Chapter 6 Job Application
Zhou Yang was stunned: "Do you know me?"
After confirming, the girl smiled and said, "I'm Wu Xiaodi."
"Wu Xiaodi?"
Zhou Yang quickly went over the name in his mind, and then he remembered that Wu Xiaodi was also his high school classmate.
However, as expected of girls, they change a lot when they grow up. At that time, Wu Xiaodi was thin and small, and seemed to be malnourished.
She is the biology representative of the class. She always wears a pair of large black-framed glasses. She doesn't talk much and only reminds them quietly when urging them to hand in their homework. She has no presence in the class.
I will remember this girl because after her application form was modified by her father, Zhou Yang happened to meet Wu Xiaodi and asked her to help get a new copy from the teacher.
The girl in front of me was fair and clean, without glasses, and had big eyes. Although she was not a great beauty, she was very pretty and delicate.
"The biology class representative of our class." Zhou Yang said with a smile.
Seeing that Zhou Yang remembered her, Wu Xiaodi smiled shyly and blushed when she heard these words: "You still remember!"
Zhou Yang nodded: "Yes, I remember."
Wu Xiaodi looked up at him, met his gaze, and quickly looked away: "Well, I took my car for maintenance, so I took the bus. You... you too?"
“I don’t have a car.”
"Ah?" Wu Xiaodi shouted in surprise.
Zhou Yang's family was well-off, and many of his classmates had seen his driver driving a luxury car to take him to school. Wu Xiaodi naturally assumed that he also had a car.
"Something happened at home." Zhou Yang didn't explain much.
The family did have a few cars, but they all belonged to his father. Now that he had been kicked out of the house, he was a pauper with nothing. "I'm in a hurry to go to the interview, so I won't talk to you any more!"
"Oh, okay, okay." Wu Xiaodi was still in shock and hadn't reacted. Seeing Zhou Yang walking away, he quickly shouted, "Hey, Zhou Yang, wait a minute!"
Zhou Yang turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"
The girl's face flushed, her eyelashes trembled violently, and she rubbed her hands against her abdomen, "Are you going to the class reunion tomorrow?"
"go."
"Then...see you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow."
Zhou Yang took a taxi directly to Anxia Design, which cost him 40 yuan, making him feel very painful.
As a leading programming company, Anxia Design undertakes a wide range of businesses, but it is best known for its game design. Zhou Yang is applying for a position in this department.
He arrived at 4:20, filled out the application form, and it was just in time for the interview.
There were five interviewers sitting in the conference room. Zhou Yang's eyes lit up when he saw the one in the middle. He was Zheng Guoqian, a well-known person in the industry.
Programming is a profession that relies on youth, but although Mr. Zheng Guoqian is over 40, he still has a lot of ideas in design.
Most of the ideas and designs for the popular mobile games "Guards Camp" and "Arena" on the market came from him. Some other well-known designers also mentioned him many times, saying that Teacher Zheng gave them a lot of inspiration.
Zhou Yang admired him very much and had searched for him on the Internet. It was said that he was now the general manager of Anxia Design Department.
The interview wasn't difficult. The interviewer asked him to discuss his market analysis, the elements of game design, and his understanding of innovative concepts. After answering his questions, Zhou Yang could sense the admiration in the eyes of several interviewers, and he felt reassured.
After the interviewer left, the HR person came in and told him to wait for news, and there would be definite information within three days.
Zhou Yang thought happily: Once I sign the official contract with the company, I can get an advance on my salary and move out of the Lin family.
Having said that, Anxia's reputation in China is also partly due to its corporate culture. Anxia is known for its humane approach, and it's very common for employees to receive salary advances. This humane approach to management also encourages more employees to work hard for the company.
He was full of confidence for this interview, and the interviewer's reaction said it all. He simply turned down all other interviews and waited for the employment notice.
It is not the recruitment season in China right now, and the game design department is taking on a new project and is very short of people. It is not easy for Anxia Design to recruit a satisfactory talent.
The HR department learned from their leader that the matter was almost done, so they could not help but quicken their pace, wanting to get back to the office before the weekend on Friday to prepare for the employment contract so that they could get things done on Monday.
"Manager Wang!"
HR Manager Wang paused and looked back at Zhang Mingfeng: "It's Xiao Zhang!"
