Chapter 58: 057 Learning the Great Man's Method

"Right! They're all old slickers! Sometimes you can't get them to move, but you can't just fire them all, can you? After all, the work still depends on them." Xia He took a sip of her drink and sighed lightly.

"Su Ming has only recently taken the position of Vice President, and he only got this chance after Zhao Wenjun resigned. Now, he and I are cooperating quite well."

"Zhang Qunying was promoted by me personally, so naturally, there's nothing to say against her."

Xia He analyzed one by one: "As for you... I have the highest hopes for you. Being a section chief or a director would be more than enough for you."

"No, Senior Sister. You know the bank still places great emphasis on seniority. I've only worked for a little over a year; my qualifications are too shallow," Fang Qingye said.

"That's not necessarily true. It depends on the opportunity and also on the person." Xia He smiled mysteriously.

"Senior Sister, there's something behind your words in that tone," Fang Qingye asked.

"The higher-ups haven't made a formal decision yet. Let's not talk about that for now. Let's continue discussing the problem I mentioned earlier."

Seeing that Xia He was unwilling to speak, Fang Qingye didn't press further; after all, it didn't concern him.

He picked up a beer can, took a sip, and said again: "Actually, if you want to get rid of these old slickers, it's very simple."

"Do you have another high-level trick?"

"The Great Eight Commanders' rotation of the Great Man, have you heard of it? You can learn from that too," Fang Qingye said leisurely.

"Ah, you thought of this method too?" Xia He was somewhat surprised and put down her drink cup.

"Right. It seems you've been thinking about this for a long time. Then why haven't you implemented it?" Fang Qingye countered.

"Because the scope of involvement is too large. To be honest, I'm worried it will affect our branch's performance this year."

Women... their hearts are still not ruthless enough. Look at Zhao Wenjun.

Fang Qingye sighed inwardly.

He thought for a moment and said again:

"Your concerns are not unfounded, but it depends on how you grasp the degree of adjustment. There is also a more important issue."

"What issue?"

"Since you can't stand them, and even feel these people are difficult to control, dragging it on will only make you more uncomfortable sooner or later. Why not use the Liulin Service Office incident as an excuse to make a big deal of it? Better to endure short pain than long pain! Be ruthless and solve this problem!"

After listening, Xia He held her drink and thought seriously for a while, then suddenly looked up as if she had made up her mind.

"Alright then... who do you say should be rotated with whom?" Xia He asked.

"Don't ask me. I hate these personnel matters the most; they give me a headache." Fang Qingye flatly refused.

Although his relationship with Xia He was good now, and she trusted him greatly, it was best to stay out of matters that would offend people.

As a woman, Xia He was hesitant and indecisive when thinking about problems, but once she made a decision, she immediately became decisive and swift.

A personnel transfer plan was quickly drafted and announced after the branch president's meeting.

However, the move wasn't too drastic; only one-third of the middle-level staff had their positions changed, but within the entire Jinghai Branch system, it was still very bold.

Every branch faces the same problem as the Nanxin Sub-branch. Some presidents are locals, and various entangled interests prevent them from acting freely.

On the contrary, an outsider like Xia He, a Monk from elsewhere, finds it easier to chant the scriptures.

However, these are concerns for middle-level leaders. For ordinary staff like Fang Qingye, they just do what they need to do and work their shifts.

This morning, shortly after Fang Qingye started work, Cao Ting, sitting opposite him, suddenly said in a low voice: "Xiao Fang, come out with me for a moment. I have something to tell you."

"Sister Cao, what is it? So mysterious." Fang Qingye said, but he still followed Cao Ting out of the office and stood at the end of the corridor.

"Xiao Fang, I have good news for you. The Provincial Branch is preparing to establish the position of Assistant President at the county-level sub-branches. The rank is reportedly temporarily set at Level 18, Deputy Section Chief. Our Jinghai City is the pilot!" Cao Ting said.

After the restructuring of Oriental Bank, the positions modeled after government officials at the department, division, and section levels were changed to 25 ranks. The smaller the number, the higher the rank.

Fang Qingye's current rank is Level 21, Intermediate Teller. Level 18 is the level of Business Deputy Supervisor or Deputy Director of the Savings Office. People still habitually refer to it as Deputy Section Chief level.

