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Chapter 130 Recruitment of Assistant President
Zhang Yang is Pu Jie's personal assistant, who can help him drive and do various things in life.

The kind that can be fully trusted.

To run a company, Pu Jie also needs to recruit some professionals to manage it.

For example, he now needs to recruit individuals to help him recruit some professionals.

Pu Jie walked into the talent market, showed the company qualification he had just applied for, and paid a part of the information fee.

Got some talent information that meets his needs.

Assistant to the Senior President.

Pu Jie needs this assistant to help him, a pure novice, manage Duoyu Company.

From the not too many materials in the talent market reserve, Pu Jie selected the three most expensive ones, and asked them to come to the coffee shop opposite the talent market for interviews.

"From now on, money is a bastard, and you can get it all back after you spend it!"

Pu Jie quickly assumed his role.

Coincidentally, the three of them are all in Kyoto and are currently unemployed. When they heard an invitation from the boss, they could all come in the afternoon.

Pu Jie studied with his senior Luo XX, and allocated his time a little rationally.

Sitting in a cafe.

After waiting for less than half an hour, the first interviewer came.

Yang Chao, 32 years old.

Wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a cropped cut, he walked in a hurry, as if he had just finished his trip from somewhere else.

He walked in, looked around first, and then saw Pu Jie waving to him.

He frowned subconsciously.

Then it quickly stretched out again, and walked over with a professional smile.

"President Pu?"

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

The two shook hands and sat down.

Yang Chao immediately asked: "What kind of industry does Mr. Pu's company operate in? Can you show me the business license? I'll get a general idea."

Pu Jie showed Yang Chao the business license that was still warm in his bag.

Only then did Yang Chao nod his head, and began to chat seriously with Pu Jie.

"President Pu, I have a dual master's degree in economics and management from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. I have served as assistant to the general manager, assistant to the vice president, and assistant to the president in many well-known domestic companies. I have rich experience and many resources. This is my personal Please take a look at your resume."

Yang Chao took out a stack of materials from his briefcase and pushed it in front of Pu Jie.

A thick stack.

There are many resumes, honors, and photos of famous scenes.

Pu Jie flipped through it for a while, and probably understood.

This is a cruel man.

Yang Chao took advantage of Pu Jie's turning over the pages and said, "I don't know what content Mr. Pu's Duoyu Culture Company is going to do? Entertainment? Animation? Movies? Idol trainee training? Or... something else?"

"Oh, it's probably about online literature."

"Internet literature? Develop IP? Or build a new Internet literature platform by yourself? Or hoard copyrights and create and adapt scripts for the second time? Personally, I am more optimistic about the secondary adaptation industry of Internet literature. At present, half of the popular TV dramas in the industry are It comes from the adaptation of online novels, such as "The Dragon King of the City", which was popular a while ago, the adaptation is quite successful, and the reputation is also good. If you do this industry, the future can be expected."

Pu Jie frowned, this assistant really talks a lot.

"Specifically, let me talk about it when I think about it."

"President Pu, can you tell me what your family does? Will he give you some resource support for starting a business?"

Pu Jie: "???"

"I'm not rich second generation."

Yang Chao was obviously a little surprised, after all, Pu Jie looked a bit young, if it wasn't for the rich second generation, it would be hard to be convincing.

"Oh, what about the company's financial situation? Can you tell me about it? My personal annual salary requirement is 30 yuan. Do you agree with the company's expenditure plan?"

Pu Jie glanced at him.

"Okay, Mr. Yang, I have checked your personal information, and I will notify you if there is any news."

Yang Chao was stunned for a moment, the professional smile disappeared on his face, as if he didn't understand.

Then he shook his head and hurried away again.

He muttered in his mouth: "Now the recommendation in the talent market is becoming more and more unreliable. A stunned young and rich second generation still dare not admit it."

Pu Jie didn't know his subsequent evaluation.

But he felt the interview was over.

This person talks too much, and his posture is not right, although his abilities seem to be quite strong.

But Pu Jie doesn't need so many assistants with personal opinions.

Next person.

Half an hour later, an urban beauty in gray business attire arrived.

The white shirt on the top was opened with 3 buttons, revealing a luxurious career line, and the hip-covering skirt underneath was tight, showing the graceful figure of the hostess.

The face is painted with neither thick nor light makeup, which is bright and moving.

Pu Jie's eyes lit up.

