squatting on a small stool.

He was holding two skewers of grilled chicken wings in his hands, his mouth full of oil.

Like a little cat...

.........

evening.

On Wang's tractor.

Miss Jiang touched her slightly bulging belly and frowned as she scolded the secretary who was driving.

"Wang Jianguo!"

"You are no longer allowed to grill chicken wings on the roof of the office building!"

"Let's not talk about how dangerous the fire is."

"It's so cold and the wind is so strong, don't you have a headache?!"

Hear this.

Secretary Wang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, pouted and muttered softly.

"It's dangerous to say that."

“But I eat more than anyone else…”

...

"I just want you to evacuate as soon as possible!"

"Do you understand the boss's good intentions?!"

Miss Jiang's self-righteous argument made Secretary Wang speechless.

"Okay, okay, yes, yes!"

"The boss is great, the boss is the best!"

I could tell the secretary was being perfunctory.

Miss Jiang frowned.

"Do you believe me and I'll go to your room to clean it up at night?"

"Boss, I was wrong."