Zhang Mingfeng is a person who likes to put on a show. He is always graceful and polite in front of people who are beneficial to him.
"Manager Wang, were you interviewing just now?" Zhang Mingfeng asked.
There was nothing to hide about this matter. Manager Wang replied, "Yes, aren't you short of people in the game design department? I just happened to find someone who's suitable."
Zhang Mingfeng adjusted his glasses and asked, "Is that man called Zhou Yang?"
"How do you know?" Manager Wang asked in surprise.
Zhang Mingfeng took a few steps closer. "I just thought I saw his back. It really is him. He's a graduate student at J University. I once went there for a three-month exchange program, and that's when I met him."
When Zhang Mingfeng joined Anxia, it was Manager Wang who was responsible for the recruitment. After thinking about it for a while, he remembered that this was indeed the case.
"That's great!" Manager Wang said with a smile, "When he comes in, you, as a senior brother, can take care of him."
"Are you going to hire him?" Zhang Mingfeng raised his eyebrows.
Manager Wang didn't understand the awkwardness in his tone. "Yes, the boy is quite good. Even Teacher Zheng praised him a few times! When the time comes, you can guide him. I think he will be able to stand on his own feet like you in no time!"
A flicker of jealousy flashed in Zhang Mingfeng's eyes. Teacher Zheng didn't praise people easily. He had worked diligently for the company for three years at Anxia, yet never received a single compliment from Zheng Guoqian. Furthermore, he had only just begun independently taking on small projects this year, so what right did Zhou Yang have?
"This..." Zhang Mingfeng looked very embarrassed.
Manager Wang saw that he was hesitant to speak and asked, "What's the matter? Is there anything difficult?"
"This..." Zhang Mingfeng seemed to find it difficult to speak. Under the "pressing gaze" of Manager Wang, he spoke reluctantly, "This person's business ability is still okay, but his character may be a bit questionable."
"What's the meaning?"
"He... well, you know about the J University plagiarism incident, right? He seemed to be involved in it, but then he was removed for some reason, so he wasn't included in the file."
For those who do design, especially original design, plagiarism is a lifelong stain, and every creative person hates it.
Design is a circle. For plagiarists, who are nailed to the pillar of shame, it may not be easy to get into a big company like Anxia, let alone a small company.
"Oh, I know about this, thank you for telling me."
Zhang Mingfeng saw Manager Wang turn around the corner and get on the elevator. The floor displayed was 32, which was the floor where the interview supervisor and the general manager were.
He raised the corner of his mouth and left with satisfaction.
It was already six o'clock when Zhou Yang returned to the Lin family villa. He suddenly remembered that dinner had not been prepared yet, so he quickly started to prepare porridge.
He was just about to go to the refrigerator to get some ingredients when he found a sticky note on it with a few words written on it. The words were vigorous and powerful, and full of style. It was obvious that he had practiced it before: Can you make bean shred rolls?
…
I always feel that it’s a bit of a waste to turn these nice words into convenient signatures.
Of course they will.
His cooking skills are not that good. The few dishes and snacks he is good at are all learned from his deceased grandmother. Among them, the bean thread rolls are the true inheritance of his grandmother.
I remember when he was a child, he often took the bean shred rolls made by his grandmother to visit neighbors, making other friends cry with greed. Qi Dongdong became a loyal bootlicker like Zhou because of his greed.
Bean shred rolls are not complicated to make, and the ingredients are very common. It took Zhou Yang less than half an hour to make two large bowls of bean shred rolls.
He was just about to go upstairs and call someone down for dinner when he saw the man coming down on his own, following the scent. His nose was sharper than a dog's.
Zhou Yang originally wanted to hide in the kitchen again, but he was embarrassed to do so in front of the other person.
People with social phobia are generally very sensitive and have low self-esteem, and the unintentional behavior of others may hurt their fragile hearts.
When Lin Qiyuan went downstairs, he saw the other person with a conflicted look on his face, as if he wanted to stay at the table but also didn't want to, like a scumbag who was wavering.
"Sit down!" Lin Qiyuan said.
Zhou Yang sat down quickly as if he had received a special pardon.
In his opinion, this is a signal from the socially anxious patient seeking help from the outside world, and it must not be easily rejected.
He was already very hungry, and he wanted to finish his breakfast and escape from the table, so he just buried his head in his food.
