Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Ji Shumiao woke up from his nap and learned from the HR that Brother Lang had fired Zhang Erlangzi. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Are you venting your anger on me?"

Langge: "...Well, why not?"

Ji Shumiao blinked cutely, thinking that Brother Lang was very advanced in his use of memes.

Brother Lang said mercilessly: "Go wash your face, don't be an interviewer with eye boogers on your face."

Ji Shumiao: "..."

Ji Shumiao snorted and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Ji Shulang continued to say to the HR department: "In the future, during the internship period, we will also examine their emotional intelligence and political stance, and observe them secretly. Don't just hire any idiots into the company."

The HR department nodded repeatedly and handed Ji Shulang the information of the candidates who would come for the interview in the afternoon.

Under the encouragement of the Talent Plan, some people in the company grew up quickly and soon emerged as independent executives, but the decision-making level was still short of people. The Ji Shumiao siblings did not show up to the public, Tang Zhilong, a regular general manager, was unable to handle all the responsibilities, and Cha Sanmei was in a stage of rapid expansion, so it was urgent to recruit two more deputy general managers.

The personnel department has gone through two rounds of screening, and finally left five candidates, four men and one woman, all between the ages of 30 and 40. They have rich management experience and are at the peak of their energy, physical strength and professionalism.

Ji Shumiao came back after washing his face and clicked on the resume of the only female candidate: "I like this older sister, she is so dashing and heroic."

The woman in the ID photo with a blue background has neat short hair, sharp contours, dignified features with a hint of beauty, and a cold look with a hint of arrogance.

The first candidate was a fat man with a big belly. He was polite at first, but when he learned that the company was actually run by two minors, he immediately started to lecture them: "You should do what you should do at your age. The task of students is to study hard. Do you think what you are doing now is great?"

Ji Shulang said expressionlessly: "Of course it's amazing, I can ask you to get out now."

Ji Shumiao had the same expressionless face: "Please don't be so big and small daddy."

First place, pass.

The second one was a gentle man in a suit and tie with glasses. He was also a returned overseas student. He looked polite but the smell of an oversized trash can was unmistakable as to his opening words - stinky and pretentious.

"You know, the current business management model in China is still very backward. We should be more international. For example, colleagues should call each other by their English names..."

Ji Shumiao interrupted him with a poker card in his hand: "It's none of your business."

Ji Shulang announced calmly: "You're out."

"Humph! I don't want it!" The turtle stood up and said in a roundabout way: "I deserve better! Cheap panty! Cheap children!"

"Liu Dalang." Ji Shumiao called out his Chinese name mercilessly, "Which village's native chicken are you from? Why do you make such a unique sound?"

Ji Shulang taught her: "Don't say that about Tuji. Tuji did nothing wrong."

Liu Dalang broke the guard and kept making a lot of noise, and was finally asked to leave by the security guards.

Second place, pass.

Ji Shulang rubbed his swollen temples: "What kind of weird things are these?"

Ji Shumiao comforted him, "Keep calm. When you are in the world, you will always meet weirdos. It's scary if you don't meet any weirdos. That means you are the weirdo."

"...Don't comfort others outside in the future. I'm afraid you will get beaten."

Ji Shumiao stuck out his tongue.

Compared with the two weirdos, the third candidate seemed much more normal. However, after talking to him, the brother and sister found that this uncle was too dogmatic in his words and deeds, and was very rigid and rigid. It was difficult for him to accept new things, which was not in line with their ideas.

The third candidate had to leave with regret in the end.

The fourth one was the older sister that Ji Shumiao had her eyes on. Ji Shumiao tidied up her hair and asked Brother Lang, "Do I look like an intelligent and beautiful girl?"

Lang Ge smiled and said, "You look like you watched "The Wisdom Tree" and it backfired."

"Hey! You traitor, take my blow!"

Ji Shumiao used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to hit him on the chest. This palm was deeply influenced by Ms. Qin Rong. Brother Lang was choked by her slap, and his saliva got stuck in his throat. He covered his chest and coughed: "Ahem... This is... The Ji family passes the skill down to daughters and not sons... Ahem..."

