salary, trainings, corporate parties

a terrible atmosphere, the management does not care at all, set-ups for work are a standard thing, it is disgusting to go to work, those who got a job in the 90s really took root. The atmosphere and relations between people are simply terrible, with the professionalism of half - a complete disaster. Everyone is trying to "cover" themselves, so that they don't hang some kind of joint on you. In case of difficulties, no one is looking for a possible way out ...

12.10.12 14:38 MoscowAnonymous

white 3P, non-rigid work schedule, great office

The first impression (it is deceptive))) is a friendly and professional team, but, unfortunately, there are very few highly qualified specialists, and in all departments and areas, as well as over many years of work, everyone has a personal dislike. Mostly people who, knowing English, took root in a company in the 90s, work, do something "on the machine", but no knowledge, ...

05.07.12 23:11 MoscowAnonymous

What is waiting for you? Three stages: a meeting with HR, a conversation with two or three lawyers, a final conversation with a partner. The passage of the first stage depends solely on the level of your English. The second stage - oh ... Indeed, a lottery. Prepare for questions in the area that the department you want to deal with. The office is chic.

Meetings with HR You will have to wait 40-50 minutes to understand your place. At the same time, she will pass you several times back and forth with an upturned nose. The meeting will be held in a close company of 6-8 people, the same applicants as you, in a stuffy room without windows. We move to the second stage. To each his own. I had two girls and a boyfriend. each from their own department. One...

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Clifford Chance in Russia

Clifford Chance opened its office in Russia in 1991. Russian office is located in Moscow.

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History of Clifford Chance

Clifford Chance started its activity in London in 1802. Merging into London companies " Clifford Turner" and " Coward Chance» formed a company "Clifford Chance" in its current form.

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An excerpt characterizing Clifford Chance

- How did you raise it! Look, clever, one shouted in a hoarse voice.
Then a thin, pale soldier with a bloody collar tied around his neck came up, and in an angry voice demanded water from the gunners.
- Well, to die, or something, like a dog? he said.
Tushin ordered to give him water. Then a cheerful soldier ran up, asking for a light in the infantry.
- A hot fire in the infantry! Happy staying, countrywomen, thank you for the light, we'll give it back with a percentage, ”he said, taking the reddening firebrand somewhere into the darkness.
Behind this soldier, four soldiers, carrying something heavy on their greatcoats, walked past the fire. One of them stumbled.
“Look, hell, they put firewood on the road,” he grumbled.
- It's over, why wear it? one of them said.
- Well, you!
And they disappeared into the darkness with their burden.
- What? hurts? Tushin asked Rostov in a whisper.
- Hurts.
- Your honor, to the general. Here they are standing in a hut, - said the fireworks, approaching Tushin.
- Now, dove.
Tushin got up and, buttoning his overcoat and recovering, walked away from the fire ...
Not far from the fire of the artillerymen, in a hut prepared for him, Prince Bagration was sitting at dinner, talking with some of the commanders of the units who had gathered at his place. There was an old man with half-closed eyes, greedily nibbling at a mutton bone, and a twenty-two-year-old impeccable general, flushed from a glass of vodka and dinner, and a staff officer with a personalized ring, and Zherkov, uneasily looking around at everyone, and Prince Andrei, pale, with pursed lips and feverishly shining eyes.
In the hut stood a taken French banner leaning in a corner, and the auditor, with a naive face, felt the fabric of the banner and, perplexed, shook his head, perhaps because he was really interested in the appearance of the banner, or maybe because it was hard for him. hungry to look at dinner, for which he did not get the device. In a neighboring hut there was a French colonel taken prisoner by the dragoons. Our officers crowded around him, examining him. Prince Bagration thanked individual commanders and asked about the details of the case and about the losses. The regimental commander, who introduced himself near Braunau, reported to the prince that as soon as the case began, he retreated from the forest, gathered woodcutters and, letting them past him, with two battalions hit with bayonets and overturned the French.
- As I saw, Your Excellency, that the first battalion was upset, I stood on the road and thought: “I will let these ones pass and meet with battle fire”; did so.
The regimental commander so wanted to do this, he was so sorry that he did not have time to do this, that it seemed to him that all this had definitely happened. Maybe it even really happened? Was it possible to make out in this confusion what was and what was not?
“Moreover, I must note, Your Excellency,” he continued, recalling Dolokhov’s conversation with Kutuzov and his last meeting with the demoted one, “that the private, demoted Dolokhov, captured a French officer in front of my eyes and especially distinguished himself.
“Here, Your Excellency, I saw the attack of the Pavlogradites,” Zherkov, looking around uneasily, intervened, who did not see the hussars at all that day, but only heard about them from an infantry officer. - They crushed two squares, your excellency.
Some smiled at Zherkov's words, as they always expected a joke from him; but, noticing that what he said was also leaning towards the glory of our weapons and of the present day, they took on a serious expression, although many knew very well that what Zherkov said was a lie, based on nothing. Prince Bagration turned to the old colonel.
- Thank you all, gentlemen, all units acted heroically: infantry, cavalry and artillery. How are two guns left in the center? he asked, looking for someone with his eyes. (Prince Bagration did not ask about the guns on the left flank; he already knew that all the guns were thrown there at the very beginning of the case.) “I think I asked you,” he turned to the staff officer on duty.