"Cheng Qing, 42 years old, holds a Master's degree in International Business from Columbia University.
She joined SoftBank Group in 2001 and General Electric Group in 2012, serving successively as Deputy Director of Corporate Development and Strategic Management at SoftBank Group, and Vice President of International Market Strategy at General Electric Group…"
In the quiet tea room, Tang Yuan quickly skimmed through the first applicant's resume.
It must be said, this resume was exceptionally impressive.
SoftBank Group and General Electric Group are both among the world's top 100 companies; General Electric Group, in particular, ranked 26th on the 2017 global Forbes list.
That Cheng Qing could hold a Vice President position in a division of such a multinational corporation was sufficient proof of her talent.
Tang Yuan read the resume very quickly, taking only five minutes to go through the nearly ten-page document. He then put down the resume and looked at her.
This was a woman who appeared very astute, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, exuding the powerful aura of a strong woman.
"Hello, Ms. Cheng, may I ask a question?"
"General Electric Group is a top 50 global multinational corporation, and you were already a Vice President of a division. Why do you wish to change jobs?"
Tang Yuan asked, looking at the woman before him.
"Of course, it's to seek new breakthroughs in my career."
"General Electric Group appears massive, but in reality, it's bloated and inefficient, and its internal structure is rife with corruption and discrimination. In the recent presidential promotion, based on past performance and capability, I far surpassed other Vice Presidents, but due to my skin color, I lost to an older woman who was inferior to me in every aspect."
"Since there was no hope, why should I continue to waste my time there? So, I decisively chose to resign."
Cheng Qing replied calmly, her words filled with frankness.
Tang Yuan nodded slightly: "So, you came here for an interview to seek new career breakthroughs, is that right?"
"That's correct."
Cheng Qing answered very straightforwardly.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yuan gently shook his head: "Ms. Cheng, if you are coming for an interview with such a goal, I believe the position here is not suitable for you. I am looking for a personal secretary to handle my daily life matters, not a female CEO to help me expand my territory."
"What?" Cheng Qing's face showed a hint of surprise: "You are offering an annual salary of tens of millions and imposing so many demanding requirements, just to find a personal secretary to handle your daily life matters? Mr. Tang, don't you think that's a bit of an overkill?"
Facing Cheng Qing's questioning, Tang Yuan merely smiled and said nothing in response.
Because some words, when spoken, can be somewhat hurtful to one's self-esteem.
Elites have always existed to serve the minority.
Throughout history, whether it was great scholars capable of governing the nation and bringing peace to the world, or martial generals with the courage of ten thousand men, their ultimate beneficiaries were always the imperial family.
Mastering arts and skills to serve the emperor's household.
Of course, in this process, as their social status continuously rose, they also became the minority in the eyes of certain people.
Modern society is no different.
In the eyes of the vast majority of people, Cheng Qing is already an elite among elites, but in the eyes of someone with Tang Yuan's wealth level, their existence is simply to create value.
Creating revenue for a company is value.
Providing services for an individual is also value.
In the eyes of the top powerful and influential, there is no difference between the two.
This is why in modern society, many people who work hard often cannot compare to those who constantly surround their leaders, leading them to frequently complain about the unfairness of the world.
In reality, in the eyes of a leader, both types of people have provided value; it's just that the emphasis of the value they provide differs.
"Ms. Cheng, our goals do not align, so there's no need to waste any more time. We'll meet again if fate allows."
After Tang Yuan finished speaking, he picked up his warm teacup and began to drink.
Seeing this, Cheng Qing knew that Tang Yuan was dismissing her. She frowned, said nothing, stood up, and quickly left the tea room.
...
Next, before noon, Tang Yuan interviewed three more people consecutively.
Without exception, everyone's resume was exceptionally impressive, with all of them being executives from top 100 global companies, and their educational backgrounds were even more impressive than the last.
However, unfortunately, these individuals had largely the same goals as Cheng Qing, all seeking new career breakthroughs with Tang Yuan.
Tang Yuan could understand this, as an annual salary of tens of millions was enough to match many CEOs of listed companies in the country, and some listed company CEOs might not even reach this level.
"Sigh…"
"Everyone has grand ambitions."
"It's truly difficult to find someone with outstanding ability who also doesn't have too much ambition!"
Tang Yuan sighed. Only one applicant remained to be interviewed. Given the four previous failures, he felt that the last one was likely also a long shot.
After quickly eating a few bites of the luxurious Japanese bento prepared for him by Zhao Haichao, he wiped his mouth and called in the staff outside the door.
"Please call in the last applicant."
Tang Yuan pointed to the bento box in front of him, signaling for the staff to clear it, and instructed them verbally.
"Alright, we'll arrange it for you right away."
The staff member was very efficient. After tidying up, he quickly walked out of the tea room to arrange the next applicant for Tang Yuan.
About five minutes later, today's last applicant arrived before Tang Yuan.
She looked much younger than the previous four applicants. Perhaps it was due to excellent self-care, but she appeared to be around thirty years old.
With an oval face and willow-leaf eyebrows, she appeared graceful, poised, and elegantly refined. Both her appearance and demeanor possessed a classical charm. Standing there, she completely lacked the strong, assertive aura of the previous four women; instead, she resembled a well-bred young lady from a Jiangnan water town, instantly making one feel more approachable.
"Hello, Mr. Tang."
"I am Xiao Yayue, and this is my resume."
The woman slowly walked up to Tang Yuan, gently introduced herself, and handed her resume to Tang Yuan with both hands.
"Please sit."
Tang Yuan took her resume and said softly.
Hearing this, Xiao Yayue gracefully sat down. Sitting there, she showed no hint of aggressiveness, yet the inherent confidence and depth that came from her very core could not be concealed.
Tang Yuan noticed the difference between this person and the previous four. He felt a flicker of interest, but he said nothing, lowering his head to read Xiao Yayue's personal resume.
"Xiao Yayue, female, born in 1982."
Tang Yuan was immediately surprised when he saw this, because from her appearance alone, she didn't look like she was already 36 years old. However, he was only slightly surprised for a moment, and quickly continued to read on...