Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

Less than half an hour after the message was sent, Yan Yi's phone was almost blown up with calls, and many people came to confirm the authenticity of the message.

Those who know who Mr. V is but have no real talent come to test him with an overly refined resume.

No one knew who Mr. V was, but they were stimulated by the high annual salary and called to inquire about the authenticity of the information.

They can't collect the 10 million service fee for nothing, they have to do something.

Yan Yi transferred almost an entire department to do background checks and screening.

Cao Bot was so busy that he couldn't catch his breath.

Seeing the so-called President V eating and drinking comfortably in the company, I couldn't help but complain to Yan Yi.

"General Manager, isn't this Mr. V just a rich second-generation? Are these people that serious?"

A rich second-generation who has never run a company or even registered one is here to recruit a CEO. Aren’t these people worried that he’s just playing around?

Wouldn’t it be nice to stay in your original company?

"Do you know how popular she is on the Internet now?" Yan Yi thought he knew a lot, and took the time to give him some pointers. "Previously, a netizen just pretended to be her and gained more than two million followers. If it was her in person, how terrifying would the traffic be?"

Yan Yi couldn't help but sigh: "At that time, I felt that she was so popular for no apparent reason, and now, she has started a company. Look at her operation step by step. First, she gave rewards through live broadcast, then hired Internet users to promote her on major websites. After attracting traffic, she then drove a top-notch off-road vehicle to show off her face everywhere. Now the whole network is paying attention to her, and she immediately started a company. The next step will definitely be live broadcasting and selling goods, or she will definitely go the route of self-media hype. Whoever follows her now is like a pig standing at the outlet of the wind, and will definitely be carried away."

"Besides, who doesn't know that Ms. V is generous? If someone else said that the annual salary was 20 million, who in City A would dare to believe it? Everyone would have to think twice. But it's different if it's Ms. V who said this. She gave tens of millions of tips just for watching a live broadcast. Isn't these 20 million a piece of cake for her? How many people in City A have an annual salary of tens of millions? Even if it's just a little money, it's worth it."

"Hurry up," Yan Yi picked up his phone and replied, "I really don't know how you got the luck to meet Mr. V."

Cao Bote walked into the general manager's office with a confused look on his face, and came out with a confused look on his face.

He was really like a blind cat catching a dead mouse, and he got into a big one.

It turns out that rich second-generations can have fun like this?

It was indeed poverty that limited his imagination.

An Jing, who was mistakenly believed to be very smart and good at hype, finally waited for the interviewer after eating and drinking.

"Hello, Mr. V. I am the general manager of XX Company. I have been in the industry for 20 years. The largest amount I have ever managed was 20 billion. I am known as the Warren Buffett of City A."

"Hello, I'm the vice president of a certain group. Actually, I'm not here for an interview today. I just want to make friends with Mr. V..."

"...My previous job was to connect with government departments, and I successfully won over 10 billion projects for the company. As long as I participated in the bidding, I never failed!"

An Jing went from being enthusiastic at the beginning to being discouraged at the end. Excellent people came one after another, but either they were arrogant and came to interview her instead of looking for a job; or they simply treated her as a check-in attraction and a topic of conversation; or they were too capable and could earn money by doing anything.

"Mr. V, you have interviewed 20 people today. Doesn't any of them meet your requirements?" Yan Yi asked carefully.

Regarding the two requirements she raised, which one does not meet the requirements?

Are you kidding them?

An Jing lay listlessly in the boss chair with her head tilted back. She sighed deeply, raised her head, and seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

Yan Yi immediately perked up, but she said in a very tragic tone: "If someone is highly capable and can be employed immediately, there is no problem. But are there people who have good abilities in all aspects but cannot make money?"

Each of them just talks about how many billions of revenue the projects they handled brought to the company. Which one of them would she dare to hire?

Wouldn't this make her go bankrupt in a minute?

"What does that mean?" Yan Yi was confused.

An Jing sat up straight and said seriously, "It means he has the ability to work as a CEO, but he has no way of making money."

Yan Yi: “Ah?”

An Jing: "I don't need him to make money. Let me put it this way, I want someone who is capable of finding ways to spend money for me, and I don't want him to make a single cent for me."

"I don't care about money. Money is a burden to me." Seeing Yan Yi's shocked face, An Jing added this deliberately.

After hearing this, Yan Yi pinched his philtrum hard.

What kind of devilish talk is this?

At this moment, Cao Bote knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. V, there is another interviewer outside. Would it be convenient for Fang to let him in?"

An Jing glanced at the time. It was still about ten minutes before six in the evening. Since he came so late, she decided to take a look at him reluctantly for his sincerity.

I guess it won't meet her requirements.

The person this group of people found was completely different from what she wanted.

*

Hua Zhun just walked out of the elevator when he met an unpleasant face.

"Are you here for an interview as well?" A slightly overweight young man in a suit and tie said with a sneer on his face.

Hua Zhun's heart suddenly choked, and he said unhappily, "It's not surprising that I'm here for an interview, but you, a vice president, are here for an interview too. What's the matter? Do you want to change jobs? Or were you fired?"

"I just want to make friends with Mr. V," the young man snorted coldly, "I advise you not to make trouble for yourself. I am the vice president of a leading enterprise in City A and I can't even meet the requirements. You are an unemployed vagrant who has gone bankrupt no matter what you do. You should just go back to setting up a street stall and maybe you can pay off your debts sooner."

Hua Zhun suppressed his anger and said, "I am here to make friends with Mr. V. It seems that you do not meet Mr. V's standards as a friend! Yes, Mr. V is definitely not blind."

The young man was not irritated by his sarcasm, but deliberately glanced at his phone: "Whatever you want, I'm leaving now, your goddess is still waiting for me at home for dinner."

The young man walked into the elevator with an arrogant look on his face. Hua Zhun took two deep breaths, unclenched his fists, and walked towards the lobby.

Cao Bot: "Hua Zhun, here!"

Hua Zhun took a few big steps over and handed over his carefully crafted resume: "Thanks, brother."

"You're welcome... Hey," Cao Bote took the resume and weighed it in his hand. "Don't hold your hopes too high. All the candidates who came for the interview today were rejected."

"I know. I'll treat you to a meal whether it works or not."

"Don't say anything. I'll treat you after get off work." Cao Bote specifically told his friend, "V wants to recruit people with high abilities, so don't be honest about your previous entrepreneurial experiences."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

ten minutes later.

After reading Hua Zhun's very informative resume, An Jing looked at the almost invisible aura around him.

"Each of your previous projects was very successful, and you made hundreds of millions a year?"

Hua Zhun felt guilty: "Yes, isn't it?"

An Jing raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Isn't it really a loss of several hundred million?"