"Sister Cao, how do you know? I haven't heard anything about it," Fang Qingye said, feeling strange.

"Zhou Xing, who manages personnel at our city branch, is my husband's maternal uncle."

Oh...

Hearing Cao Ting's words, Fang Qingye suddenly understood.

Everyone said Cao Ting had connections because her father-in-law was a county-level leader. He never expected her husband also had an uncle who was a Vice President at the city branch!

No wonder she was so idle at the sub-branch, and no one said anything.

"Did President Zhou tell you?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Yes. Yesterday, my husband and I went to his uncle's house in the city for a visit. During the meal, this matter came up. They said the Provincial Branch President's meeting has already approved it, and the official red-headed document is about to be issued. The city attaches great importance to this matter and requires that the candidates for Assistant President promoted by each sub-branch must be reported to the city branch for approval," Cao Ting said.

"Then, Sister Cao, your chances are very high," Fang Qingye smiled.

"You can see it too. I have no interest in becoming an official. My job now is to work and go home to take good care of my child; that is my main business." Cao Ting replied, then lowered her voice: "Xiao Fang, your chances are very high!"

"Me? My rank and seniority are far from enough."

"You don't know. My uncle said the leaders of the Provincial Branch explicitly stated: this promotion of Assistant Presidents is meant to break the rule of seniority and promote outstanding young cadres by breaking the rules. Besides you, who else is there in our branch?"

"There are many. Anyone under thirty counts as a young cadre. There are more than a dozen in our sub-branch alone," Fang Qingye replied.

"But none of them are as good as you! You know in your heart how President Xia feels about you! I'm telling you this secretly in advance so you can be mentally prepared. You must fight for what you deserve!"

"Thank you."

Regardless of whether he wanted it or not, he must express gratitude.

"What are you being polite for? Work hard, and I have high hopes for you! If you make it, don't forget to treat us to a meal. Also, you must keep this secret! The official document hasn't been issued yet."

"Rest assured, I won't say anything."

The two then returned to the office, one after the other.

Fang Qingye didn't take this matter to heart.

He didn't plan to get promoted or make a fortune in the bank. Working now was mainly to have something to do every day; do whatever feels comfortable.

Talk to Xia He?

Forget it.

The next day at work, after Fang Qingye finished breakfast in the cafeteria as usual, he had just sat down at his desk in the office and was about to make tea to enjoy a comfortable sip when Wu Shengli came in and called him over.

"Little Fang, Xia Hangzhang Xia is calling for you and her to go to the City Branch immediately."

"What for at the City Branch?" Fang Qingye asked casually.

"She didn't specify; you can ask Xia Hangzhang Xia when you get there."

Seeing this, Fang Qingye asked no more, stuffed a notebook and pen into his briefcase, picked it up, and left the office, only to be stopped by Wu Shengli.

"Here, this."

The car keys!

"Xia Hangzhang Xia wants you to drive," Wu Shengli explained.

Damn it, do they really think of me as a driver?!

But with Wu Shengli present, Fang Qingye couldn't complain; he took the car keys and went to the garage to drive out the Passat. As the car emerged from the garage and stopped in the center, he saw Xia He hurrying down the stairs with her briefcase, getting in and sitting in the back seat.

Fang Qingye drove out of the unit, turned onto Changle Road, glanced in the rearview mirror at Xia He reviewing documents in the back seat, and said:

"Senior sister, that's a bit much."

"What's too much?"

Xia He looked up at him.

"Do you really think of me as your driver?!"

"Oh, that." A smile appeared on Xia He's face: "Little Fang, don't mind it; it's not what you think. It's mainly that Old Zhang drives, but some things are inconvenient to say; his mouth isn't very tight."

"Then what do you want to say?" Fang Qingye asked.

"Nothing important, just chat."

I @#$%....

Fang Qingye was instantly speechless and too lazy to pay her any more attention.

Xia He, on the contrary, giggled.

"What? Angry? I was just joking with you a moment ago."

After Xia He finished speaking, her expression turned serious: "Today I'm taking you to the City Branch mainly to meet Xia Hangzhang Zhang and the various leaders of the City Branch."