Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Harboring Ulterior Motives!

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That's it? I've passed???

A few girls were ecstatic, none of them had expected the interview to be so simple. Just now, seeing the high elimination rate among the older sisters in the earlier groups, they thought it would be much harder!

Jiang Chuan led them out of the interview room and toward the HR office.

Once there, the girls waited outside while Jiang Chuan went in to handle the handover.

Sitting on the bench in the hallway, the girls couldn't contain their joy, already dreaming of the tens of thousands in monthly salary and the bright future ahead.

"Congratulations to you all. If there's nothing else, I should be off now. After all, I hadn't planned on joining," Yuan Siyi whispered, not understanding why she was brought here in a daze, and now seemingly becoming a model for the company in a daze.

"Don't go, Si Yi. Just wait for us and we can go back to school together," one girl said.

"Yeah, yeah, it's too far from the university. Taking a cab would cost almost a hundred."

"Sister Si Yi, please have mercy on us poor college students. I'll buy you a meal when we get back~"

"No, no, no! Poverty is about to become a thing of the past. Starting tomorrow, we have a bright future!"

"Hehehe~"

The girls giggled and made a commotion, leaving Yuan Siyi no choice but to keep waiting with them.

About half an hour later, several more people were brought over by company staff to go through the joining process.

Among these people, the girls saw the girl who had an unpleasant encounter with Yuan Siyi the day before.

When they tried to say hello, she sat down in a corner without a word, leaving them standing awkwardly with their hands raised.

"Wait a moment, President Zheng will personally handle your paperwork."

Jiang Chuan came out of the HR office with a smile, "It seems President Zheng values you a lot. I hope everyone will continue to work hard and aim for a life with an annual salary of millions!"

Just then, President Zheng approached from not too far away, followed by some of the interviewers from earlier.

"Please follow me, students," President Zheng said kindly to Yuan Siyi and her group.

When they heard President Zheng's words, the girls were very excited. They were fresh out of school and naturally admired someone with a certain stature in society. For them, it was a great honor to have a high-level executive personally handle their onboarding.

They quickly followed President Zheng to the manager's office.

President Zheng told them to have a seat and then closed the office door.

"Hello, students. I'd like to ask you a question before we begin. Why did you choose our company?" he asked from his executive chair.

His eyes roamed over the girls, appraising their body proportions as he considered their individual potential.

The question was quite common; some girls mentioned childhood dreams, while others shyly admitted they were there for the high salary.

President Zheng chuckled, "I really like your answers. Of course, money is the first thing needed when working. Only money is tangible. Unlike other senior executives, I don't like to promise pie in the sky. You earn as much as you can perform. What do you think?"

His seemingly considerate words found agreement with the girls.

"Our company's salary structure has several tiers: some might make only over ten-thousand a month, but others could be making hundreds of thousands, settling down in Magic Capital within a few years. Which one would you choose?"

"Definitely the hundreds of thousands..."

"This young lady is quite ambitious, I like that," President Zheng said. "Since that's the case, I will arrange your work according to that standard. Aside from the regular modeling and role-playing shoots, you'll need to attend some banquets as companions."

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Hearing this, the girls were somewhat puzzled. A social gathering? A wine reception?

Wasn't that something that only occurred in high society?

Surely the attendees of such wine receptions were all upper-class people—what did it have to do with them, college students just starting out?

Perhaps noticing the confusion written on the girls' faces, President Zheng continued: "Put simply, it's just about keeping the attendees' company, sharing a drink, and making conversation. Understand?"

The girls suddenly saw the light—indeed, there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

They would be doing more than modeling; they would also be expected to entertain with drinks...

President Zheng knocked on the desk, a hint of dissatisfaction on his face: "I'm quite democratic. I don't force anyone to do anything. If you agree, I'll make the arrangements."

After saying this, he turned to Yuan Siyi with a smile: "As for you, you don't need to participate in these kinds of activities. I'll arrange separate work for you."

"Sorry, I'm not looking to join the company," Yuan Siyi said coldly.

Up until now, everything had seemed aboveboard, and Yuan Siyi was blaming herself for being paranoid. She would have felt guilty if anyone missed out on this opportunity because of her warning.

But now, it was clear that there was something not quite right about this company!

"Hmm?" President Zheng frowned: "Aren't you here looking for a job?"

"No."

"That's a shame." After pondering for a moment, President Zheng said: "You seem to be a college student as well. It's so hard to find a job these days. Why don't you become my secretary? Fifty thousand a month, and the company will even rent an apartment for you. How about that?"

Wasn't this just another form of being kept?

Yuan Siyi stood up, picked up a glass of water, and threw it in President Zheng's face.

"Dream on!"

With that, Yuan Siyi left with the silent group of girls.

President Zheng sat stunned in his chair for a long time, unable to snap back to reality. Of the many female college students he had encountered, none had been as fiery as Yuan Siyi.

"Jiang Chuan, get in here!"

President Zheng roared toward the door.

Jiang Chuan had just seen Yuan Siyi and her group hurry off, and was still bewildered when his boss called him in.

"Is this the 'high-quality' college student you found?" President Zheng pointed at his soaked face and shouted: "Damn it, these little chicks think too highly of themselves! Contact Zhang Zhao! I must have them, no matter what!"

"...Right away."

Jiang Chuan walked out of the office trembling, taking a moment to catch his breath. Others might have seen President Zheng as peaceful, but he knew that before making it big, Zheng was a real bully.

The Zhang Zhao he mentioned was his sworn brother, still running with a crowd, commanding a dozen or so underlings.

Jiang Chuan made a call to Zhang Zhao, who burst into laughter after hearing what had happened.

"Just some college girls, right? Leave it to me!"

Zhang Zhao was no stranger to mingling with the models from President Zheng's company. Now that his "big brother" needed something, it was only natural for him to step up.

After hanging up, Jiang Chuan returned to President Zheng's office.

President Zheng was still putting on a gentle front, explaining work to the girls in front of him.

Jiang Chuan glanced over and was surprised to discover that one of them was the same girl who had been with Yuan Siyi on campus the day before.

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