Mr. Wallet manages the financial department and the administrative department in my company. I met him in Canada, 2000. I remembered that it was a cloudy day, and I just fooled around with the tour group in downtown Vancouver. When I was in a headhunter company (specialty store), I saw a lot of good guys (things) for men. But some were a little strange, and some asked for a high pay (were too expensive). Suddenly, I found that there was a black man sitting with silence. Then I went beside him and chatted with this gentleman. I felt we really have an unvoiced pact. It seemed like we met each other before.

Wallet is an old man with a clear brain. He majored in accounting when he was in the college. Under his control, I can immediately know how much cash I still have. Besides, he is also an administrator who is safekeeping my ID card, driving license and my credit cards. He always makes things in order.

Mr. Wallet isn’t a special person, like me, no more than an ordinary man. He doesn’t boast of himself, but we all know the importance of his existence. His joining makes steve.com’s cash flow more controllable, at least more in order.