When he arrived at the company, Barry found that things were a little different today.
There were two long queues at the main entrance. One queue was composed of young people with very unique clothing styles, most of whom were fat. The other queue was composed of fashionable and beautiful girls. They were pretty, had good figures, and were dressed very revealingly, with long bare legs, slender waists, perky buttocks, and long and narrow valleys. Every part that should be exposed was exposed.
Barry took a few glances and almost started bleeding from his nose.
What's going on?
Why are there so many beautiful women in the company? Is there some kind of event going on?
With doubts in his heart, Barry found Philip Arthur, who was temporarily in charge of recruitment. After signing the contract, he followed Arthur's instructions and came to the technical department office.
The office environment was completely different from what Barry had expected.
It's a mess here, so messy that it's hard to understand. Dozens of computer desks are randomly distributed, and each desk is filled with all kinds of things, including action figures, books and magazines not suitable for children, beautiful girl posters, snacks, speakers, etc.
There were two arcade machines in the corner, and several young people gathered in front of them. From time to time, sounds like "fuck" and "shit" could be heard.
Barry Allen's head was dizzy and he wondered if he had come to the wrong place.
Zuckerberg came over and asked,
"Barry Allen?"
Barry nodded, "You are?"
"Zuckerberg, Head of Technology."
Barry quickly stretched out his hands.
"Hello! I'm Barry Allen. This is my first time at work today. Please be kind and understanding."
Zack waved his hand and smiled, "Don't be nervous. The working atmosphere at ShowMe is very relaxed, without too many restrictions. Of course, there are some things to keep in mind, the two most important of which are: maintaining creativity and ensuring work performance."
Zack said as he walked, Barry following behind, a complete newbie.
"ShowMe's data framework is very well designed, and there aren't many bugs or vulnerabilities in daily operations. The technical department is very experienced, and the maintenance work can be solved quickly.
Therefore, in an eight-hour workday, there are about two hours of free time. During this time, you can do anything, whether it is listening to music, playing games or watching movies. The boss never cares about these things.
After hearing this, Barry understood. No wonder those guys played games during working hours. It turned out that it was their free time.
Zack continued, "Of course, personally, I still suggest that you use this time to think about the future plans for ShowMe. If you can come up with a good new idea, congratulations, you've made a fortune. The boss is never stingy with bonuses."
"There's also version updates. ShowMe will release a new version every once in a while. The first few days of the release are also the busiest time. We need a lot of manpower and may have to stay up late, so you have to be mentally prepared."
Barry nodded seriously and followed Zack to his desk.
The fat guy next to him took the initiative to say hello.
"You're that Barry Allen? The only one who broke through the firewall."
Barry smiled awkwardly but said nothing.
"I'm Mike Sen, just call me Mike. Buddy, do you have time? Let's have a competition."
Barry frowned and said, "Competition?"
"Don't get me wrong, this is a skill contest, not a fistfight. The rules are set by the boss. New members need to accept the greetings of their seniors and prove whether they have what it takes to gain a foothold in ShowMe."
Barry thought for a few seconds and said,
"I have no problem, I can compete anytime!"
Coming to a new environment means accepting challenges. Barry Allen doesn't like to fight, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a desire to win.
The two began to play a game of cracking the black box system.
A few minutes later,
Barry Allen won the victory without any surprise. Although his technical reserves were lacking, his insight, hand speed and reaction were dozens or even hundreds of times beyond those of ordinary people, so winning was a matter of course.
Mike gave a thumbs up.
"Sure enough, he's a genius hacker who can make the boss take action."
Barry was stunned and said in disbelief,
"The guy who beat me yesterday was the boss!"
"you do not know?"
Barry looked ahead blankly, his eyes somewhat dull.
Seeing his expression, Mike immediately understood, patted his shoulder, and said in the tone of a person who had come over,
"Don't feel bad about not being as good as your boss. You'll get used to it. We're all geniuses, but we're human at heart. Your boss is different. He's transcended organic life and evolved into an intelligent machine from the second dimension. To put it simply: a humanoid CPU with an IQ exceeding 250. There's no problem in this world he can't solve."
Barry swallowed, "That's amazing!"
"You'll understand later. In short, don't try to be cunning in front of your boss. Just say what you want and do what you want. As long as you give a good reason, he won't refuse."
"Got it. Thanks for the reminder."
Barry nodded gratefully and added, "By the way, when I came here, I found a lot of girls at the door. What do they do?"
Mike raised his eyebrows and said teasingly in a tone that all men understand.
"Who do you like? Is it the brown-haired beauty in the miniskirt that reaches her buttocks? I have her private photos, do you want to see them?"
Barry blushed and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, I'm just curious why they are queuing there."
"Isn't it to apply for the position of assistant to the president?"
Mike pouted and said unhappily, "A $250,000 annual salary, and the boss is a young, promising, intelligent, and wealthy second-generation rich kid. Which girl wouldn't want this job?"
"But the recruitment requirements require a left fist of 500 pounds and a right fist of 600 pounds. Those girls probably can't achieve that."
"So what you're seeing is the third batch, the first two have already been driven away."
Barry: "…"
Mike said mysteriously,
"Do you want to go to the recruitment site to see beautiful women?"
"May I?"
"Of course, the boss never cares about these little things."
Mike took Barry to the window of the recruitment office, squeezed out space from a group of singles, and looked inside curiously.
In the spacious room, Charlie, who was in charge of recruitment, sat at the table. Opposite him were young and beautiful girls.
If you look at beautiful women too much, you will get visual fatigue. Charlie has this feeling.
He couldn't understand Luke's thoughts, let alone the thoughts of these girls. The recruitment information clearly stated that the left fist was 500 pounds and the right fist was 600 pounds. If you can't do it, don't join in.
But the girls said no.
For an annual salary of $200,000, they threw away their moral principles, posing in coquettish ways and making all kinds of provocative suggestions. Some even invited him to the bathroom to chat.
Fuck you!
I, Charlie, am the kind of person who forgets his friends when he sees a beautiful woman. If the occasion wasn't wrong, I would have whipped you.
Not only did he fail to find a suitable candidate after a whole morning of recruitment, but he was also extremely angry. If he continued like this, he would suffocate to death.
At this moment, a blonde girl walked in. She did not introduce herself like the others did, but walked to the boxing machine and threw a right punch.
Bang!
1000 pounds!
Left fist thrown,
Bang!
1250 pounds!
Wow!
Everyone's eyes widened and the scene was silent.
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