I have to say, Chen Yutong was indeed very beautiful. She had fair, well-maintained skin and was even the department beauty back in the day.
Moreover, her family's background was quite decent, running some small businesses.
But precisely because of this, Qin Ning hadn't dared to accept her pursuit.
At that time, Qin Ning knew his own situation well. Having grown up in an orphanage, he knew he wasn't good enough for her.
It was a sense of inferiority.
After her confession was rejected, Chen Yutong never appeared in front of Qin Ning again.
He never expected that after graduation, their next meeting would be here of all places.
"Didn't you graduate from the finance department? Why are you working at the front desk?" Qin Ning asked curiously.
Logically speaking, with Chen Yutong's educational background, she shouldn't be here.
"Sigh..."
Hearing this, Chen Yutong sighed and couldn't help but complain to Qin Ning.
After listening to her story, Qin Ning finally understood.
Chen Yutong had seen the recruitment information online last month. After communicating over the phone, she specially traveled from Xi Province for the interview.
Who would have thought that upon arriving, she was told the position was already filled.
She was too embarrassed to just go back. After all, before leaving home, she had confidently told her parents that the job was absolutely guaranteed.
Left with no other choice, she decided to take a job at the front desk first. At least she could earn a salary to support herself.
"Didn't you already agree on this over the phone? Why did they suddenly say it was full?" Qin Ning frowned slightly. Such a recruitment attitude clearly indicated a problem with the higher-ups in this branch company.
As the saying goes, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower ones will go aslant.
If he hadn't known, it would be one thing, but since he did, he naturally couldn't pretend it hadn't happened.
"I was wondering the same thing. We agreed on an afternoon interview, but when I came, they said it was full. Later, I heard from a colleague at the front desk and finally found out..."
At this point, Chen Yutong looked around. After confirming no one was listening, she lowered her voice and whispered in Qin Ning's ear, "Before I arrived, the general manager temporarily arranged for two people to join. I think they are his relatives."
Saying this, she sized up Qin Ning and continued, "You're not here for an interview today, are you? I haven't heard that the company is hiring. Could it be that the online recruitment info hasn't been updated, and you were 'tricked' into coming here too?"
At this moment, a young woman walked in from outside, wearing professional attire and high heels.
Looking arrogant, she walked over to the front desk, glanced at Qin Ning, then at Chen Yutong, and placed a car key on the desk. She said to Chen Yutong, "My car is outside. Go park it for me later. Also..."
As she spoke, she took out some documents from her bag—a thick stack—and placed them in front of Chen Yutong. "I need these materials tomorrow. Organize them for me before tomorrow morning. I have to head out in a bit and probably won't be back to the company today. You can just use the computer in my office to do it."
"Okay, Sister Song," Chen Yutong replied helplessly.
Song Ling was a director of a certain department in the company. The position Chen Yutong came to apply for last month was exactly hers.
In terms of education and other aspects, Song Ling was far inferior to Chen Yutong.
But there was nothing she could do.
Who asked the other party's uncle to be the general manager of the company?
"Wait."
Just as Song Ling was about to turn around and head toward the elevator, Qin Ning's voice rang out.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Song Ling frowned slightly, her gaze sizing up Qin Ning.
Beside them, Chen Yutong was also startled, not understanding why Qin Ning suddenly stopped her. Just as she was about to explain, Qin Ning spoke first, "You're asking the company's receptionist to do your work?"
"So what?"
Song Ling chuckled. "She knows how to do it, so I let her do it. Besides, I'm so busy, and the front desk is so free. Is there a problem with having her help out?"
"Who are you anyway? Does this have anything to do with you?"
"Handing your own work over to the front desk? Leaving aside whether a receptionist is qualified to access these documents, if any content gets leaked, are you planning to make her take the blame?" Qin Ning narrowed his eyes.
"Why would it leak? Only she and I know about these documents. They are only reported upward after being organized. If they leak, it can only be her fault."
Saying this, Song Ling frowned. "Who exactly are you? You don't seem to be an employee of our company, are you?"
"Indeed, I am not," Qin Ning looked at her.
"Then why are you sticking your nose into other people's business?"
Song Ling snorted coldly, then looked at Chen Yutong again. "Is this your friend? Hurry up and kick him out. Don't just let anyone into the company. If there's a next time..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the elevator stopped on the first floor.
Then, several figures walked out of it.
Leading them were two young women, none other than Qin Fei and Cheng Weiyang.
Behind them followed several of the company's senior executives.
Among them was Song Ling's uncle, the general manager of the company, Tian Jinglong.
"Uncle."
Seeing Tian Jinglong, Song Ling immediately went up to greet him, squeezing right between Qin Fei and Cheng Weiyang with a flattering smile on her face.
Tian Jinglong and the other senior executives all changed their expressions. Obviously, the scene of Song Ling pushing aside Cheng Weiyang and Qin Fei just now almost scared them to death on the spot.
"What are you doing?!"
After reacting, Tian Jinglong immediately scolded her, his face looking extremely ugly.
Being yelled at like this, Song Ling was frightened, not understanding what she had suddenly done wrong.
However, Tian Jinglong ignored what Song Ling was thinking and quickly walked up to Qin Fei and Cheng Weiyang. "President Qin, President Cheng, I'm sorry, this is my niece..."
"It's fine. Just tell her to be more careful in the future."
Qin Fei frowned slightly. Although she was inexplicably pushed just now, she wasn't injured or anything, so she didn't plan to pursue the matter.
At this time, Song Ling also reacted, realizing that these two young women, who were about her age, were not ordinary employees.
She quickly walked up as well. "I'm sorry, President Qin, President Cheng, I..."
"You're fired."
However, before she could finish speaking, Qin Ning was seen walking over slowly from not far away.
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Song Ling but also Tian Jinglong frowned instantly, their gazes turning toward Qin Ning.
Clearly, they didn't know this young man.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
After Song Ling reacted, she looked at Chen Yutong angrily. "Didn't I tell you to kick him out? What are you still standing there for?"
"Brother, what's going on?" Qin Fei suddenly spoke up.

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

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.”

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

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?"