Chapter 1546

It's Thursday in a flash.

Mr. gent, the head of the branch, is very busy these days and hardly shows up.

My colleague talked about it in the tea room at lunch time and said, "Mr. Ghent is accompanying Mr. Leighton. It seems that there is something important. They go everywhere."

"Do you want to survey the terrain and open another branch?"

That's a good guess.

If we open another branch in Hong Kong, will all the branch presidents and managers be transferred from the UK, or will they use the nearest Hong Kong branch?

Everyone's in a tight frame.

On Friday morning, He Wei saw a supervisor who was usually very lazy and always dressed in fancy clothes. This time, he accidentally shaved off his beard, wore a suit vest, shoes and tie.

He is not used to such formal clothes. From time to time, he has to pull his tie and return to his position quietly. His tailored suit makes him unable to show his fists, and he can no longer sit without a seat.

"Do you really want to open a branch? In that case, can I transfer? The new branch manager doesn't need to be too reliable, just better than Mr. Ghent. " He Wei thought.

If you want to transfer, you have to show yourself in front of Mr. Leighton.

He Wei is a delicate Oriental face. In the eyes of the British, she is a great beauty.

As long as she shows up, Mr. Leighton will remember her. Besides, she met Mr. Leiden's daughter, Miss Anna, and she liked He Wei very much.

"Is the dance really going on this weekend? Can I get the invitation?" He Wei can't sit still.

She wanted so much to keep her job, and felt that Mr. Ghent was shameless and unwilling to work under him.

While she was thinking, Mr. Ghent came back. He was in a hurry and went straight to his own office without saying hello.

After staying in the office for only five minutes, he left again, apparently just coming back to pick up things or send things back.

He Wei stretched his head and looked, and found that other people were also looking. She took back her sight silently.

"In such a hurry, are you really choosing an address to open a branch?" He Wei is a little suspicious.

If it is to open a branch, many people need to discuss it, investigate the terrain together, and then work out the documents slowly, rather than find the branch president alone.

He Wei put down her expectation in her heart. She'd better live under Mr. gent's hands.

On the way, she went to the bathroom.

When she came back, she found a small opening in her desk drawer, as if it had been opened. He was slightly surprised and quickly opened it. Then she saw an invitation.

The invitation is very exquisite, with the time, place, and He Wei's Chinese and English names written on it.

"The ball?" He Wei was happy in his heart, and soon his heart sank again.

What's the point of being so furtive?

He Wei raised his eyes and looked at the direction of Zhang Zhu. He found that Zhang Zhu had a sneaky look under his desk from time to time. In addition to Zhang Zhu, several colleagues nearby are also different.

"Who just came?" He Wei asked a nearby colleague who was concentrating on his work.

The colleague's eyes did not leave the document in front of him: "Mr. Ghent's secretary."

Later, He Wei beat around the Bush and learned that there was a gap when she went to the bathroom. Mr. Ghent's secretary really came over and asked some people to sign a document.

Mr. Ghent is not here. What documents do you want to sign? Obviously that's an excuse. It's an invitation.

It should be a small welcome party.

He Wei put the invitation away and began to work quietly.

After work, she went to buy meat and made braised pork.

Then she knocked on the door of the old man next door.

The old man wrote poems at night, went to buy wine in the morning, got drunk and slept all day, and woke up at seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

He said with a smile: "last time, please try my braised pork."

The old man has no resistance to greasy meat. He wanted to invite He Wei in, but the room was like a pigsty, dirty, messy and smelly, and he was even more reluctant to go to He Wei's room alone.

"There's a table and chair on the top floor." He Weidao.

The old man went back to his room. Soon he took out two candles and said to He Wei, "candlelight dinner. Well, this is romance."

He Wei feels that eating braised pork with a bowl is not romantic.

They went up to the top floor.

At the end of October, Hong Kong was a bit cool. The blue sky was cloudless, and the stars were twinkling, like a handful of broken gold.

He Wei put down the bowl and chopsticks, and the old man lit the candle himself.

He is in such candlelight, a fork of a large piece of braised meat, eat.

"... old man, have you ever worked in the head office or the branch?" He Wei asked.

The Old English gentleman said, "head office."

"Do you know what Mr. Matthew Leighton likes? I'm talking about subordinates, not women's preferences. " He Wei asked carefully.The old gentleman blocked his mouth with a mouthful of stewed pork, chewed it with a puff of cheek, and then answered her after a while: "he appreciates his diligent subordinates very much. I once told him that truly efficient subordinates will not work overtime. Only those who procrastinate or deliberately show off will stay to work overtime.

Such a person can't be reused. But Matthew thinks that if he can work hard, he has feelings for the bank. He prefers subordinates like this. "

He Wei was a little frustrated.

At the ball, there's no such chance. Won't she go to the ball?

"Was your previous position very high?" He Wei asked again.

The old man didn't care and said, "it's not high, but I dare say I'll mention anything. It's because it's insignificant that Matthew won't listen to me. He has a very common feeling with me

He Wei knows.

She thought of something and asked the old gentleman, "Mr. Ghent is in his fifties. You should know him, don't you?"

"Yes."

"What do you think of him?" He Wei asked.

She wanted to find Mr. Ghent's weakness and deal with him in the future. If the old gentleman happens to know, it would be great.

"Ghent, dirty but not greedy, is a good subordinate, but not suitable to be a friend." Said the old man.

This sentence is extremely accurate.

"You really know them," he said with a smile

"I have nothing to do, so I look at people all day." Said the old man.

He Wei later asked Mr. leiduner. She said that Mr. Ghent was a little disrespectful to her. She didn't want to work under him. If she opened a new bank, she wanted to work in a branch.

"No new branches." The old man said, "it's not so easy to open a branch, young lady. When Mr. Ghent comes to Hong Kong, he won't have a ball with you young people. He's not that cheap. "

He Wei was stunned.

What does that mean?

She looked at the old man.

The old Englishman was full of oil and beard. He looked like a tramp. It's hard to imagine that such a person has any ability or insight.

If he gets along well, he will be a branch president like Mr. Ghent, rather than a poet.

But some of his words are very reasonable.

He Wei thinks it's strange. She's going to the song and dance hall.

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