sbdcsierra Chapter 52 Married Women? Maybe some people actually like that!
Chapter 52 Married Women? Maybe some people actually like that!
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That afternoon, Cecilia Cheung posted job openings on a recruitment website and also put up a notice at the company entrance.
In a small place like Jiangcheng, word-of-mouth is worse than websites for recruiting people.
She sent the message to several local WeChat groups, and within an hour, more than thirty people came for interviews.
Cecilia Cheung started as a receptionist and has met many people, so she has a knack for judging people.
She picked a few who looked efficient, typed quickly, and had a good attitude, and decided on them on the spot.
Five customer service representatives and one clerk will be available to start work tomorrow.
The recruitment is complete, but there's still one problem: with over five thousand names, even if half are screened out, there are still over two thousand left.
Even if Cecilia Cheung adds a few customer service representatives, she definitely can't keep up with all the work, and besides, they don't even know what a "good brand name" means.
Wang Guanxi was pondering this matter when his phone rang.
It was Mayor Chen who called.
"Mr. Wang, have you seen the news? The response has been very enthusiastic."
"I saw it. Thank you, Mayor Chen."
"No need to thank me, it's your own good work. By the way, do you need any help from the government regarding the name solicitation? I'll send two experts over to help you with the initial review: one is a retired senior-level Chinese language teacher from Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, and the other is the director of the county cultural center. One understands the written language, and the other understands Jiangcheng's culture—perfect."
Wang Guanxi was secretly pleased, but he didn't say it out loud.
"Mayor Chen is so thoughtful. I was just worried about not having anyone to help me with the initial review."
"Then it's settled. Have them report to your company tomorrow."
"Okay, thank you, Mayor Chen."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Guanxi leaned back in his chair. Crossing your legs.
The two experts, one knowledgeable in written language and the other in the culture of Jiangcheng.
The government provides the personnel, so he doesn't have to spend any money.
Mayor Chen's gesture of offering a way out was timely.
Then he said to Xie Baizhi, "Chen Zhen is sending two experts over tomorrow, you'll need to receive them. Ask Hong Jie from Zhong Zhaolong's side about salaries; she's in finance and see if she has any recommendations. Also, I'll entrust the recruitment to you. And get the company bank account opened as soon as possible; only after the company account is opened can one million be withdrawn from the company account."
After recounting a series of events, Cecilia Cheung turned another page in her notebook.
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At the same time, Lin Yanya happened to come across this video while slacking off at the clothing store.
On the phone screen, Wang Guanxi, dressed in a suit and tie, stands in front of the camera and says, "We are soliciting names for clothing stores, with a cash reward of one million yuan."
Her hand trembled, and she almost dropped her phone.
One million?
She rubbed her eyes and looked at it again.
Yes, it really is one million.
Moreover, this news was released by the official media of Jiangcheng, so it must be true.
You should know that in Jiangcheng, this amount of money is enough to buy a three-bedroom apartment and a BMW 3 Series.
Wang Guanxi actually spent a million to buy a name?
Is this just a case of someone being foolish, having too much money, and not knowing what to do with it?
Lin Yanya slammed her phone down on the counter, a wave of envy washing over her.
She remembered when Wang Guanxi was pursuing her in junior high school, he gave her a pair of silver earrings that only cost a few dozen yuan.
What now?
He just threw away a million dollars without a second thought.
If she had agreed to his request back then, wouldn't that million be hers?
Lin Yanya grew angrier and angrier, and the angrier she became, the more unwilling she felt.
She stood up, walked to the large mirror in the fitting room, and turned around from side to side.
The black V-neck bodycon dress had a perfectly fitted waist, and when she bent over, a snowy white expanse could be seen.
A large portion of her thighs were exposed, and she wore a pair of small, open-toed high heels.
She nodded in satisfaction.
With this equipment, I refuse to believe I can't take him down.
Unfortunately, she's been going to the SF Express station every day for the past few days, using the excuse of chatting and playing mahjong with Zhang Yanfen, but she hasn't even seen Wang Guanxi.
Every time I went there, only Wang Defa was busy at the shop; Zhang Yanfen was never there.
I'll go again today.
Lin Yanya picked up her bag, told her colleagues at the store to "keep an eye on things for me," and went out in her high heels.
Inside the delivery station, Wang Defa was sitting at his desk organizing the latest express delivery data.
Seeing Lin Yanya arrive again, he rolled his eyes inwardly, but still managed a forced smile.
"Yan Ya is here? Looking for Yan Fen? She didn't come today."
Lin Yanya sat down in the chair with a smile. She crossed her legs, and the hem of her skirt slipped up a bit.
"It's nothing, I was just passing by and came in for a bit. By the way, why hasn't your childhood friend Wang Guanxi come around lately?"
Wang Defa's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, it was aimed at Wang Guanxi again.
"He's very busy. He's been working on some big project lately. I haven't seen him for several days."
A hint of disappointment flashed across Lin Yanya's face, but she quickly regained her smile.
"Then please tell him for me that our old classmate wants to get together sometime."
After saying that, she stood up and swayed away.
Wang Defa watched her departing figure and shook his head.
When Wang Defa got home that evening, he wentssiped with Zhang Yanfen while changing his shoes.
"You mean Lin Yanya? Lately, she's been coming to the post station every few days, doing nothing but sitting there chatting for a bit and then leaving. She's here again today."
Zhang Yanfen was heating up food in the kitchen, without even turning her head.
"What was she dressed like?"
"What was she dressed like?"
"It's... a black dress, quite tight, with a low neckline."
Zhang Yanfen brought out the dishes and gave a cold laugh.
"Are you stupid? Haven't you seen how she dresses up every day, showing off everything she can?"
"It's obvious she's here to pick up men."
Wang De was stunned for a moment.
"Huh? Isn't she married with kids? Why is she still out flirting with men?"
"Besides, the delivery station is full of rough, old men who deliver packages. Who could she possibly hook up with?"
Zhang Yanfen set out the chopsticks, sat down, and looked at Wang Defa.
"It's not you, and it's not one of those delivery guys."
"Who is that?"
"Your childhood friend, Edison Wang."
Wang Defa's chopsticks froze in mid-air.
Zhang Yanfen continued, "Didn't she hear that the inn was bought by Edison Chen and is being managed by you? She must have guessed that Edison Chen made a lot of money in Shanghai, and she's trying to reconnect with him!"
Wang Defa slapped his thigh and said, "No wonder she's been bringing up the fact that Edison Chen pursued her back in junior high. But it just so happens that Edison hasn't come over these past few days."
"She must be regretting it to the core right now."
Zhang Yanfen picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and continued, "Let me tell you, any woman like this can be slept with by whoever has money. So what if she's married? It's just an extra title; some people might actually like her even more."
Wang Defa was dumbfounded.
"You seem to know her quite well?"
Zhang Yanfen put down her chopsticks, leaned forward, and lowered her voice.
"Let me tell you something you don't know. Lin Yanya is notoriously promiscuous in our mahjong circle. She's very close to that rich second-generation heir, Wen Wubin. Several people have seen the two of them going in and out of hotels together."
"Wen Wubin?" Wang Defa thought for a moment. "Isn't that the fat guy who drives the white BMW?"
"It's him."