Chapter 73: Unlike headhunters, headhunters can hunt hearts
At the foot of Baiyun Mountain, at a small private club by the lake, Yang Chengkai had booked the entire place for the entire evening, with no other guests allowed in, fulfilling Ping Mei's request for strict confidentiality. Long Weihe had witnessed the boss's tactics in getting people involved. She was waiting for Ping Mei in the parking lot, and he was waiting there too. She could imagine how he had managed to secure Shi Zhenglin's invitation. As a headhunter, she admired his commitment to exceeding expectations, believing he was not lowering his status; he understood the fundamentals of talent acquisition. Regardless of the appeal of his company or the conditions he offered, for someone like Ping Mei, sincerity and respect, and an open attitude and openness were paramount considerations in her willingness to work for someone like her. He offered these upon meeting, and Long Weihe considered the interview halfway successful. Ping Mei arrived in her car. Long Weihe stepped forward to help her park the car. "Hello, Mr. Ping!" "Hello," Ping Mei said, grabbing her bag and exiting the car, giving her a polite, subtle smile. Ping Mei hadn't expected Yang Chengkai to come out to greet her personally. A flicker of surprise flashed in her eyes, then a serious expression. After gently closing the car door, she smiled confidently and greeted Yang Chengkai, "Hello, Director Yang!" "Welcome, Mr. Ping." Yang Chengkai reached out to shake her hand. "I'm so sorry for the trouble you've shown me personally. Thank you, Director Yang," Ping Mei said with a humble air of undeserved humility. "Thank you for coming. You've worked so hard," Yang Chengkai, displaying perfect courtesy, led her inside half a step ahead. After taking a seat in the club's dining room, Ping Mei avoided the temptation for the boss to directly approach her about the job and instead broached the central topic. "Xiaolong has spoken to me. I must come to see Director Yang, no matter the circumstances, to express my gratitude. Thank you for your consideration, and this is also an opportunity to learn from you." Ping Mei's conversation flowed seamlessly from the moment they met. Long Weihe, observing from the sidelines, observed her profound professionalism and mastery of business etiquette. She reciprocated the high regard Yang Chengkai accorded her with a tactful and comforting manner. From this initial interview, Long Weihe sensed a subtle balance of power and mutual testing at a high level. "President Yang and President Ping, please take your time. I'll be next door. Any instructions?" Long Wei stood up. She was just acting as a bridge. Their negotiations involved personal and corporate matters, so it wasn't convenient for her to be present. She offered to leave. After leaving the room, she went to the next room for dinner alone. Worried about Qian Duoduo, she called to ask what he was having for dinner. He replied that he was having Western food and that his father was taking him to the movies. She felt a little relieved. Shi Zhenglin had sent numerous messages, so she called him. "Everything went well?" ...
At the foot of Baiyun Mountain, at a small private club by the lake, Yang Chengkai booked the entire place for the entire night, with no other guests coming in or out, fulfilling Ping Mei's request for strict confidentiality.
Long Weihe had witnessed the boss's tactics in getting people involved. She was waiting for Ping Mei in the parking lot, and he was waiting there too. She could imagine how he had managed to get Shi Zhenglin involved.
As a headhunter, she admired his exceptional commitment, believing he was far from demeaning and possessing a deep understanding of the fundamentals of talent acquisition. Regardless of the appeal of his company or the conditions he offered, for someone like Ping Mei, sincerity and respect, as well as an open attitude and open mind, were paramount considerations in her willingness to work for someone like her. He delivered on these promises right away, and Long Weihe considered the interview halfway successful.
Pingmei arrived by car.
Long Weihe went forward to help her park the car.
"Hello, Mr. Ping!"
"Hello." Ping Mei picked up her bag and got out of the car, smiling at her politely.
Ping Mei hadn't expected Yang Chengkai to come out in person to meet her. A flicker of surprise flashed in her eyes, then turned serious.
She closed the car door gently, confident and confident, and greeted Yang Chengkai with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Yang!"
"Welcome, President Ping." Yang Chengkai and she simultaneously extended their hands to shake hands.
"I'm unworthy of your coming to pick me up in person. Thank you, Mr. Yang." Ping Mei showed her humble attitude.
"Thank you for coming. You've worked hard." Yang Chengkai showed great courtesy and took a half step ahead to lead her inside.
After sitting down in the club restaurant, Ping Mei avoided asking her, the boss, to recruit talents in person and brought up the core topic.
"Xiaolong has talked to me about this. No matter what the circumstances, I will come to see Director Yang to express my gratitude. Thank you for your appreciation. This is also an opportunity for me to learn from you."
