He offered way too much

Zhou Yi gave a faint smile but still declined.

"No, you should rest well. See you at the company tomorrow."

Based on his understanding of Jiang Ruolan, she was likely testing him.

Perhaps tonight's alcohol had made her act impulsively for once, but what if she regretted it tomorrow when sober?

Of course, he refused.

Besides, what was meant to be his would come to him eventually—there was no need to rush.

Jiang Ruolan raised an eyebrow at his response, her smile deepening.

So, President Zhou truly wasn’t a frivolous man.

This only made her admire him even more.

[Jiang Ruolan’s Affection +2]

"Thank you for bringing me home, President Zhou. See you tomorrow."

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

---

The next day, at Huanyu Corporation.

Jiang Ruolan had perfectly embodied Zhou Yi’s philosophy by scheduling the interviews for 10 a.m.—not too early.

At least, she personally believed this aligned with his ideals.

Arriving at the company by 10 was just right, and if interviews ran late, lunch had even been arranged. Every detail was thoughtfully planned.

Wen Xin was one of the candidates interviewing that day. She had graduated a year ago.

Her previous job was at a major internet company, where overtime was brutal—working from 8 a.m. to 10 p.m. was the norm.

Officially, it was a five-day workweek, but in reality, weekends were just more overtime. There was no personal space or life left.

She was growing weary of this endless grind.

Back when she first received the offer from the big tech firm, she had been thrilled. To a fresh graduate, these companies seemed glamorous—she would’ve worked for free just to get in!

Now, she realized how naive she had been.

As an intern for the first six months, she earned almost nothing—just a few hundred yuan in subsidies, which was nowhere near enough to live on in Huaihai.

Rent alone cost 2,000 yuan, leaving her in the red every month.

But the company was a master at psychological manipulation, drilling into interns how "privileged" they were to be there, how rare such opportunities were—brainwashing them with corporate prestige.

In short, it was all hype.

Employees didn’t even go by their real names—everyone had a so-called "nickname."

She was becoming numb to this world. Every day was just work, sleep, and barely any time for friends. Her only entertainment was scrolling on her phone before bed.

Then, one day, she stumbled upon Huanyu’s recruitment post on a trending topic.

At first, she couldn’t believe it, but after some encouragement from her roommate, she decided to give it a shot.

Standing beside her now was that very roommate—Wu Ying.

The two stared in awe at the towering commercial building before them.

"Huanyu is in a place this luxurious? I thought they were a new company..."

"With President Zhou’s wealth, renting a place like this is nothing. But wow, the view here is amazing."

Wu Ying’s "crush" was, without a doubt, Zhou Yi. She had first been drawn to his looks, only later discovering he had started his own company.

"Yingying, are you nervous? You’re about to meet your crush."

"I can’t even imagine how handsome he’ll be up close. Ugh, I hope I can keep my composure."

"You’re already losing it before even seeing him. What if you start drooling on the spot?"

Laughing, the two stepped into the building.

Huanyu was on the 11th floor. As the elevator doors opened, they quickly composed themselves and walked out.

The entrance to Huanyu’s office was wide open, with a young man and woman standing by the door—both strikingly attractive.

The moment they spotted Wen Xin and Wu Ying, they flashed warm, welcoming smiles.

"Good morning, ladies. Welcome to Huanyu."

The two were pleasantly surprised.

"Oh, hello! We’re here for the interviews today."

"Please, go right in."

As they entered, another woman approached—a sweet-faced beauty with dimples and a voice as soft as cotton.

Her cheerful demeanor instantly put them at ease.

"Come this way, ladies~"

Seeing Wen Sisi, Wen Xin and Wu Ying quickly relaxed.

With their workplace experience, they even struck up casual conversation.

"Miss, are you an employee here?"

Wen Sisi giggled and shook her head. "Nope! I’m just a temp. President Zhou hired me as the company mascot."

Wu Ying blinked. "So those two at the door are mascots too?"

Wen Sisi grinned. "They’re professional models—I can’t compare, haha!"

As for why two models were working as greeters... well, that was another one of Zhou Yi’s unconventional moves.

Models-turned-greeters: Can’t help it—President Zhou’s offer was too good to refuse.

"Have you two had breakfast yet? There’s a buffet over there if you’re hungry. Don’t skip meals!"

Wen Sisi pointed to a nearby table. Wen Xin was touched—this level of consideration is unreal...

After confirming they’d already eaten, Wen Sisi led them to the meeting room.

"Interviews haven’t started yet. You can wait here, and we’ll call you when it’s time. Good luck!"

With an adorable cheerleading gesture, Wen Sisi waved and left. Wen Xin waved back, smiling.

The room already held several candidates—mostly fresh graduates, plus two professional women in their 30s.

Wu Ying and Wen Xin were still nervous, staying quiet like most interviewees.

At 9:55 a.m., Jiang Ruolan strode in.

Dressed in a sleek black Armani suit, sheer stockings, and YSL heels, she exuded undeniable authority.

Wen Xin and Wu Ying were starstruck.

So cool...

This was the epitome of their career aspirations.

Jiang Ruolan greeted them with a smile, engaging in light conversation—nothing about work, just genuine concern.

Had the commute been long? Did anyone need to leave by a certain time?

Her approach eased the tension. Though she carried a strong presence, her tone was gentle.

Once everyone relaxed, she checked her watch.

"Almost 10. I’ll head to President Zhou’s office now. Good luck, ladies."

With that, she left a poised, confident impression in her wake.

At 10 sharp, Wen Sisi returned to begin the interviews.

No fixed order—whoever was ready could go first.

The two experienced professionals stepped up immediately.

Wen Xin sighed in admiration.

"These women are so impressive. When will I ever have that kind of aura?"