For a while, Si Mingyu and Song Yanming had a very pleasant conversation.
Later, Song Yanming asked his secretary to call everyone to the conference room for a meeting.
Although the company usually has no requirements on whether employees should go to work or not, since shareholder Si Mingyu is here today, all employees are present except for two who are on business trips.
The company is small and has few people, so there is no confidentiality of information. Everyone knows about the change of the company's shareholders, so it is not surprising that Si Mingyu sits next to Song Yanming.
Following Song Yanming's introduction, the people present rose one by one to greet Si Mingyu. They included both men and women, all of them highly educated and capable individuals, some expert in stocks and funds, others skilled in venture capital, in short, elites in various financial investment sectors.
As a shareholder, Si Mingyu naturally had to say a few words. Fortunately, his long time following Mr. Fu was not in vain. He spoke for three minutes, which seemed very important but had no practical content when you thought about it. He won warm applause from the employees present.
Although the shareholders had changed, everything in the company remained the same, so the whole meeting ended in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
After everyone left, Song Yanming said to Si Mingyu, "Nephew, according to company regulations, shareholders' meetings require a dedicated secretary, but Mr. Gu and Mr. Wang have other things to do, so you will be the full-time secretary for the shareholders' meeting."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of resumes and placed them in front of Si Mingyu. "I arranged the recruitment two weeks ago. We've interviewed them about their work abilities, so there's absolutely no problem. Don't worry. As for who to hire in the end, you'll decide for yourself. They're all waiting outside, and I'll call them in one by one for your interview."
After hearing this, he understood. No wonder Song Yanming said on the phone that there was a surprise in the afternoon and it would probably take him more than two hours. So that was what was going on.
"Uncle Song, thank you for your concern." Although Si Mingyu knew that this was Song Yanming's way of currying favor with his shareholder, he was still very touched.
"That's what we should do. As a shareholder, you can't do without someone to run errands for you." Song Yanming's words were not an exaggeration. The entire company existed to make money for the three shareholders, so serving these three people well was the company's primary purpose.
There weren't many resumes. After all, this was already the second round of interviews, and those who didn't meet the requirements were eliminated. After a quick look at the resumes, Si Mingyu understood Song Yanming's intention.
"Okay, let's get started." Si Mingyu nodded slightly.
So Song Yanming's secretary began to call people one by one according to the list.
Those who submit resumes must have thoroughly researched the company beforehand. While Dongshen Wealth may be a relatively small investment company, it manages billions of yuan in capital, making it a significant player. Furthermore, its stable profits, promising growth prospects, and excellent industry reputation have resulted in a significant number of applicants.
Although the application requirements are very high, the salary is also much higher than that of the same industry. You think that you have a high degree of education and strong ability, and there are higher and stronger people competing with you. It is no exaggeration to say that in this extremely involuted society, as long as the salary is sufficient, it doesn't matter if you work like a slave.
This is a bit off topic.
The young ladies who came to apply for the job were also surprised. Although Si Mingyu dressed maturely, he looked no older than 21 or 22. But there was nothing they could do about it. Some people were born in Rome, while others were born to be slaves. It was different.
The first one is too short, pass.
Second, the dress is too androgynous.
Third, the voice is too rough.
The fourth one has big breasts but short legs, which is too much.
The fifth one... passed.
The final person selected was Lin Shirui, 23 years old, who graduated from the Finance Department of Shanghai University of International Business and Economics. She only had clerical work experience, but this was not a problem.
She is 1.72 meters tall and her overall appearance is an eight. Her outfit for today's interview is brown hair, a white chiffon shirt with a black hip skirt, and black high heels, which is very consistent with Si Mingyu's aesthetic.
None of the above is important. The main thing is that you have high emotional intelligence and are suitable to be a shareholders' meeting secretary.
"Congratulations on passing the interview and welcome to Dongshen Wealth." Si Mingyu stood up and extended his hand.
"Thank you Mr. Si for your affirmation. I will continue to work hard." Lin Shirui stretched out her hand and shook hands gently with Si Mingyu. Only at this moment did she feel relieved.
Lin Shirui wasn't a Shanghai native; she simply got accepted into Shanghai's University of International Business and Economics. Although she studied diligently, the university's finance program wasn't particularly well-researched, especially in Shanghai, China's financial hub. Graduates typically ended up unemployed, forcing them to change careers if they wanted to find work.
But like all migrant workers in Shanghai, she believed that opportunities would always be there in a city as big as Shanghai. Despite her good looks, she lacked any talent, so a career in the entertainment industry was out of the question. And even if she had started as an ordinary employee and worked her way up to retirement, she wouldn't have been able to earn this much monthly salary.
The contract was standard, clearly spelling out salary and benefits. There was also a confidentiality agreement and a non-compete agreement, explaining to her that the shareholder secretary possessed a wealth of internal company information, the disclosure of which would result in significant losses.
Lin Shirui understood this point. After all, information is the key to success in investment. If you know it one day earlier than your opponent, you may earn several times more than your opponent. So she signed it after taking a quick look and found no problem.
"That's it for now. You will officially start work tomorrow," said Song Yanming.
"Uncle Song, I'll leave first then?" Since the interview had a result, Si Mingyu was ready to go back.
"I'll see you off." Song Yanming stood up to see him off.
Although she will only start work tomorrow, since the boss is leaving, Lin Shirui will naturally have to follow him out.
"Uncle Song, company employees have clothing expenses, right?" Si Mingyu suddenly asked while waiting for the elevator.
"Yes, the standards vary depending on the position." How could Song Yanming not understand what he meant.
"Then I'll trouble Uncle Song to arrange it."
Ding! The elevator arrived at this moment, and Si Mingyu waved his hand and walked into the elevator.
Lin Shirui had just walked out of the World Financial Center when she received a text message reminder: RMB 50,000 was transferred to your debit card with the last digit XXXX, and the account balance...
Also received was a WeChat message from "Finance Ms. Li": "Company clothing expenses."
Lin Shirui suspected she had over-read a zero and counted again, only to confirm it wasn't five thousand, but fifty thousand. Even in Shanghai, this amount was equivalent to half a year's salary for an average person, but for the company, it was just enough to buy work clothes for the new employees.
She quickly asked on WeChat: "Sister Li, does the company have any requirements for daily attire?"
After a while, the reply came: "As long as it's a first-line brand and not too casual, it's fine."
"Okay, thank you Sister Li." After putting away the phone, Lin Shirui finally understood why she had to give so much.
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