Ping Mei has been going smoothly since they met.
What Long Weihe saw was her profound professionalism and mastery of business etiquette. She reciprocated the high respect given by Yang Chengkai in a decent and comfortable manner.
At the beginning of such an interview, Long Weihe sensed the top and subtle balance of power and mutual testing.
"Mr. Yang and Mr. Ping, please chat slowly. I'm next door. Feel free to tell me if you have any instructions." Long Weihe stood up.
She just acted as a link, and the terms they were discussing involved private matters at the personal and corporate levels. It was inconvenient for her to be there, so she offered to withdraw.
She left the room and went to the next room to have dinner alone.
Worried about Qian Duoduo, she called him to ask what he was having for dinner. He replied that he was having Western food and that his father would take him to the movies that evening. This made her feel a little relieved.
Shi Zhenglin sent a lot of messages and she called him.
"smoothly?"
"Yes."
"When are you planning to bring Gu Liang to Ping Mei?"
"She needs to digest it after meeting me today. It's something to think about. I'll wait for her feedback before raising it again."
"Ping Mei wouldn't have come if she hadn't considered it thoroughly. Her only purpose today is to judge whether Yang Chengkai is a capable person and see what conditions he will offer. She should make a judgment immediately. If she talks to you for a few minutes at the end of the night, I suggest you throw Gu Liang to her."
He wanted her to show her trump card.
"Does Gu Liang need to communicate any further?"
"He's got it all figured out. Just assume you've already reached an agreement with him. He'll come from Tianjin to meet me tomorrow, and I'll introduce you to each other."
"Let me see what happens after Ping Mei talks."
"I'll pick you up when Shi Shi falls asleep. Send me the address and I'll ask Xiao He to drive your car back."
"No, maybe I'll take Pingmei home."
The two talked for more than three hours. At nearly ten o'clock, Yang Chengkai called her in again.
He was very happy and told her that they had a good chat and drank some wine. He asked her to help call a designated driver to take Pingmei home.
Ping Mei didn't look like she had been drinking at all. She helped the other person and saw how hard Long Weihe was running around, so she praised her in front of Yang Chengkai.
After parting with Yang Chengkai, Long Weihe asked Pingmei if she minded if she drove her car home, and she could have a designated driver drive her back. Pingmei didn't refuse.
She sent a message to Shi Zhenglin, saying that she would send Ping Mei home.
Pingmei insisted on sitting in the passenger seat.
"Has your father's nursing home been settled?" Long Weihe navigated to the address she gave and asked as he started the car.
"It's settled. We're getting ready to move there. My old man misses your child a lot." Ping Mei said, leaning her head against the chair.
"Is it convenient for me to take the child to the nursing home to see him?"
"He should be very happy. Thank you. I'll send you the address of the nursing home later."
Seeing that she didn't ask about the interview results, Ping Mei asked, "Why don't you ask me how it went? Are you a headhunter?"
She smiled, focusing on the road. "I often feel like I'm not a headhunter, and I question whether I'm cut out for this."
"It's quite interesting. A headhunter who looks like a headhunter can never find a human heart, but a headhunter who doesn't look like a headhunter can find a heart." She glanced at her sideways and said, "You, a headhunter who doesn't look like a headhunter, you've worked so hard. Who's taking care of your child so late at night?"
"family."
Ping Mei turned her head toward the window and got back to the point. "If I leave Qimai, my path will be different. I won't share the specific details. If I, Ping Mei, am determined to leave, no one can stop me. The only thing holding me back is my conscience. I need to figure out how to minimize losses for all parties involved. I'm not one to keep people on suspense. Xing Tan needs to give me time. I've already made this clear to Chairman Yang tonight."
"Do you need to consider a successor?"
"I've trained a successor internally. This is my responsibility. Whether or not to use him is up to the boss. But he will prioritize external talent to deal with the capital market's reaction. I'll help him think of someone, as finding a new round of talent takes time."
"Do you know Gu Liang from Tianjin Huameng?"
She played the trump card given by Shi Zhenglin.
"Him? We've dealt with each other before." Ping Mei responded immediately, "Did you push him?"
"I'd like to push him to you, if need be."
"He has the advantage, why didn't you push him to Xingtan?"
“I just met this person these days, and Boss Yang only values you and doesn’t consider anyone else.”
"You poached Boss Song's employees and then gave him someone else. That's not appropriate." Ping Mei turned to look out the car window.
Long Weihe could sense her disgust, and asked her to go to Song Changhe to promote their headhunting team, which was really too difficult for her. She was also worried that she would question her for deliberately moving her hands around just to make money, which would ruin her impression.
