Chapter 48 What the hell is going on

Located in the central business district of Zhonghai, Yu Lei International headquarters was a building over forty stories tall. The word “international” was not just boasting either, considering the fact that it has blossomed in three markets, namely Europe, the USA, and Japan. Yu Lei International has even become one of China’s top 10 companies in fashion and cosmetics.


The entire Yu Lei building was just like a slender and elegant silver tulip; its smooth lines and simple yet elegant decor make those who enter the building feel more lively and invigorated.


The air was filled with the faint smell of perfume, and all kinds of flowers and plants were attractively placed all around the building, bringing the beauty of nature to the plain white-toned decorations of the building.


However, what makes Yu Lei International Headquarters famous isn’t its unique style of decor, but the many kinds of beautiful employees wearing OL (Office Lady) uniforms instead.


As they were a part of the fashion and cosmetics industry, it was expected that females would be the absolute majority. But what took the cake was that, as Yu Lei International recruitment obviously takes corporate image into account, all of the employees who entered the company were intelligent and beautiful city girls; even the worst were delicate and pleasant ladies. As for the company’s or their partnered models, they can induce millions to daydream.


As a result, there were many lonely city men walking in circles outside of Yu Lei International, every single one of them hoping to hook onto one of the women inside. The only problem was that those who succeeded were next to nothing.


With such an environment, entering Yu Lei International has become the optimal choice for countless men. One can imagine, from the moment Yu Lei International released its advertisement for the Public Relations department recruiting, the number of men that wrecked their heads trying to apply!


Therefore, for Yu Lei International’s recruitment, they have come up with a few special requirements only applicable to men.


Number one, male applicants must possess a university bachelor’s degree or higher from one of the top 50 universities in the world.


Number two, male applicants must be proficient in at least two foreign languages.


With such conditions, the men who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity for their personal desires were all scared silly. If there’s a man who fulfills these conditions, why would he even go to Yu Lei International to be a public relations officer!? Even if they weren’t top-level executives, they would be the elite of any company. Beauties may be important, but if one’s rich would they still be lacking beauties?!


In the end, on the day Yu Lei International was conducting its final interview, among the dozens who came for the final interview, the only men remaining numbered less than ten. And among these men, every single one of them was wearing branded goods all over, with arrogant expressions of being unparalleled in the world. 


They were obviously not taking this job seriously, believing in their hearts that “I’m the best in the world." They were such pampered sons; their aim, and also the reason for their job application, was merely to look for thrills and women because they were bored.


Right now, there’s still five minutes before the start of the final two tests. The first was a written paper, and the second was answering the examiner’s questions. Of the final thirty-over people remaining in the hall, a majority of the ladies seemed nervous, while the remaining seven or eight men were relaxed and carefree.


Standing in the wide fan-shaped hall, on Yang Chen’s side sat a fat man with an oily head and coquettish face, narrow spectacles, fully clothed in Armani-branded goods.


“Hey, brother, which flower have you taken a fancy to?” 


The fatty got closer and said it with a wretched smile.


Yang Chen hesitantly asked, 


“What do you mean, take a fancy to which flower? And isn't this where I have to wait for the security check so I can go inside?”


“Still pretending!” 


Fatty mischievously smiled and said.


“Brother, you don’t need to act so cold and reserved; at worst, I can go first. I’ve taken a fancy to the Public Relations department’s chief, Mo Qianni. Alright, your turn!”


Yang Chen was speechless at the fatty’s honesty and said, 


“I’m just here to deliver food to my wife.”


“Fuck you! Who believes such a fake story?"


Fatty gave Yang Chen a look of incomparable contempt. 


“Honest people don’t tell lies; which of the other brothers sitting here aren’t here because they have money yet have nowhere to spend it and so have come to find women? You were wearing this summer’s CK’s (Calvin Klein) newest fashion to apply for a small PR job. Do you think I’m the fool or you’re the fool? And even a wife... If you said you have ten lovers, I would believe, but a wife? I don't believe you!”


Yang Chen was astonished. He quietly shook his head, sighed, and said, 


“What the hell is going on? I just told him the truth, but he didn't believe me."


And he no longer paid attention to the fatty’s groundless torment.


Right at this moment, the hall’s doors were pushed open, and a lady in a fitting black dress with a snow white shirt and hair rolled into a bun slowly walked in. Behind her were four beautiful OL carrying materials.


“She’s here, she’s here! So Mo Qianni was personally supervising the test." 


The fatty beside him starts acting like he took some Ecstasy; he was excited to the point that he started shifting his butt on the seat, and his two wolf-like eyes stared hard at the lady in uniform named Mo Qianni. It was not just Fatty whose mood got excited; even the other men also revealed earnest gazes; they too obviously viewed this tender flower as their prey!