I Built a Swimming Pool in the Desert [Management]

System notification: 'Detected that the host has arrived at the target location. The Lord Management System has been activated. Unlocking building: Swimming Pool.'

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Chapter 38 Resume Screening During Interviews

Chapter 38 Resume Screening During Interviews

The job postings range from livestock breeders to restaurant servers, with more than ten positions in total. The most eye-catching part is the salary and benefits section.

"100 points a day? And it includes room and board!" A young man carrying a bow and arrow rubbed his eyes. "Did I see that right?"

"Look, it says it here." The middle-aged woman next to her pointed to the notice, her expression somewhat excited. "You can enjoy fresh fruits and vegetables every day! My goodness, this is such a great benefit."

During this period, everyone in Yunpei Town was talking about the Star Territory.

Every day they're either discussing which milk tea tastes better or which swimming pool in which area is more fun. Anyone who hasn't played in Star Territory is considered out of touch in Cloudpei Town.

With the trust built up over this period, no one questioned the authenticity of the job posting.

On the outskirts of the crowd, an elderly man with a cane shakily pulled his grandson, who was still watching the commotion, aside: "Quick, go back and tell your mother that she's been a chef all her life, and now she can finally go back to her old profession."

Not far away, a burly man carrying a giant axe stared at the notice, his eyes gleaming. His companion patted him on the shoulder: "Old Zhou, you wouldn't be thinking of..., would you?"

"Shut up," the man said gruffly, immediately ordering paper and pen from the online store. "Hurry up and help me think of how to write this resume."

"Wait a minute, didn't you guys notice something's wrong?" a sharp-eyed girl suddenly exclaimed, "With so many positions, is Starry Territory going to add new shops again?"

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Her words were like a drop of water falling into a hot oil pan, instantly sparking a heated discussion.

Some people started counting on their fingers: "With zookeepers, chefs, and waiters, Star Territory is probably going to create a complete industrial chain from farm to table."

"Does that mean we'll be able to eat meat soon?" someone asked expectantly.

"It's not just meat, the job posting says they need two chefs, Star Territory is going to open a restaurant!"

The thought of being able to eat normal food on time made these people swallow hard. Even if they didn't get the job, it wouldn't matter; these benefits would be nice if they could buy them with money.

Zhou Qisheng did not participate in the discussion. He had been to Star Territory once before, and it was indeed a good place. His daughter had been asking to go again recently, but winter was coming soon, and he needed to make the most of his time to hunt monsters, so he didn't have any free time to go again for the time being.

But now that Star Territory is hiring, maybe he could give it a try?

Zhou Qisheng carefully studied the job postings on the bulletin board. He couldn't find a job that required specialized skills, and he wasn't sure he could compete for the more general jobs either.

But the information revealed in this job posting gave him an idea.

Ignoring the crowd still engaged in heated discussion, Zhou Qisheng quietly withdrew and began writing his resume.

Meanwhile, similar scenes were unfolding in every corner of the town. The next day, a huge pile of resumes came to Star Territory with Mao Qindong.

The job posting had only been on the bulletin board for one night, yet so many people had submitted their resumes. Looking at the thick stack of resumes, Lin Nanxing couldn't help but facepalm. "This workload is a bit much."

Mao Qindong delivered the resumes he had entrusted to Lin Nanxing. Seeing Lin Nanxing's troubled expression, he chuckled and said, "It's just that our territory is so popular. Everyone wants to become a member of the territory."

As a family member of a formal employee of the territory, Mao Qindong became a formal resident on the very day the quota was opened.

Lin Nanxing waved his hand, ignoring these words.

After integrating a batch of resumes he had previously saved, Lin Nanxing was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of information. The resumes were so varied in style, not to mention the content.

Some people's resumes are like household registration books, detailing everything from their ancestors to which schools they attended in junior and senior high school, but there's not a single useful piece of information.

Some people's resumes are too simple, with only two sentences on an entire A4 page, stating the position they are applying for and their name at the end.

There were even people submitting resumes for their sixty-year-old fathers on behalf of others; the disorganized information severely hampered the process.

To share the workload, she called Lin Qiulan and Li Suhua over. The three of them sat around a round table and went through each resume in two minutes, just like reviewing exam papers.

It took a full three hours to select a few satisfactory resumes from the interviewees.

As the number of unread resumes dwindled, Lin Nanxing grew increasingly lazy and began to feel drowsy. Suddenly, Lin Qiulan exclaimed "Eh!" and the noise woke her up.

"Nanxing, look..." Lin Qiulan didn't notice Lin Nanxing's state and looked over with bright eyes, only to find Lin Nanxing staring blankly.

She chuckled and said, "Are you tired? It's getting late, Nanxing, you should go and rest."

Lin Qiulan is ten years older than Lin Nanxing. Every time she looks at Lin Qiulan, she feels like she is looking at her own little sister and can't help but want to take care of her.

"It's okay, Sister Lan." Lin Nanxing patted her face with both hands, forcing herself to wake up. "That's all. Let's rest after we finish screening."

“Okay, Nanxing, take a look at this.” Lin Qiulan handed over the paper. “This person’s resume is very professional. He applied for a position in urban management. I feel we can use it.”