Ji Shumiao quickly brought him a cup of water and patted his back to calm him down: "Cut! Stop acting!"

The woman came in and saw this scene. Her already serious expression suddenly turned gloomy and the corners of her mouth drooped.

As soon as Ji Shumiao saw the men's suit and the men's eyebrows on her face, he felt something was wrong.

Brother Lang drank a few sips of water to calm down, and said politely, "Please sit down."

Ji Shumiao retracted his hand that was patting her back, looked directly into the woman's disgusted gaze, and said bluntly: "Ms. Yan, your eyes make me very uncomfortable."

The woman surnamed Yan frowned slightly: "Please call me Mr. Yan. I always regard myself as a man. I am not one of those delicate and weak women."

The smell made Ji Shumiao feel like vomiting, and his expression was indescribable.

Yan "Nanren" asked Brother Lang: "You guys just like girls who fawn on you. You guys don't like girls like me who dress more manly than men, right?"

Brother Lang nodded honestly: "Yes, I don't like to watch it. It hurts my eyes."

Ji Shumiao burst out laughing, and looked at Yan "Nanren" with an expression as if he had swallowed a cockroach, and laughed so hard that his body shook.

Yan "Mr." persisted and said, "Then you should treat me as a colleague. My professionalism is no worse than any man's. This young girl who is ignorant of the world can't compare with me."

Ji Shumiao finished laughing and asked meaningfully, "This... big brother, if your parents gave birth to the wrong gender for your body, then I will respect the gender of your soul. But don't get addicted to being a spiritual man. You want female competition, misogyny, and male bonuses. I can only advise you to take some medicine. You are eliminated, please leave gracefully."

Ji Shumiao was very depressed. She didn't expect this guy to be like this. His resume and photos looked normal, but he was a spirited man.

I think the female consciousness at that time was not awakened deeply enough, and the general gender ideas were seriously rigid. People believed that men should do men's things and women should do women's things. If women want to be strong women who stand shoulder to shoulder with men, they must abandon their feminine characteristics.

That "man" Yan thought he had escaped the social discipline on women, but in fact he just jumped from one end of the circle to the other, and was still within the scope of discipline. Women express themselves as men by devaluing women, separating themselves from the female group, and their disgust for their own gender is essentially flattering men and actively domesticating themselves.

Ji Shumiao sighed: "I want a big sister with feminine strength, not such a spiritual man."

Ji Shumiao felt a little tired and had no expectations for the last candidate. He just wanted to finish the interview quickly and go to the newly opened hotpot branch to inspect and have a meal to comfort his young heart.

Ji Shulang had the same idea and just wanted to end today's farce as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, the uncle named Le Hui gave the siblings a pleasant surprise. He was polite and gentle, and his clothes were simple but clean and comfortable. He was also talkative, humorous and polite. He did not look down on the siblings because of their age. Instead, he said warmly: "You should become famous as early as possible. Geniuses are successful at your age."

Your words make me feel comfortable, so I will appoint you as Prime Minister Shu. Ji Shumiao suppressed the joy in his heart and thought so.

Ji Shulang asked: "Uncle Le, you worked in a liquor company for thirteen years. Can you tell me why you left?"

Le Hui spread his hands and said, "I had a disagreement with the second-generation boss who came back from studying abroad on business philosophy. He also wanted to go public, and I disagreed, so he fired me."

Ji Shumiao's eyes lit up: "Why don't you agree to go public? As a veteran of the company, your net worth will increase exponentially once this liquor company goes public."

“The pie of capital is toxic. Once you go public, you have to obey the command of capital. The essence of capital is an insatiable monster. Its only pursuit is to achieve maximum profit. It doesn’t care how long-term strategic goals you have or how strong your sense of social responsibility is.”

Ji Shumiao was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes: "A soulmate!"

Ji Shumiao had never mentioned any long-term strategic planning to anyone except her family, and she had never thought about listing the company from the beginning.

Le Hui’s position was thus confirmed, and Cha Sanmei had an additional deputy general manager.