Lin Qiyuan avoided the painful spot and took a gentle bite. Almost immediately, he recognized the flavor of the same dish he had eaten yesterday. The hot bean curd rolls also tasted more like the ones he had eaten a dozen years ago.
He could hardly eat such delicious bean shred rolls at the moment.
He looked at the handsome boy opposite him, and he could not connect him with the dirty little girl from more than ten years ago.
"Have you been to J City?" Lin Qiyuan, who had a toothache, spoke incoherently.
Zhou Yang looked up from the bowl and saw the other person looking at him intently.
"No." City G is far away from his home, so of course he has never been there.
When people with social phobia want to communicate with the outside world, they will start with short sentences or words.
While Zhou Yang was cleaning up the dishes, he quickly sent a text message to Dr. Cheng: There are signs of improvement in the condition.
Cheng Fei was having a passionate affair with the girl, their close dance almost caused cheers from the whole audience. The girl took out a cell phone from his trouser pocket, opened it, and gave him a seductive look: Is someone in your family sick?
With the beauty by his side, Cheng Fei had long forgotten about trying to trick Lin Qiyuan and turned off his phone: "Nonsense! My family members are all as strong as bulls. Just look at me and you'll know!"
The girl giggled.
*
The next day was Saturday. Zhou Yang waited all day, but An Xia Design did not call him. However, it was understandable. It seemed that the rumor about An Xia's weekend duty schedule was fake.
The class reunion was held at Jianzhai, a Sichuan restaurant in the city center. This Sichuan restaurant wasn't exactly authentic, but it catered to the tastes of the locals in S City, so it was quite popular and quite frequented.
When Zhou Yang arrived, there were already more than twenty people there, gathered at the door and chatting.
Seeing this former school hunk, all the female classmates stopped chattering at the same time, and even tidied their hair unconsciously. Some of them even lowered their heads shyly, not daring to look him in the eye.
Some of the male classmates were curious about him, while others were disdainful. He even felt hostility from someone. He turned around to look at them, but he didn't know who it was.
Squad leader Yang Xingchen, who was surrounded, broke through the crowd and came to Zhou Yang, happily patting his shoulder. "Zhou Yang, when did you come back from abroad? We all decided to get together a few days ago, and I was worried you wouldn't come back!"
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "I just got back two days ago."
"What a fate! Come here, come here, do you remember our classmates?" Yang Xingchen pulled Zhou Yang to where he had just stood. "Qi Peng, the lawyer, Li Liangliang, the owner of a large supermarket, Han Guodong, who just passed the doctoral exam..."
I have to say that Yang Xingchen was considerate enough. He was not very familiar with the other people in the class and it was difficult for him to talk to them, which seemed quite awkward.
Yang Xingchen created a platform for everyone, and the atmosphere instantly became lively.
"And me, I'm not capable of that, so I just work as a clerk in a small company." Yang Xingchen scratched the back of his head and said with a smile.
"The squad leader is too modest. He's about to be promoted to a higher position!"
"That's right, squad leader, this is not realistic!"
"Not only is your squad leader successful in his career, but his wife is also expecting a baby soon. He has everything: a wife and children, a warm home. By the way, Zhou Yang, where are you currently working? I heard you went abroad to study at J University. That's amazing. Which company did you join after graduation?"
Zhu Zhu, nicknamed Xiao Tu, went to work as a programmer in a large company. He was already half bald when he was a student, and now he has shaved his head completely bald.
"He's a rich second-generation, probably a boss now! Zhou Yang, which store is this? Remember to give us a discount later!"
“I didn’t…”
"Zhou Yang!" A little girl squeezed in from behind him. It was Wu Xiaodi, whom he met yesterday. She interrupted his answer and said, "Thank you for yesterday!"
"What's going on? Xiaodi, you guys..." Everyone winked at each other, obviously very curious about this gossip.
"Yesterday, a motorcycle thief tried to snatch my bag on the road, but thanks to Zhou Yang, he got it back for me." Wu Xiaodi winked at Zhou Yang, signaling him to listen to her.
“This is truly a great fate!”
"Xiao Di is single, right? Is Zhou Yang dating?"
Everyone was talking at once, not giving them any chance to explain. Wu Xiaodi's face turned red and he was almost speechless.
"Zhou Yang now is not worthy of Wu Xiaodi at all!"
A sudden remark made the chattering crowd at the door of Jianzhai fall into silence.
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