Lin Nanxing raised an eyebrow: "Urban management? I don't think I have that position in my job posting."

Despite saying that, Lin Nanxing still took the resume, his eyes quickly scanning the pages, his eyebrows gradually rising.

Lin Qiulan observed her expression and spoke up at the right moment: "This person has a very solid resume, perhaps we can talk to him."

She paused, then added, "Of course, ultimately it depends on what you think."

"What kind of person is he that you two are so interested in?" Li Suhua, who was standing next to them, was quite curious as she listened to their conversation.

Lin Nanxing handed her the resume casually, "You do have some skills."

The man's resume was printed on special paper used by a pre-apocalyptic urban construction company. The section on professional experience was densely packed with project experience related to urban planning, and his words exuded professionalism and confidence.

“Zhou Qisheng?” Li Suhua stared at the name, hesitated for a moment, “I think I know this person.”

In today's world, without electronic devices, and with resumes not including photos, she wasn't sure if it was the person she knew.

But if it is... "If it really is him, then he is indeed a rare talent."

Li Suhua is a single mother who was busy with work before the apocalypse and struggled to survive afterward. She has a very narrow social circle, but Zhou Qisheng is one of the few people she has met several times.

Li Suhua recalled, "He was quick-witted, skilled at ambushes, and often able to hunt down monsters of higher levels."

Of course, ability is only one aspect. More importantly, "it is very worry-free to cooperate with him. You don't have to worry about being betrayed. He has a pretty good character. I heard that he participated in the planning of Yunpei Town in the early days of the apocalypse. Later, he had a conflict with someone because of his wife, so he withdrew."

With such high praise, Lin Nanxing became genuinely interested in this person.

“Okay, our territory does indeed lack a manager with strong professional skills. Let’s meet him tomorrow.” She made the decision. “Sister Lan, please ask Brother Mao to inform him that the interview will be held here at 3 pm tomorrow.”

The staff lounge of the swimming pool, after being upgraded into a water park, has been transformed into a spacious office, where they are screening resumes today.

*

Since the rise of the Star Territory near Cloudpei Town, escort teams traveling between the two areas have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. To avoid cutthroat competition, these teams have gradually formed fixed schedules.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the two teams set off for the Star Territory on time. At ten o'clock, one team returned from the territory, bringing the guests who stayed overnight.

Around noon, the other three teams set off, and by 4 p.m., the four returning teams would carry the townspeople back to Yunpei Town in high spirits.

This morning, Zhou Qisheng unusually refrained from going out to hunt demons. Instead, he paced back and forth in his cramped quarters. Although he was confident in his professional abilities, he was still unsure how the Star Territory would view his outdated experience.

"Dad, aren't you going to work today?" Seven-year-old Tian Tian sat next to her father, looking at him with her dark eyes full of curiosity.

Zhou Qisheng squatted down and gently stroked his daughter's soft hair with his calloused hands: "We're not going out today. Dad will wait for someone at home."

Sweetie's eyes lit up. "Then can Daddy play with me?"

Zhou Qisheng's wife, Wu Qin, came over carrying a stack of clean clothes, a gentle smile on her pale face: "Tian Tian, ​​don't bother Daddy, Daddy has other things to do today."

Wu Qin rarely goes out due to health reasons and is unaware of what happened in the town yesterday. However, her husband's unusual decision not to go out to hunt demons this morning alerted her to something amiss.

She bent down to tidy up the clothes in her hands, which smelled faintly of soap. She had paid 50 game coins yesterday to have them washed in the Star Territory. The portable shower outside the swimming pool had come in handy.

According to her husband's usual habits, he wouldn't change into clean clothes so quickly; it was clear that he valued today's event.

“It’s okay, while we still have time, I’ll read a picture book to Tian Tian for a while.” Zhou Qisheng took the clothes from his wife’s hands, as he also needed something to relax his tense nerves.

Sweetie was born after the apocalypse. In this era where even basic education was difficult to guarantee, Zhou Qisheng collected all the books he could find and taught his daughter to read and write whenever he had free time.

As the last melody of the picture book story faded away, a knock sounded at the door as expected.

At 3 p.m. sharp, Lin Nanxing, dressed formally, sat in his office, calmly observing the job applicant in front of him.

At forty years old, Zhou Qisheng still had a tall and straight figure, wearing an old shirt that was cleanly starched but still showed signs of multiple repairs, with the buttons fastened meticulously.

Although the game altered his body, the marks around his eyes show that he used to wear glasses.

Ten years of apocalyptic life have left indelible marks on him, but he still retains the demeanor of a former manager.

"I've looked at your resume carefully. Let's skip the time-wasting self-introduction. Tell me your current views on Star Territory."

Lin Nanxing wasn't a professional in human resources; he was even still in school before he transmigrated. Rather than showing off his limited knowledge and engaging in some formalistic practices, he decided to directly state his needs.

Zhou Qisheng actually had some guesses about her style of doing things when he saw that the person interviewing him was a young girl.

Seeing her so decisive, he felt relieved; her straightforwardness actually made him feel at ease.

Having spent ten years navigating the post-apocalyptic world, what he detested most was the insincere bureaucratic manner.