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."

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

villain is the number one simp for the book's leading female protagonist, Shen Wan'er. As expected, he later becomes a tool for the main character to show off and slap faces, ultimately meeting a tragic end with his family ruined and his life in shambles. Fortunately, he awakens the [Universal Pure Love System], which allows him to earn points by performing acts of pure love. To change his fate, Gu Yan makes a decisive choice to seek warmth and companionship with the book's biggest villain—Cold Qingqiu. ........... My name is Leng Qingqiu. To find the murderer who killed my parents years ago, I deliberately blinded myself so that everyone would lower their guard around me. Just as I was secretly accumulating power and capital according to my initial plan, a man walked into my world. "Lengleng, Qingqing, Qiuqiu, which nickname do you prefer?" I don't like any of them. You'd better leave quickly! "Why aren't you saying anything? How about I call you my baby wife?" Leng Qingqiu thinks to herself, this man is truly annoying! (Stubborn pure love warrior + single female lead + true pure love + 1v1)

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”