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

Chapter 267: Let me serve as the president of Nanxin Rural Bank?

Fang Qingye was determined not to get involved, but someone still came to her door.

For the past two days, Fang Qingye has been staying in the office at the nursery, looking at the seedling company's financial statements for the first half of the year.

The company's revenue reached 500,000 yuan, double that of the same period last year, mainly due to the expansion of its bonsai and plant rental business. Now, not only county government departments but also many enterprises are using the bonsai plants rented from Siji Nursery Company.

However, the expenses were also large, mainly the construction and renovation of the office building and the purchase of furniture. The expenses for the two-story house where the grandparents lived were not recorded in the accounts, which was considered to be Fang Qingye's personal contribution to support the elderly.

However, according to regulations, the assets are depreciated at 15% annually, so the overall profit is still realized.

Just then, the office door was knocked open, and Fang Fei walked in.

"Uncle, someone is looking for you. He says he is Wang Xiaojun, the head of the preparatory group for Nanxin Village Bank."

Head of the preparatory group for the rural bank?
Fang Qingye frowned: "Let him in."

"Ok."

Less than two minutes later, Fang Fei walked in with a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a short-sleeved suit and tie, with a big smile on his face.

"Ms. Fang, hello, I am Zhang Xiaojun, the head of the preparatory group for Nanxin Rural Bank. This is my business card." After saying that, the man took out a business card from his briefcase, and Fang Fei quickly took it and handed it to Fang Qingye.

Fang Qingye took a look and realized that Zhang Xiaojun not only had another position: Assistant President of Baoshang Bank.

"Hello, President Zhang, please have a seat." Fang Qingye stood up and greeted him warmly, "Fang Fei, go pour some tea."

The two then sat down on the sofa.

"Mr. Fang, this place is wonderful, with birds singing and flowers blooming, and the office is right in the big garden," Zhang Xiaojun said with a smile.

"It's just a nursery, nothing special," Fang Qingye said with a smile.

“I heard that Mr. Fang once served as the assistant branch manager of Dongfangxing Nanxin Branch. We’re colleagues, aren’t we?” Zhang Xiaojun added.

"Ha, I can't compare to you. Baoshang Bank's predecessor was Baotou City Commercial Bank, which is equivalent to our Jinghai City branch. That's a prefecture-level city branch. I can't compare to you."

"Hehe. It seems that Mr. Fang knows our Baoshang very well."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two got down to business: "President Zhang, what brings you here today?"

"From our conversation just now, Mr. Fang, you seem to know a lot about our Baoshang Company, so I won't go into further introductions. The purpose of my visit today is to invite you to invest."

"I'm sorry, President Zhang, I'm really not interested in starting a bank," Fang Qingye refused outright.

"Don't rush, Mr. Fang, let me finish." Zhang Xiaojun seemed to have anticipated Fang Qingye's attitude and said calmly, "Whether you invest in the bank as an individual or in the name of Tuofang Company, with a capital of 3000 million, you will not only be a director of the bank, but we also want to appoint you as the president of the rural bank!"

You want me to be the bank president?

Fang Qingye hadn't expected this at all.

Anyone who invests 3000 million yuan can serve as a director on the board of directors. This has spread throughout the circle of bigwigs in Nanxin, and everyone knows it.

But he still appointed himself as the bank president!
"Mr. Fang, we have investigated and found that although you have only worked at the Nanxin branch of Dongfang Bank for two and a half years, your work ability is outstanding. In particular, after you became the assistant branch manager, your problem-solving skills and experience impressed even me, a veteran banker with more than ten years of experience."

"Therefore, after careful consideration and with the approval of the leaders at the headquarters of Baoshang Bank, our preparatory team has decided to appoint you as the first president of the rural bank," Zhang Xiaojun concluded.

"President Zhang, shouldn't the position of president be decided by the future board of directors?" Fang Qingye asked.

Zhang Xiaojun took a sip of tea and smiled slightly: "Yes, but our Baoshang Bank is the largest shareholder, and Nanxin Futai Company is also one of the shareholders. It is managed by the county finance bureau, and your second uncle is the director of the finance bureau. How could he not support you?"

That's very well thought out. But why is Baoshang Bank the major shareholder?
As the bank manager, don't I ultimately have to listen to you guys?
Fang Qingye felt a little regretful.

He currently lacks the financial resources and other leverage to challenge Baoshang Bank.

Having made up his mind not to get involved, Fang Qingye didn't want to waste time on this matter. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry, President Zhang, to be honest, I really have no interest in banks. How about I resign? I really don't want to deal with banks anymore. I'm sorry."

Zhang Xiaojun was slightly disappointed, but still politely told Fang Qingye to reconsider.

After sitting for a few more minutes, Zhang Xiaojun said goodbye and left. Fang Qingye politely saw him downstairs and then returned to her office. At this moment, Fang Fei slipped in and asked, "Uncle, why didn't you agree?"

Fang Qingye frowned immediately: "Fang Fei, were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

"No, no, I just overheard a few words as I passed by the door. I really didn't eavesdrop, I really didn't," Fang Fei quickly said.

Fang Qingye didn't pursue the matter further, but instead returned to her boss's desk: "Why should I agree?"

"Being a bank manager is so prestigious and powerful," Fang Fei said. "Uncle, I have some thoughts to share, please don't be angry."

"what idea?"

“If the rural bank is established, it will definitely hire employees, and I want to apply,” the girl said.

“No wonder. If I were the bank manager, wouldn’t you think you would definitely be hired?” Fang Qingye asked in return.

"Hehe, Uncle, please don't be angry and say that I didn't work honestly at the nursery." Fang Fei looked at Fang Qingye, her expression becoming somewhat timid.

"Why would I be angry?" Fang Qingye took a sip of tea and said calmly, "If you want to apply for the job, I don't object. But let me tell you, working in a bank is not as easy as you think, especially for front-line tellers. When it's busy, you have to run to the toilet."

“But the salary is high! I heard that tellers can earn 6,000 yuan a month, including salary and bonuses,” the girl retorted.

"Fang Fei, so you think the salary I pay you is too low?" Fang Qingye sneered.

“No, Uncle, you’re already paying 2000 yuan a month plus insurance, and it’s practically room and board included, so it’s not bad,” Fang Fei quickly said. “But I want to earn more, hehe.”

Indeed, bank employees are well-paid now, but unfortunately, their salaries are about to decline!

But Fang Qingye didn't want to explain, and couldn't explain it clearly anyway, so she nodded: "I understand, if you want to report it, then report it."

"Uncle, are you really not angry?" Fang Fei asked.

"People strive for higher positions, water flows downhill. Why should I be angry? But before you apply for the job, tell your parents and ask for their opinion," Fang Qingye suggested.

"What do they know? I'll make my own decision! Uncle, I'm off to get busy."

"Go ahead."

Seeing the girl close the office door, Fang Qingye shook her head.

Actually, he quite liked his distant niece. She was smart and efficient. He planned to have her work as the accountant for the seedling company and eventually manage its finances.

Alternatively, she could work as an office manager, and later, as she gets older and more experienced, she could become the company's deputy manager, with all the daily administrative tasks delegated to her.

It seems the girl can't contain herself and wants to venture out into the world.

That's normal. Before I was reborn, didn't I also resolutely quit my job at the bank and go to Shanghai to work like a slave?
understand.

(End of this chapter)