She immediately made a choice, "I won't give it to him, I'll give it to you, if Gu Liang can help you escape from Qimai. You don't need to mention that he was recommended by our headhunter, just recommend him to Boss Song directly."
"Then you have to think carefully. Gu Liang is very valuable. If you put it on sale to Boss Song, it will probably be a success. You won't be able to collect the service fee, which is a big loss."
"It's worth it. As long as it helps you get to Renxingtan."
Ping Mei lay on her back, closed her eyes, and was silent for a while. "Let me think about it. I'll tell you what to do in three days."
In front of a wise person, if you know how to give up, you may get more.
After driving for more than forty minutes, they arrived at the destination and both got out of the car.
"I'll return your things to you." Ping Mei took out a power bank from her bag and gave it to her. She also took out a bag that contained gold jewelry boxes and the like. "This is for your child."
Long Weihe was stunned for a moment, "I can't accept this."
"This is a gift from my grandfather to your child. It has nothing to do with me or the business. It's a commemoration of our bond." Ping Mei's eyes were sincere yet slightly distant.
Just as she was about to take a taxi back, Shi Zhenglin called her and said he was on the way and would pick her up.
She told him on the phone that things were almost done, and it was only a matter of time before Ping Mei came. She said that Gu Liang had also raised the issue, and she felt that Ping Mei was capable of solving it.
After waiting for about ten minutes, it was almost twelve o'clock.
After exhausting her physical energy playing ball and then going through a mental test, she actually felt very empty. Standing on the street and seeing his car coming from afar, her heart was instantly filled with emotions.
She realized now that she could no longer bear to see him driving towards her late at night. It would bring all her emotions back to that dark night when he hugged her and said, "It's okay," and it was like a wave that could sweep her away.
They got into the car without saying a word, and opened their mouths to kiss passionately. On such a rare night of freedom, neither of them hid their urgent need for each other.
Letting go, he slid his hand down her face, "Tired, huh?"
"It's okay. Shi Shi fell asleep?" She fastened her seat belt.
"I only dared to come out after falling asleep. Sorry for leaving late." He drove the car in and said, "Do you know what the first sentence we say to each other at night is?"
"What?"
He glanced at her and said, "Either I asked 'Duoduo fell asleep?' or you asked 'Did Shishi fall asleep?'"
She burst out laughing.
"You can laugh? It's like a code word, like a thief. When can we stop doing this? Hmm?" He took out one hand and squeezed hers, pinching her palm with the pad of his thumb. "How about we find a hotel nearby? It takes more than half an hour to drive home. I'm afraid it's too late and you're tired."
"I want to go home. I didn't even bring a change of clothes with me. It's inconvenient."
"Then you lean back and take a nap first, I'll drive faster." He turned off the interior lights.
Anxious that the time left at night was too late and too short, the whole journey was sweet and sour.
When she got home, she finished her shower and was blowing her hair in front of the dressing mirror in the dressing room. He pressed against her from behind with his upper body naked.
"Wait a minute, your hair isn't dry yet." She didn't stop using the hair dryer.
"I can't wait."
He sniffed her scent, kissed her from her exposed shoulders, put his hands inside her pajamas and touched her, and began his allowed "weekend" life, eager to release the bitterness and hardship he had been waiting for for several days.
The wet hair blew around his face. The fragrance of the hair in the hot air was unbearable for him. His whole body was hot. He lifted up the half-wet and half-dry hair and kissed her neck.
The switch of the hair dryer was finally turned off, and the switches in my body were turned on madly, uncontrollably and to my heart's content.
He flipped her over, pressed her against the dressing table, kissed and bit off the suspenders, and sucked back and forth between the two protruding and rosy points.
When she was lifted up and sat on the dressing table, perhaps because she was ashamed of being naked, she held his head with both hands and told him to go to the room. He did not do it, as he had already exceeded his limit of endurance and responded to her with a stronger and more affectionate licking from the tip of his tongue.
For quite a long time, her legs were hanging in the air. She held the table with one hand and used the other hand to shuttle back and forth in his hair, pinching and scratching randomly. Her face was empty for a long time, and she tilted her head back to seek oxygen and gasp for breath.
He knelt on the floor and heard her uncontrollable voice. He raised his eyes to look at her. At this moment, her raised neck and open lips were extremely tempting, making him extremely greedy. He stretched out a hand to touch her neck and squeezed it, wanting to control the sound and trembling that was about to come from her neck.
He felt the intensity of her happiness as he wished. He panted and kissed her roughly, using the tip of his thumb to push aside her still-bitten lips, rubbing them against her lips, kissing her again and again, hugging her tightly and going to the bed.
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