The New S-Class Goddess

Recruiting for a small company is actually quite difficult, which doesn't contradict the current situation of the job market.

On one hand, if there are no restrictive conditions, it is actually very easy to find a large number of applicants. However, from another perspective, finding capable ones is very hard. After all, small companies lack a deep foundation, and their greatest hope is to hire someone who can start working immediately. But true seasoned professionals are often unwilling to take risks on unstable small platforms.

Boss Du felt this deeply. He himself had worked in a major gaming company for a few years before leaving to start his own business. At the time, he tried to recruit some former colleagues who had also resigned, but few were willing to follow him.

Making independent games was simply too risky. As for now, having latched onto the coattails of his boss, Su Bai, he could be said to be enjoying the shade under a big tree.

Su Bai was actually much more reliable than those prestigious investment firms. When those large institutions invested money, they often attached various harsh conditions. Sometimes they would dictate the management with a mindset eager for quick success and instant benefits, which could even be described as completely messing things up.

How many small companies with bright futures were ruined by the idiotic management parachuted in by investors?

In this regard, Boss Du was endlessly grateful to Su Bai.

Su Bai obviously had his own concepts and hobbies, but he wouldn't force them onto the company. Overall, his attitude was quite chill and laid-back.

Normally, a boss with this kind of mindset would easily be taken advantage of if they encountered a manager who liked to slack off and play tricks.

Fortunately, Boss Du was also quite an idealistic person, and it was exactly this trait that Su Bai valued when he invested in this studio.

Having the heart to make a good game was the most important thing. There was no need to pursue massive hits or huge profits. Being able to create a nice little game that left a good impression in the hearts of some players and brought them happiness was enough.

"I feel like quite a few students in our department would want to make games."

"Really? But I think most people's employment goals are probably research and development in major companies." Boss Du felt a bit anxious bringing this up. After all, he was also a graduate of Jiangcheng University and knew that his junior schoolmates had high aspirations.

They had attended a prestigious university, so at least before being beaten down by society, they still hoped to do high-end jobs. Game companies, overall, were slightly lower in both compensation and prestige.

"That might be true, but can everyone get into a big company? There must be people who don't like the path of grinding for a master's degree in tech. Let's just recruit undergraduates who want to start working right away. It's all development work anyway, and there's no need to study for that damn master's degree."

"That's true..."

"From what I see, there are still quite a few suitable students. They might not be considered great students by the professors, but they are actually suited for making games."

Bringing this up, Su Bai felt a strong urge to complain.

How should he put it? Game companies these days, especially certain ones, loved to hire based solely on academic credentials.

They exclusively preferred postgraduates from elite universities.

To be honest, Su Bai felt that doing things this way would never result in fun games. Did those people really love games? They probably just loved the income from the job.

Working is for making money, which is fine in itself, but with companies using this kind of orientation for recruitment, it was perfectly normal that they only produced boring games.

Now that Su Bai was a boss himself, he didn't need to imitate those people.

Small projects didn't require huge teams anyway, so when recruiting, they could evaluate candidates from other aspects.

"Take it easy, no rush. Our game genre is suited for slow polishing, we can't rush it."

"Haha, President Su seems very afraid that we'll rush and ruin things..."

"I'm telling you to relax. I don't expect to make money from games anyway."

These words were simply too domineering.

When Boss Du used to attend drinking parties, he had heard some bosses make similar grandiose statements. Facts proved that most of the time, it was pure bragging.

Believe that they really didn't care about losing money? That would be too fake. In fact, many bosses were much stingier than their employees.

But Su Bai seemed to genuinely think this way. Everything about President Su was very real!

"Alright, go back and rest. You look like you haven't fully woken up yet... I'm going to eat."

Su Bai shooed Boss Du back to Bangbang Technology.

Clearly, this guy wasn't awake yet.

The gaming industry was like this. Who didn't stay up late?

There was still some time before the competition started, and Su Bai didn't need to arrive on time. He just needed to drop by and take a look after it began.

Speaking of which, the people from the Science and Technology Association had asked Su Bai if he wanted to give a speech as a sponsor.

Su Bai declined, feeling it would be a bit awkward and slightly cheesy.

After all, students were always annoyed by the segment where leaders gave speeches. Thinking about it, it was better not to do it; it was meaningless.

As the saying goes, a tall tree catches the wind. I, Su Xiaobai, am now quite a figure at Jiangcheng University. If I act too high-profile and spark explosive discussions, it might not be a good thing.

There was a hot dry noodle shop near the school that Su Bai loved to eat at, so he decided to have that for today.

Normally, hot dry noodles were an explosive-calorie breakfast, but fortunately, Su Bai's body had high energy consumption now, so he wasn't afraid of gaining weight.

Two bowls of noodles, a serving of tofu skin, plus some pan-fried dumplings and iced rice wine.

As Su Bai was eating vigorously, a woman in the shop caught his attention.

The girl was wearing a simple windbreaker jacket and casual pants in dark tones. It was the kind of outfit that would be very inconspicuous in a crowd; one could run into dozens of office workers dressed like this on a single subway ride.

Even so, it was hard to conceal her beautiful and clear facial features.

She wore no makeup, clearly bare-faced, yet her looks were still extremely stunning.

Unlike other straight men his age, Su Bai had interacted with many beautiful women, so he could completely distinguish whether a girl was truly bare-faced or wearing a light, natural-looking makeup.

The girl was eating noodles while looking at the documents in her hands, appearing very serious.

Her facial expression revealed a hint of exhaustion.

The girl was alone, and on the seat next to her was a backpack. How to put it... it was the classic style from the stereotypical programmer image...

If one ignored her appearance, she was the absolute classic image of a STEM corporate drone.

It was actually quite rare to see this kind of situation on a beautiful woman.

Just as Su Bai was lamenting, the system panel popped up in his mind.

[Ding! S-class Goddess detected]

[Name: Li Xingya]

[Age: 20]

[Height: 167cm]

[Strength: C]

[Number of Relationships: 0]

Good heavens!

Although he couldn't be entirely sure yet, his intuition told Su Bai that this must be the S-class goddess attracted by the competition he sponsored, right?

After all, someone coming here to eat breakfast at this hour, carrying a big backpack, was either a student from the school going out for an internship or someone from outside coming to the school for business.

Her aura also seemed like she was participating in a programming-related competition... This kind of thing was very mysterious, but many times, this kind of intuition made perfect sense!

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