Lynch is not a loose cannon; he wouldn't immediately think about how he should face off with a woman when they met for the first time.
He once listened to a friend's story in a small room in another world. This friend's story wasn't as fantastical or exciting as others; it was simply a story of numbers growing continuously.
In fact, he hadn't done too much. In boasting about the fleeting splendor of his life, he summed up several key success experiences, one of which was to persuade the accountant to stand on his side...
An accountant can do many things, far more than most people can imagine. A simple example is that an accountant can quietly make millions, tens of millions, or even billions of funds disappear. If it weren't for someone needing to use the money and discovering something wrong, this matter might have stayed hidden indefinitely.
Here, they can also easily confuse the sources of some funds and report this portion of money to the Federal Tax Bureau for approval, even if most of the time the purpose of hiring accountants is to reduce the amount of tax reported.
The world Lynch is currently in is not a highly informationized one; many things are still being manually recorded and preserved. This also means that this special role of the accountant will play a more important role.
An accountant standing on his side is crucial; she can use her professional knowledge to help Lynch handle many troubles. Some things can't be fully mastered through simple learning; he needs a reliable woman.
Reliable doesn't mean the two need to form a close group, but rather their fates need to be closely linked so that when certain conflicts arise, they won't separate and one won't expose the other's dark secrets. It's a very subtle connection.
Anyone who easily opens up to destroy another not only wrecks the other person but themselves as well, so everyone will have ample consideration and weigh the pros and cons before they speak up.
Compared to the more male accountants who like to take the initiative, women are a bit easier to control—many people say men are controlled by hormones, but actually it's women, at least some still believe in love.
After Lynch's words, Vera's expression became a bit weird; she even chuckled and then sighed, "I appreciate your words. I know you're just trying to bring us closer..."
That's the advantage of being good-looking; without needing to speak, others will automatically consider suitable reasons on Lynch's behalf. She looked at Lynch and shook her head slightly, "I'm married, so what you're saying isn't appropriate. Let's just talk about work, okay?"
Lynch pursed his lips and nodded, "Just talk about work..."
When people's emotions and the complex chemical changes within their bodies start to evolve, is it too late to stop?
The two seemed not to have created any barriers from their small, interesting interactions during this time, always striving to talk about work. But only they knew whether this supposedly forgotten conversation had any effect.
After a short discussion, Lynch would hire Vera to become the accountant of the Great Empire, fully responsible for all the accounting work needed there. If the Great Empire's business had a breakthrough in the future, the office wouldn't have just one person; more people would come.
After finally deciding on the salary, Vera bid farewell to Lynch. She needed to report back to the firm and apply for an employment agreement — she would only work at the firm if she didn't have a full-time job.
The firm is like a comprehensive place; on one hand, they handle some outsourced accounting services, while also sending some accountants into companies to take on full-time roles, and can provide more corresponding services.
This approach seems like it would lead to a talent drain from the firm, but in actuality, it doesn't. While some talents are indeed rare, others can be produced in batches, and what this society lacks the least is people.
These accountants leaving the firm would expand the firm's influence throughout the city and even the entire Bail Federal, thereby attracting more attention and customers, which is a positive development, not to mention that these accountants are still nominally affiliated with the firm.
As long as Vera submits her application and signs an agreement with Lynch, she can transition from a part-time wage-earning job at the firm to a full-time accounting job paid periodically, which is a major advancement for her.
When she returned home that evening, she discussed the matter with her husband. Vera's husband is an auditor, and interestingly, although most people praise women's meticulousness with numbers, they never truly trust women on important matters.
For instance, people prefer trusting men with important tasks, and in large companies, the ratio of male accountants is generally higher.
"You came back later than usual; got a new job?" Vera's husband, working at a large company with a decent salary, fundamentally looks down on his wife's job at a small firm.
It's like professional players looking down on semi-professionals or newbies, filled with a kind of disdain accumulated over time.
He turned the pages of the Trade Report, checking recent domestic financial news. Rumor has it that a tax scandal has erupted in Curilan City, where the local Federal Tax Bureau management colluded with local merchants to evade taxes. Someone exposed it, and the issue is now spreading, reportedly even affecting several House of Representatives legislators. The entire Federation's tax system is focusing on this, and it might trigger changes in the state's tax and financial systems due to this case.
Besides the fundamental laws, local laws clearly take precedence over national laws, including those related to tax and occupational crime.
As an elite accountant, and middle-class member of society, Vera's husband is evidently very attentive to these dynamics, hoping to identify some subtleties and strive to become a junior partner at his company within two years.
His attention is entirely on the newspaper; the words he spoke were merely an instinctual attempt to maintain necessary communication with family members, a "careless slip." He possibly wasn't even aware of what he said.
Vera walked into the kitchen to start preparing dinner for her husband and child. While handling the ingredients, she nodded and agreed, "The firm offered me a job, and I thought it was just an outsourced accounting gig, but they needed me full-time."
This matter actually hasn't been set; the firm has its decision on who to send to the Great Empire Service Company unless the employer has strong requirements.
Even though everything has yet to be accurately negotiated and confirmed, Vera, in this statement, validated that she would become the accountant for the Great Empire Service Company. Her heart was far from being as peaceful as she presented.
If she could be hit in the head by a bullet that traveled across space, she might use the word "destiny," though her pronunciation wasn't quite right, it's "fate."
Her husband raised an eyebrow, after a few seconds, his attention returned from the newspaper's content to reality. He half-turned, looking sideways, though his eyes focused on the carpet rather than his wife's back, "Full-time?"
"Yes, full-time!"
This piqued his interest a bit, "How much is the company's registered capital?"
Vera's hands paused for a moment, feeling somewhat embarrassed, "A hundred bucks!"
Her husband quickly adjusted his posture, crossing his legs, and opened the newspaper, "That's great, a hundred bucks, at least you have more time to do what you want to do..."