The craziest son-in-law of a female president

Unruly, very in line with Yun Kun's employment standards, in stark contrast to that sales genius.

However, Yun Kun had to give her a small test to see how well she memorized numbers.

When going to the toilet, Yun Kun told Li Cheng the plan.

"Later, let's go to the supermarket and buy things, but don't take them away. You follow behind and use your mobile phone to calculate. I'll see how her brain responds."

"You asked her to memorize it? She is an accountant, so it must be fine."

"It's not a simple memorization, you'll know when the time comes."

Yun Kun said, asked Ling Yan to follow the whole process, today is the first day, she was asked to keep accounts for a total of three days, and she was required to remember the items purchased with good data.

"Mr. Yun, that's all it is? It's completely pediatrics."

"Whether it is pediatrics, you will know when the time comes."

In a department store, on the first floor, Yun Kun walked to a pile of clothes racks, all of which were street stalls, especially cheap.

The female boss held up the clothes and yelled: "Come here, ten yuan a piece, ten yuan a piece! Clearance sale!"

Yun Kun touched the texture of the clothes, and he tore the corners of the clothes.

"Hey! Boss, these clothes are all torn. Can you sell them for ten yuan?"

The boss came to have a look, not angry, but very easy-going.

"Then you can take the eight yuan."

"Well, eight yuan is a little less. I'll give you eight yuan and fifty-five cents, which is exactly a corner price."

No one would settle accounts like this, but it doesn't matter, as long as it can be sold.

I just bought one, and said that I would pick it up the next day, but I won’t pick it up today. Damn, people nowadays are so funny. Things cost a few dollars, and they are so light, and they still don’t take them away on the spot. Really speechless.

Then there was the pendant stall. I bought seven of them, with a total price of 53 yuan or [-] cents.

"Accountant Ling, do you remember what we bought just now?"

"So few, how can I remember? Didn't you say that for a few days, I know you want to make things difficult for me. I got tired of playing these tricks when I was young, and I also set up stalls with others."

OK, let's find something interesting to play with.

There is a marble player here who spends money on coins, two yuan, and five yuan if he hits a villain.

As for Yun Kun, he doesn't play by himself, he spends money on treats and lets others play, and the four of them play together.

Li Cheng has a calculator in his hand, so it is not difficult to calculate, but Ling Yan has been looking at his mobile phone, not watching how others are playing, just listening with his ears, which is also amazing.

"Don't you read it? Aren't you afraid of remembering it wrong?"

"You don't need to look, I've played with this thing before, and it's just a villain with a thud. Do you count the money you spent?"

"Of course, the money spent counts as much as the money won."

"No, it's you who spend the money, but the things are what others get, and it has nothing to do with you."

"I take half."

After half an hour of tinkering, Li Chengsuan was sweating profusely, and his phone was covered with sweat stains and fingerprints.

Yun Kun came over to take a look and found that he had won 18 yuan, which was indeed not easy to do. If it was half price, it would be nine yuan.

"Accountant Ling, you didn't figure it out? It's not difficult."

"ten bucks."

"Hahaha! How did you calculate this account? Two yuan goes out and five yuan is earned. It should be an odd number. How did you calculate an even number?"

Behind the machine, a waiter was counting the currency and gave Yun Kun a dollar.

"Sir, the flower of this money is worn out, can you replace it with a new one?"

Damn, it's really ten yuan, so I need to give an extra yuan.

The problem is, how did Ling Yan know that this dollar was worn, and she didn't stare at it.

"Oh? How do you know this one dollar?"

"Professional secrets, I can't tell you. This is the accumulation of my many years of experience. I will never make a wrong calculation. Otherwise, I can't have such a good time. Where will I go next?"

After shopping for five hours, eating after dark is also considered money.

Yun Kun doesn't want to waste time anymore, because he has to find a third person tomorrow, a market planner. The planning part of any company is the soul. If there is no basic plan, blind development and conservativeness will be a small hit If you make a fuss, you will go bankrupt.

"Accountant Ling, how much money did you calculate today?"

Li Cheng had already done the calculations, and waited cheerfully. It all depends on his brain?It doesn't exist, so many small coins are piled up together, back and forth, in a mess, are you a fairy?Ha ha.

"Doesn't tomorrow count?"

"Tomorrow doesn't count, I'll just ask about today."

"Oh, the total is 470, three and fifty cents, including the pack of cigarettes you bought just now."

Li Cheng was dumbfounded, completely correct.

Very good, this kind of talent is needed.

"Accountant Ling, follow me. I want to open a public relations company and need a financial director. I think you are the most suitable. I will give you [-]% of the company's shares. What do you think?"

"Is there a basic salary?"

"The basic salary is six thousand a month."

Ling Yan picked up her phone, smiled and left, leaving her business card on the table.

Yun Kun kicked into his arms, and took down another one, alas, there are so many geniuses in a small city, and it takes such talents to do great things.

"Mr. Yun, is this girl suitable? It's not easy to manage. Is her temper too much?"

"Who has no temper? By the way, who are you going to meet tomorrow?"

This person is 37 years old and has never done any work. He just posted a lot of posts on the Internet, criticizing those business practices, saying that this is wrong and that is wrong, but he has no practical experience and is regarded as a laughing stock.

This person was not recommended by Li Cheng, but by Yun Kun himself.

"Mr. Yun, this person is Zhao Kuo, talking on paper."

"How do you know that Zhao Kuo is talking on paper? You came from ancient times? Don't believe the rumors. I only believe in the people and the actual situation I met."

"But this person doesn't have any work experience. He's like a little fool. His brother died, and he inherited 20 yuan from his brother. He doesn't do his job all day long. He just surfs the Internet and plays games at home. Such a waste, you hired him as a planning director? "

"That's because you haven't read the post he wrote. If you read it carefully, it makes sense."

At the age of 37, his wife ran away with others. He had no children or parents. He lived in a courtyard with disheveled hair, a cigarette in his mouth, wearing big underpants, and squatting on a stool.

When Li Cheng saw him, he wanted to hit someone, just like a little bastard.

If he can be the director of planning... no, let's say he is a planner, Li Cheng can be the chairman of the international company.

In the yard, the sound of the man playing games could still be heard fiercely.