Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ye Wanwan swept her eyes over the documents scattered over Ye Mufan’s desk. She casually picked up a sheet of paper and asked, “Did you hire any suitable managers?”
Ye Mufan sighed. “Nope! I interviewed several and none of them were any good! They were too impatient! Not one seemed competent!”
Ye Wanwan: “…”
It wasn’t easy for him to be able to call others impatient…
“Any good ones wouldn’t come to a small company like ours; we’ve only gotten inexperienced and unreliable ones, so it’s hard to find anyone…” Ye Mufan complained.
Now that Ye Wanwan brought on Jiang Yanran on top of the other three artists they had, they really needed more manpower to help them out.
Ye Wanwan thought about it before asking, “Oh right, was there a girl surnamed Yao who came to interview today?
“Surnamed Yao? Nope! Why?” Ye Mufan asked.
Ye Wanwan replied, “Last night, I went for hot-pot with my son and my boyfriend and I coincidentally met a girl and saw her resume. She was looking for a job as a manager.”
“I saw her resume and she seemed pretty reliable, so I gave her my card and told her to come interview at our company. But she didn’t come!”
Just as Ye Mufan said, anyone who had any slight ounce of ambition would choose bigger companies. There was no way they would come to their start-up.
There were too many start-ups in recent years that weren’t reliable. They typically ran for about one or two years then they would close down and run away from debt. There were even some which closed down after half a month or even after ten days or so. This was why even though the competition to get into a big company had become even more intense than before, people were still more inclined to apply for positions with them instead.
But at this moment, Ye Mufan was completely focused on the part where Ye Wanwan said, “Last night, I went for hot-pot with my son and my boyfriend!”
“Boyfriend, you only think of your boyfriend. You’ve never even gone out for hot-pot with me, your brother!” Ye Mufan complained.
Ye Wanwan frowned. “What do you mean never? Didn’t I have hot-pot with you last week?”
Ye Mufan: “That was at home with mom and dad! We’ve never gone out by ourselves!”
Ye Wanwan: “I wasn’t alone with my boyfriend. My son was there too!”
Ye Mufan: “…”
His heart felt so heavy that he didn’t want to argue anymore.
He was seriously suspecting whether this girl was lying to him or not!
That kid couldn’t really be her illegitimate child with that wild man right?
Ye Mufan was about to ask when the phone on his desk began to ring.
It was the front desk receptionist. “Director Ye, there’s a miss surnamed Yao here looking for you. She says she’s here for an interview.”
Ye Mufan looked stunned and he glanced at Ye Wanwan. “There’s a girl surnamed Yao here. Is she the one you were talking about?”
Ye Wanwan’s eyes glittered. “It should be, let her in!”
“OK!” Ye Mufan turned back to the phone. “Let her in.”
After a moment, a girl knocked on the door and came in. It was Yao Jiawen, the girl Ye Wanwan met the night before.
The girl appeared plain and looked like she would blend in with a crowd. Her hair was neatly combed and she was wearing a Chanel suit which was out of season and appeared to be rather old.
It was clear she knew how heavily people in this industry focused on their style of dress, but because of her financial circumstances, she couldn’t afford to buy newer clothes and could only wear an appropriate brand-name outfit.
Not only did she look decent but her expression was very natural and poised, giving off a comfortable aura.
“Nice to meet you, my name is Yao Jiawen. I previously worked at Wisdom Media and I…” Yao Jiawen did a simple self-introduction.
Ye Mufan looked through the girl’s resume and appeared very satisfied. He glanced at Ye Wanwan, who was seated on the sofa. “Amazing, you can even find treasures while eating hot-pot?”