Isn't this the 'white-collar' character on the little card that Zhang Yang gave him before?

so similar!
Zhang Zhizhi, 28 years old.

A woman exuding the charm of Yujie.

"President Pu, hello~"

"Hello, Miss Zhang."

The two shook hands and sat down.

The weak little hand hooked Pu Jie with his finger when he pulled it away. I don't know if it was accidental or intentional.

Pu Jie directly showed his company's qualifications and his identity as a fresh boss.

He knew that he didn't look like a millionaire boss, so let's be more conscious.

She looked at Pu Jie with curious eyes.

"President Pu is really young and promising, are you 25?"

Pu Jie shook his head.

"Age is not important. Ms. Zhang, please introduce yourself? What are you good at? Do you have a resume or something?"

Zhang Zhizhi smiled coquettishly.

"President Pu, I have all my resumes with me."

Pu Jie took a look: "Huh? Didn't see it? Where did you put it?"

"here."

She pointed her white fingers with red nails on her unbuttoned shirt, bit her lower lip lightly, and cast a bewildered look at Pujie.

Pu Jie: (*゜ー゜*)

He seemed to understand something.

"Then can you personally carry out my orders without any compromise at work?"

"Of course, I will do whatever you ask me to do. If you say above, I will never be below. If you say lie down, I will never lie down. If you say in the office, I will never go out to find a place. I promise to meet all your requirements. .”

Pu Jie: (*゜ー゜*)

There is a sense of the picture.

"Ahem, Miss Zhang, we are talking about serious business."

Zhang Zhizhi stood up, turned around, walked to Pu Jie and sat down.

Fragrance hits.

"Mr. Pu~ You have a successful career at such a young age. You definitely need someone to help you with your daily needs. The company has some people to work with. I usually have no problem making documents and organizing meetings for you. The most important thing is I can do what others can't. Don't you want to try to look at your employees and do some exciting things in a single-sided light-transmitting office? Or when others report to work, there is someone under the desk to help you Are you dealing with private matters?"

A pair of small hands landed on Pu Jie's lap.

Pu Jie: (*゜ー゜*)

The corner of Zhang Zhizhi's mouth showed a smile that was not easy to distort. How could she, a college graduate who graduated from a junior college, climb from a small secretary to an assistant to the president within 5 years?
Isn't it relying on this core competitiveness?

She had worked as a secretary for a rich second generation before, so she naturally understood the thinking of these young masters.

like to play!
All kinds of flowers.

She doesn't object to following the young master, it's better than the fat, middle-aged, short, middle-aged man who always likes to pull her hair to make him call Dad last time.

What's more, this little boss is still so young. Although he is not a handsome guy at first glance, he is still quite attractive. Who knows who will enjoy it.

At such a young age, the family dares to start a company with assets of more than 1000 million, which must be extraordinary.

If you get closer, you can save years of struggle.

And looking at this shy look, it seems that there are few people playing, so it's pretty sure!
No one can refuse an active secretary Yujie!

"Sorry, I don't think you agree with my company's request."

Pu Jie took her hands away from his lap and made a gesture of please go out.

Zhang Zhizhi: "???"

"please."

"You you! You man! Hmph! You don't understand anything!"

Zhang Zhizhi left angrily.

Pu Jie shook his head.

He had seen too many beauties in the Beiyi School, and those of this level were barely above the average level.

Why spend so much money to recruit a high-end chicken.

This is not the person he wants.

“I hope the last one can be normal”

Qi Fei, 27 years old.

Peking University Master of Management.

Senior unlucky guy.

From the smug ambition of graduation, to now being overthrown by reality.

3 years after graduation,
She has worked with 5 companies.

Two companies went bankrupt due to poor management, and two companies went bankrupt directly. The boss of the last company was just sent in and is currently facing the crisis of being sued. The lawyer on the opposite side heard that his surname was Luo.

Wherever she went, the company fell.

Known as the Kyoto Corporation Black Widow.

She is a majestic top student at Peking University, and she absolutely does not believe in Feng Jian's superstition!But... this is too evil.

Qi Fei's resume has been on the talent market for a while, but no one has contacted her.

She knew the resume was intimidating.

Before starting a company, many bosses specially ask someone to read Feng Shui, and she is a person with a bad omen.

Today, when she was about to lower her expected annual salary, a young boss called her.

"I hope... this boss doesn't believe in Feng Jian's superstition."

(End of this chapter)