Chapter 414: First stroke

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Of course, this is relative to the average person. Who is Qin Guan? He really took the exam every day, for four consecutive days.
Therefore, his score was on the internal examination list of the association, but it really caught the attention of the upper class.
This is because this batch of CPA exams is really bad. The original pass rate of 48% and the birth rate has become 38%, which has to be highly valued by New York State.
However, I checked and found, and there was no problem. The backup of the materials and files of the people who took the exam was on everyone's desk, and they were also the accountants of various companies.
Where can I go to reason after the exam?
Besides, they are all tested in the same test room. If it is due to external factors, how can this Chinese student who is not familiar with his life get such amazing results?
He directly broke the highest CPS test score in the United States and scored 396 points! With a perfect score of 400 points, I will ask you if you accept it or not!
This is still a tough question for the marking teacher. In the practical question, the bones picked in the egg avoid the fright of letting everyone see the full score.
This means that the supervisors who haven’t asked the New York branch of the exam will be able to distort their noses if they know the details of the exam.
Qin Guan’s transcripts have been drawn from the kraft paper bag. He and Cong Nianwei glanced at the scores and lost interest in continuing to watch. The rest is waiting for the paper representing the official opening of Qin Guanneng, AICPA’s The qualification certificate was issued.
Now Qin Guan, but in the American Institute of Certified Public Accountants system, one of the tens of thousands of registered accountants registered in the United States, his accounting firm can register, the company can choose the site, he can now take over.
He Ming is also welcome. After hearing the good news of Qin Guan on the phone, he threw the overwhelming financial statements. He didn’t even think about it, so he canceled the original accounting firm that needed to be renewed next month. work.
I have long wanted to fire up your group of old and beautiful, one by one nostrils, taking advantage of our lack of understanding of the US market, charging 20% ​​more than local companies.
From now on, I don’t have to suffer such idleness any more!
Although they are friends, they also have to do business.
"I just looked at your company's total assets, which is about 30 million. According to industry standards, I don't hack you. The minimum annual fee is $2,000 per month."
"There are large-scale tax avoidance, financing, restructuring or other changes within the company, which will be charged according to the unified standard brick. I will go to your finance department to check the fines once a month."
He Ming on the phone was left with nods. What you said was what I said, I don’t understand, so I only found you.
Qin Guan, who hung up the phone, lifted Cong Nianwei to the top of his head. Don't misunderstand that it is not the kind of barbell, but the most romantic princess hug.
"Weizi, I made money! I made money!"
After the wind, frost, snow and rain, finally guarded the cloud and saw the moon and the moon, just like a big hatred, it was like breaking through the chains.
At this time, Qin Guanxiao was crazy, holding Cong Nianwei in the living room and turned in a circle of celebration.
Then... dizzy.
How did the chandelier on the ceiling become two, no, now it becomes three, how did the living room windows start to twist and deform? The floor turned all the way up.
"Oh yeah!"
"Be careful! Ah~~"
"Ding Ling Dang..."
There was a the sofa. Her feet were facing up to the sky and she was buckled under the pillow. The soles erected up to the sky did not forget to helplessly push the sky twice.
There was a guy on the floor. He looked up and down, facing the garbage. His limbs did not fall lightly, and he twitched twice from time to time.
Qin Guan shook the Venus with his eyes full, and trembling crawled up.
"Veezi...Veezi, how are you doing? Vizier, are you okay, I'm wrong...Veezi..."
I know I am calling my girlfriend, but I don’t know I am calling funeral.
Qin Guan held a pile of doll pillows, and this planer finally figured out his girlfriend's deity.
Qin Guan carefully removed the viscose frog pasted on his girlfriend's face, and saw Cong Nianwei roll his eyes towards him strenuously.
"Oh, what can I do, this all fell out of my concussion and rolled my eyes!"
stupid! Cong Nianwei, who was angry, listened to his boyfriend patrolling the ghost and crying on the edge of the sofa, howling to be poor. He didn't know how to help himself.
"Don't be stinky, Qin Guan you take me a hand..."
The small hand that cracked Qin Guan's back was snapped into the hand by a pair of big hands, and Cong Nianwei was supported on the sofa with a light support.
Cong Nianwei eased it over a little bit, and when he was about to roll his eyes again, he saw a smirk from the person opposite.
"You said that you are excited, it is inexplicable, big money is not unseen, and a million endorsements a year have also earned."
"You are only 2,000 yuan in this month's injection of company fees, are you so happy? If you are a single business company, you can't even make a plumber?"
Qin Guan listened to Cong Nianwei's words, shaking his head like a rattle. He swung his fingers back and forth in front of Cong Nianwei's disapproval: "No, it's not like that."
"Now there is only one person in my accounting firm. When one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, and I got my first job before I officially opened."
"What does this mean? A sense of identity! It means that when I was not famous, my first list in the United States was officially reached. It is a good thing in this industry!"
"It is the level that an accountant who has been doing for many years can only achieve this level after he has his own resources, and Qin Guan, a newcomer, has reached the same standard!"
Cong Nianwei looked at her boyfriend's swelled balloon-like face, and was about to take off. Just wanted to pour a pot of cold water on him, Qin Guan's phone rang again.
"Hey! Qin Guan! You don't want to be right! You promised to be happy about He Ming's things. How come there is no response to me?"
The opposite little Huang Maolanjin was anxiously corrupted, and the hand holding the phone shivered slightly, and the tears of sorrow were gushing out, as Qin Guan's next reply got stuck.
"What echo? What did you ask me?"
"I sent you my company's information and reports to you in your mailbox. Why didn't you give me a quotation? Are you looking down on me? Disgusting my company?"
"You tell me about your email address?"
"XXXX@XXXX..."
".... one letter less..."
"Hehehe...then you will wait, I'll send it again....dududu..."
Qin Guan hung up the phone and turned on the computer, still not forgetting to look at Cong Nianwei with a quick expression of praise.
What am I saying? Good luck is here.
"Qin Guan?"
"Huh?" (To be continued.)