Zhao An held the resume Yang Xiaolin handed him and his first question was sharp: "Which company did you intern at before?"
Yang Xiaolin's face paled slightly. "Chengyue Labor Services Co., Ltd., as a data administrator."
"Oh, what exactly were your responsibilities?"
Zhao An picked up his coffee, slowly blew on it, and savored the sweet flavor.
Looking at the pure-looking college girl before him, he'd been with plenty of beautiful women, but this gentle, refined type was rare. Perhaps looks weren't the first thing to consider; it was her temperament (qi zhi, a kind of refined elegance or aura) that truly stirred his desire.
"Mainly responsible for comparing the daily inflow and outflow data with sales data," Yang Xiaolin said frankly.
But a strange feeling lingered inside.
And an ominous premonition was creeping in; she could sense what his next question would be.
Sure enough…
Zhao An's next question followed immediately, "What was the reason you resigned from your last company?"
Yang Xiaolin blinked, unsure whether to lie, but after a moment's thought, she said, "I was fired because I misspelled a punctuation mark in my data."
"Hmm, creating reports does require carefulness; that's something you can improve on.
I don't have any better jobs for you right now, but there's a position as a super administrator for a live streaming platform. You'll monitor the platforms and see if any streamers violate platform rules.
If they do, you'll give them a heads-up; serious violations will result in immediate bans.
Are you willing to do this job?
Although it sounds glamorous, it's actually quite tedious."
Zhao An picked up his coffee and said calmly, "This isn't a special treatment for you.
It's just to get you to be patient and think about how to do these tedious but necessary tasks well in an ordinary position."
"I'm willing, I'm willing."
Yang Xiaolin thought she wouldn't pass the interview, but she ended up getting a decent position; she was genuinely happy.
Zhao An smiled. "Don't be so happy yet.
Although I'm giving you this opportunity because of your teacher, you'll still need to work hard yourself. The company has performance evaluation systems, and we only want outstanding employees. By the way, do you have a boyfriend?"
Yang Xiaolin hadn't quite processed the previous question. Was it because of her mother?
The next sentence left her somewhat bewildered. She shook her head and said, "No."
"Hmm, very good."
Zhao An stood up and walked over, scrutinizing Yang Xiaolin's face. "Don't worry, I'm not a good person."
"Pfft," Yang Xiaolin chuckled, her beautiful eyes narrowing into crescent moons. "Boss, you're so funny!"
"Haha, it's alright.
I'll have someone take you downstairs to complete your onboarding procedures. Come find me later, and we'll go back together. My teacher said she'd personally cook me a meal.
"If you really want to thank me, then work hard, and then you can personally cook me a meal."
Zhao An smiled and told Li Yitong to take Yang Xiaolin away.
The reason he didn't immediately "eat" her was that Zhao An wanted to make Yang Xiaolin fall in love with him, and then he would "eat" her while she was half-willing.
He would impregnate her, and after she became pregnant, he would let her know about her mother's affair with him, and then they would both serve him in bed!
"Thank you, boss, thank you, boss! I... I'll definitely work hard."
Yang Xiaolin was a little excited.
After all, having a young boss is much better than having an old man.
Besides, rumors said Zhao An was a womanizer, but it seems that's not the case.
He handled some company matters in the office…
He also approved several large project funding applications.
He didn't concern himself with the specifics. With Liu Tao, the strong female CEO, overseeing things, all he had to do was occasionally check if the business direction was right. If not, he'd adjust; if it was right, he could continue to relax and enjoy life.
It's not shameful to rely on a woman for a living. There's no way around it; his wife is too capable, so he naturally doesn't need to do much.
Why bother lifting a finger when you can make money lying down?
He lit a cigarette…
Looking at the view from the floor-to-ceiling window, there was a fountain in the square in front. The environment here was among the best in the country.
For a company with no debt and a huge cash flow…
Such a company simply wouldn't have any problems.
A stable and secure market is sufficient; Zhao An will leverage his personal charisma to develop the brand, starting with basic necessities like clothing, food, housing, and transportation.
These fundamental aspects of people's lives will undoubtedly generate substantial profits, and this is precisely Zhao An's plan.
Sitting in his chair, he lit a cigarette, closed his eyes, and sensed the movements of Fang Shunli and Huang Yu, these scions of powerful families.
Reconciliation is impossible; only temporary cooperation and peace are possible.
The humiliation he inflicted on them in Hengdu—once these bastards recover, they will surely turn against him.
Since he controls the lucrative profits of this industry, he doesn't seek overnight riches; a slow and steady approach is also a strategy and a pursuit.
Scenes flashed through his mind…
Zhao An's smile grew increasingly cold. He took another drag of his cigarette, and as the smoke billowed, Huang Yu and the others' plan began.
Not in the financial industry, but they could use a disruptive strategy by targeting clothing raw material suppliers.
"Trying to undermine us?
Idiot, our supply contract is for two years."
Zhao An detected their plan.
He simply let out a cold laugh.
Cooperating with foreign capital.
Especially the Jews, that's like dealing with a tiger for its skin. Those beasts are the real capitalists; they may not know how to make money, but they're very good at creating monopolies.
A short while later, the knocking sounded again.
"Boss, Yang Xiaolin is ready."
"Okay, I'll be going then. Yitong, don't overwork yourself, go home and rest early."
Zhao An smiled, and as he left, he touched Li Yitong's shapely buttocks, eliciting a flirtatious glance from his secretary.
It seems like it's been a while since they've had sex; he's kind of missing it.
Seeing Li Yitong's flirtatious eyes…
Zhao An couldn't resist. "Xiaolin, have a cup of tea here and wait a bit."
He then pulled Li Yitong into the office, not even going to the bed.
He pressed Li Yitong against the wall, pulled up her uniform skirt, and thrust his erect penis against her wet, moist opening, penetrating her completely!
"Oh!"
Li Yitong was pressed against the wall, her hands held, somewhat like she was being raped. With each thrust, she had to stand on tiptoe, rising and falling with each stroke, perfectly receiving the man's impact.
Within two minutes, she was rolling her eyes in pleasure.
This sudden rape was so pleasurable, the all-around pressure, the sensation in her vagina was incredibly intense!