The mark was from when Qiao Yu had shoved her, sending her crashing into the wine cabinet.
Even while spending ti with Zhou Yi, she had gritted her teeth through the pain, determined not to let him discover her injury.
Frowning slightly, Qiao Xi thought to herself that she'd simply have to avoid getting the wound wet during her shower.
Soon, the soft sound of running water filled the small bathroom.
Rather than watching TV, Zhou Yi sat absorbed in his phone, ticulously drafting a job posting.
He uploaded a recruitnt notice onto a popular job-listing platform.
First and foremost, he needed an executive assistant.
While the salary was generous—at $50,000 to $100,000 per month—only top-tier candidates need apply.
Given his limited mobility due to school commitnts, the assistant would shoulder most responsibilities for him.
After reviewing industry standards, he noted that typical executive assistants earned between $10,000 to $30,000 monthly.
Zhou Yi decided to set the bar higher, offering a premium package for exceptional talent.
Gender didn't matter to him—male or female—as long as the candidate possessed outstanding abilities.
His job description was concise yet demanding:
The ideal candidate must assist him in managing investnts, requiring expertise in finance and investnt strategies, along with prior experience overseeing company operations.
Initially, the role would involve handling recruitnt, office space planning, and other day-to-day administrative tasks.
Knowledge of legal matters would be an added advantage.
A bachelor's degree sufficed.
Though the criteria appeared simple on paper, finding soone who ticked all the boxes would prove to be a daunting task.
At the bottom of the post, Zhou Yi included his contact information: a phone number and email address.
Leaning back in his chair, he stretched lazily after hitting 'submit.'
Starting a business wasn't easy, nor was being a CEO—a realization that weighed heavily on him.
Within monts of posting the notice, his inbox began flooding with resus.
"Don't these people sleep? It's so late at night, and they're still scrolling through job listings..."
Unaware of the struggles modern workers faced, Zhou Yi couldn't fathom why such a lucrative offer drew instant attention.
In addition to the impressive salary range of $50,000 to $100,000, the position boasted flexible working hours: 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., with overti compensated at $100 per hour (double on holidays).
Employees enjoyed weekends off, one personal leave day per month, full social insurance coverage starting from day one, quarterly bonuses, year-end incentives, and complintary afternoon tea.
Every clause outlined in the labor contract would be honored without exception.
Where else could one find such a dream job?
It was the kind of golden opportunity everyone dread of seizing.
In a world where capitalists routinely flouted labor laws, leaving employees in dire straits, this posting felt like a beacon of hope.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yi's previous life hadn't prepared him for this reality—back then, worker protections were robust, and employee well-being was prioritized.
Compared to this harsh present, workers in his past life enjoyed significantly greater happiness.
Little did he know, his recruitnt drive would soon ignite a frenzy within the industry—and lay the foundation for a legendary enterprise destined to reshape the future.
anwhile, on the other side of the ocean, Jiang Ruolan sipped her coffee as she scrolled through ssages on her computer. A particular post in a group chat caught her eye.
[Fengf Huohuo: Girls, check this out! There's a new job posting—apply quickly!]
[Passerby 99: Fake, right? If this is real, I'll eat my hat.]
[Billye: Doesn't seem legit. With conditions this good, why bother posting online? Just recruit directly from universities.]
[Waiting to Get Rich: Let Kathryn handle it. Only top-tier candidates would apply for this. I don't stand a chance.]
[Fengf Huohuo: Kathryn, co on! Apply together? You're the only one qualified for these requirents.]
[Kathryn: Let see.]
The Kathryn everyone referred to was Jiang Ruolan herself. At 28 years old, she was a graduate of one of the world's top universities abroad. She'd completed her undergraduate studies Dostically, majoring in law, and pursued a master's degree in finance overseas—a perfect match for Zhou Yi's requirents.
With several years of experience under her belt, including stints at a bank and as an executive assistant at a renowned corporation, Jiang Ruolan had recently resigned to return ho and care for her parents. However, jobs dostically offered low salaries, minimal benefits, and fierce competition.
Though the salary Zhou Yi offered wasn't particularly high by her standards—she'd once earned over a million annually—the perks were appealing. Two rest days per week? Practically unheard dostically.
Deciding to give it a shot, Jiang Ruolan submitted her resu. If the terms proved genuine and negotiable, she could finally return ho.
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