Often people know that they should not look at things from the surface, and that there is something called "miracles" in this world.
But more often than not people trust their first feelings and what they see at first sight.
Let a business with a registered capital of only one hundred dollars take off to become a group of companies ..., this kind of thing is not impossible to appear, but it does not seem to appear on a small business with a registered capital of only one hundred dollars.
Vera's husband's lack of concern made her feel a little bad inside, after all, this was where she was about to work, but she didn't show it, looking like she acknowledged her husband's sneering tone of dialogue.
While some women cry out for affirmative action and take to the streets topless, others remain at home, submissive to their husbands.
A little later, after the family had eaten and the children had been tucked into bed, Voula freshened up and returned to the bedroom in her silk-textured nightgown.
She wondered if it was because of the teenager that had made her mood, her body chemistry a little less normal today, and she was slightly warmer by about half a degree than she usually was at any given time.
She was flushed and half leaning on the bed, looking sideways at her husband, her face burning, she had just stretched out her arm to say hello to him when her husband put the book in his hand on the nightstand and lay down on the bed after giving her a sidelong glance, "I'm tired, go to sleep."
The anticipation and fire in her heart was doused by a pot of cold water in a flash, her expression became a little stiff, and her hot face was cooling down rapidly.
After a few seconds of silence, he nodded his head and lay down on the bed, covering himself with the light blanket and gradually falling into sleep with a long sigh.
Early the next morning her husband drove to the company's work, after seeing her husband leave she was a little frustrated in her heart, these years ...
Her knowledge of her husband's work was limited to the other's workplace and less specific jobs, as for the rest she knew absolutely nothing, and she did not pursue the matter when the man did not want to tell her.
After sending her children to school with her maid, she hurriedly came to the firm, and after communicating with the management of the firm about these matters, the other party called Lynch, hoping to have a face-to-face meeting with him to finalize this matter.
Lynch came quickly, and at the sight of him Vera's face involuntarily smiled a little more as she thought again of the compliments the young man had paid her yesterday.
In fact, it happens so often that without an accountant they have no way to effectively save on operating costs, such as tax avoidance, something lawyers can't play with, only accountants can.
So most of the time business owners complimented the accountants who came to work, praising them for being young and handsome or pretty, it was just that Lynch's compliments seemed to be different from the others, and managed to make her slightly more pleasant.
After signing the agreement, the managing director of the firm looked at the contract with satisfaction and then asked his secretary to include it in the file for safekeeping.
"Mr. Lynch, do you have a designation?" , the general manager volunteered, handing over a solid-colored Kelorfu -- a solid blue with slightly slender spindle-like cones at both ends.
This is an alternative consumable different from tobacco, it is not for smoking, most of the time through the taste buds of the stir to feel its special flavor to obtain far better than the satisfaction of cigarettes.
However, there are people who smoke it, which involves taking some risks, such as short-term elevated blood pressure, tachycardia, and other problems, but even with all the problems there are still people who smoke it, and so the Kelorfu (a type of cigar) has been divided into two factions.
A hybrid hybrid Kelorfu mixed with tobacco leaves, with some color and brown representing its ingredient content, this is available for smoking and is relatively inexpensive.
The other is the pure color Kelorfu in Lynch's hand, it can not be inhaled, only in the mouth to feel its unique fragrance and a kind of ordinary people can not enjoy the pleasure.
Solid blue Kelorfu , which costs about twenty bucks a pop, isn't the best, but it's not the worst either.
With some curiosity, Lynch cut open the ends and took a few puffs on a female shaped blowtorch held up on this table in a clay pot, nodding a bit.
The rich flavor exploded in his mouth with a sensation he couldn't quite describe, as if the smoke he inhaled was filled with little balls of wonder that began to break apart as he "tasted" them, and the scent and more flavors flowed out, amazingly enough.
He squinted his eyes slightly, the faint feeling of pleasure gave him a sense that this was why people made money, you needed to be rich to enjoy these wonderful things.
"Ms. Vayla, I've met Ms. Vayla once, and I only know her better here if she hasn't made too many mistakes on her work history ... ", Lynch said slowly while exhaling his cigarette and shrugging his shoulders. "Then why pick someone I don't know?"
No accounting firm would admit that an accountant affiliated with their firm had made significant auditing errors, it would be a breach of their own reputation, not to mention that Ms. Vella had not made any such errors.
Things like overstating your tax return by a dozen dollars or understating it by a dozen dollars are actually minor problems, they can no longer be called problems in the eyes of a professional accountant, and they have ways of smoothing them out in the next bookkeeping process.
In that case, there's nothing wrong with Ms. Voula.
The general manager nodded a bit as he pressed on the phone shortcut button on his desk and the blue light came on, "Have Ms. Vera come to my office, now."
Probably less than a minute later, after two brief knocks on the door and the general manager's permission, Vera walked in.
She subconsciously glanced at Lynch, who happened to be looking at her as well, and their gazes made that extremely brief contact quickly separating.
The GM didn't have the ability to visualize that it was a less-than-normal demeanor between the two, but even if he did, he couldn't possibly know what it was.
"Mr. Lynch has signed a three year agreement with us, he has also specified that he would like you to become an accountant for the Great Empire Corporation, how about if you personally have no problem with that ...", the general manager looked at Vera with a look in his eyes that signaled her to say yes.
The job was a clean one, and no one would think that a company with a registered capital of only a hundred dollars would be too busy, even if it was just an empty shell that some deeper hidden business needed to walk away from certain accounts, which it couldn't be much.
The Inland Revenue and the banks weren't a workforce, and all accounts would be kept within reason and legality, which meant that Vera would have long periods of clean moments, and there was nothing more suitable for a woman than a job like that.
That's the common view of most men, that they're suited to simple, spare, less hectic jobs that don't involve physical labor or excessive mental work, as if they can only do such jobs as being good at having babies already prepared to have babies.
Still struggling a bit inside, Voula glanced at Lynch again, who was still looking at him, and his gaze caused Voula's emotions to change in some peculiar way.
It wasn't a sizzling look, nor was it icy cold, it didn't fluctuate strongly, it was as warm as obnoxiously lukewarm water, not hot enough, not cold enough.
The vast majority of people probably won't like that look, but there will always be people who do, such as housewives who have a stable life and don't want to prove themselves.
She hesitated for a moment before finally nodding, "I do."