There were three or four interviewers. Although Ye Shuang was a vice president, he chose to sit in the corner this time—he was primarily there to observe the group's interview process.
"Give me a copy of the resume," Ye Shuang said. Since he didn't have a computer in front of him, he decided to just look at the paper report.
"Right away, Vice President Ye."
Zhang Kui, who was sitting beside him, handed over a stack of resumes, all submitted by those waiting in line outside.
"Hmm... the lowest qualification here is a Master's degree," Ye Shuang flipped through them, noting that most were from top-tier universities. However, they typically didn't pay much attention to the flashy details on the resumes; they mainly looked at which university you graduated from, followed by project experience, and then the expected salary.
But when he saw one particular resume, Ye Shuang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
[Name: An Siyi
Desired Position: Executive Assistant
Educational Background—
Master of Business Administration, Waseda University Business School
Internship Experience—
……]
Something feels off.
Looking at the resume packed full of internship and project experiences, Ye Shuang pondered. Could this person have a fake resume?
"Director Zhang," Ye Shuang suddenly lowered his voice.
"Yes?"
"Have you verified this girl's resume?" Ye Shuang tapped his finger on the information.
"Yes. This girl graduated from university at fourteen. There are still news articles about her online." Zhang Kui took out her phone, tapped a few times, and several news headlines appeared.
《Prodigy Girl Graduates University at 14, Becomes Youngest Business Talent》
《Takes College Entrance Exam at 8, Genius or Publicity Stunt?》
《Perhaps This is a Real-Life Zhong Yong》
Ye Shuang: "..."
He pinched the bridge of his nose and then continued, "Is there any possibility that these news articles are fake?"
"Regarding that, our partnered background check agency, as well as the HR professionals we know, have all verified the authenticity of the information on the resume," Zhang Kui continued.
"We also received confirmation from the university. There indeed was such a student, and they guarantee it's accurate."
Ye Shuang stared wide-eyed.
Huh? ↗
"Coincidentally, the next candidate is this Ms. An," Zhang Kui said. "Actually, this assistant position is being interviewed for you, Vice President Ye."
Typically, someone at Ye Shuang's level would have two assistants—one for personal matters and one for work. Currently, Kou Kou handled both roles, though she wasn't overworked since Ye Shuang left on time.
"Now, let's welcome the next candidate, Ms. An Siyi."
At that moment, the door opened, and a short-haired girl in professional attire walked in, taking a seat on the small chair.
"Hello, Ms. An Siyi," Zhang Kui began.
"Yo... ahem, hello, interviewers." An Shiyu adjusted her glasses and smiled.
Ye Shuang: "..."
You were about to say "yo," weren't you?
I heard it!
"Your resume is outstanding and aligns with our group's core values," Zhang Kui said. "However, the Executive Assistant position places greater emphasis on a person's comprehensive problem-solving skills and ability to adapt to situations."
"Next, we will ask you a few questions that require immediate answers. Is that acceptable?"
An Shiyu nodded obediently. "Of course, please go ahead."
"How do you view this position?"
Upon hearing the question, An Shiyu answered instantly, as if without thought, smiling, "My view of this position is to serve as the eyes and mouth of the president, assisting with daily affairs, helping to convey work instructions, and following up on tasks."
She paused briefly, then continued, "Naturally, it also includes assisting the president with external negotiations—primarily conveying, following up, and providing feedback on results."
Ye Shuang: "..."
Your response was way too fast. Are you sure you didn't memorize it beforehand?
Zhang Kui nodded with satisfaction, seemingly pleased with An Shiyu's answer. After all, asking questions without preparation time essentially tested the candidate's adaptability.
"So, Ms. An, why do you believe you are more suitable for this job than other candidates?"
Hearing this, An Shiyu's eyes drifted for a second before she immediately replied, "I graduated from university quite early and have extensive work experience. I'm young with a strong learning ability. Moreover, in previous projects, my information processing speed and public relations awareness far exceeded my peers. My previous employer can confirm this."
Zhang Kui nodded, then leaned over and whispered to Ye Shuang, "Vice President Ye, what do you think of this girl?"
Ye Shuang: "..."
He was rendered speechless.
"Not bad," Ye Shuang said. He couldn't very well say she wasn't good—there were simply no flaws to pick.
Hearing "not bad," Zhang Kui assumed Ye Shuang was satisfied and continued asking,
"So, Ms. An, are you willing to travel for work?"
"Oh, no problem."
"What about driving? Are you willing to take on chauffeur duties?"
An Shiyu smiled at this. "My driving skills are decent, no issue."
"Can you handle drinking?"
"I can. I have a good tolerance," An Shiyu said.
By this point, Zhang Kui was mostly convinced, but she still asked about daily work arrangements, how to tactfully point out a superior's mistake, and even how to handle disagreements. An Shiyu answered each question perfectly, one by one.
She answered almost without thinking, speaking fluently and without any hesitation.
"What's your impression?"
Actually, after Zhang Kui's interview, Ye Shuang would normally conduct a final round. But since he happened to be present, they could skip that step.
If Ye Shuang gave the nod, she could basically be hired.
"My impression..."
Ye Shuang looked at An Shiyu and finally decided to speak up. "Ms. An, I have a few more questions."
"Please go ahead," An Shiyu smiled.
"Why did you choose our group?"
Faced with such a question, An Shiyu gave a very standard answer, first praising the group, then talking about opportunities for learning and growth.
Zhang Kui was nodding along, but Ye Shuang felt a bit helpless.
This girl...
"She's the one," Ye Shuang said.
At the very least, he couldn't find anything wrong with her at the moment.
Afterwards, Ye Shuang followed Zhang Kui in interviewing the remaining candidates. With the help of the system's information function, they screened all the talent, ultimately selecting only two or three suitable candidates for hiring, which of course included An Shiyu.
Ye Shuang wasn't worried about An Shiyu's capabilities, only about her tendency to lose interest after three minutes of enthusiasm.
Later, he should meet with that fish alone and ask what's going on.
Leaving the interview room, Ye Shuang returned to his office, where he saw An Shiyu sitting in a chair chatting with Kou Kou.
"Little Fish."
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