Enjoying the Feeling of an Interview

Chapter 5: Enjoying the Feeling of an Interview

While waiting at a red light, Fan Yu felt that the Maybach's driving experience was absolutely incredible.

Everything handled smoothly and naturally, without the slightest awkwardness.

But when he casually glanced at the rearview mirror, Fan Yu saw a shocking sight.

Within ten meters behind his car, there wasn't a single vehicle. Even the closest cars were more than ten meters away.

"What are these people doing? Didn't they say Magic City's roads were always congested? They're staying so far away from me. Aren't they afraid someone will cut in?"

Without giving it much thought, he drove off slowly when the light turned green.

But only five seconds after Fan Yu left did the cars behind him dare to start moving. They were afraid the car ahead belonged to a novice driver. If he handled it poorly and they rear-ended him by accident, they would have nowhere to cry.

Fan Yu's driving skills were pretty good. After all, in his previous life, he had been an experienced driver with two whole months of having his license. The odds of him making a mistake were extremely low.

On the way back to Financial Street, a silver-white Maserati cruised down the road.

Two women sat inside. The driver was a young woman wearing a princess hat and a dress.

In the passenger seat was a woman in designer casualwear, playing with her phone.

The two chatted and laughed inside the car.

"Mengmeng, your dad really got you this Maserati. How does it feel?"

The woman in the passenger seat asked while taking selfies with her phone.

"It's amazing. I've wanted this Maserati forever. The queen of sports cars—it feels so much better to drive than my old Jag."

"Tch, of course it does. This Maserati costs over two million. Your little Jag only cost a few hundred thousand. How could they possibly compare?"

The woman in the passenger seat curled her lip.

"Hey, hey, slow down. Don't turn your brand-new car into an accident scene right after buying it."

Liu Mengmeng gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Look around. Is there even a car that dares get within three meters of me? They can't avoid me fast enough. You think they'd dare let me hit them?"

Just then, a car suddenly appeared and merged into their lane from the side. If Liu Mengmeng had not been concentrating the entire time, she might have rear-ended it.

"Hey, how do you drive?"

The Maserati jolted violently as it swerved to avoid the car ahead.

Liu Mengmeng stared at the car in front of her and could not help cursing.

Lin Shasha in the passenger seat failed to hold onto her phone, and it smacked into her face. Her expression immediately turned ugly as well.

"Why didn't you hit him? He forced his way in. He'd bear full responsibility."

But Liu Mengmeng's mouth had fallen open.

"Hey, Shasha, take a look. Is that a Maybach in front of us?"

Lin Shasha looked over, but instead of noticing the badge first, she saw the license plate.

"Hu A88888?"

"Mengmeng, hurry up and follow it! I want to take pictures for Douyin."

"Whoa, Hu A88888! Which big shot is this? I'm going to dox him."

Lin Shasha hurriedly picked up her phone and started filming, adding a string of words to the cover.

"Does anyone know which big shot this is?"

Once she finished editing, she posted it.

The moment it went up, Lin Shasha's video exploded in popularity.

The comments came flooding in with praise.

"Whoa, a Magic City big shot. Learned something new today—Hu A88888."

"Hehe, I'll tell you a way. Get into an accident with him. That owner might come down to meet you and give you a detailed introduction to himself while he's at it."

"It's probably a fake plate. I'm a Magic City local. Hu A88888 used to be on Lu Zhendong's car from Huihuang Real Estate."

A reply appeared.

"You're the fool here. Hu A88888 left Lu Zhendong's hands ages ago. Rumor has it that some big shot bought it. Your information is way behind."

Another reply followed.

"Actually, the young lady in the video is pretty too. Take a look."

Someone had checked out Lin Shasha's other videos, which were all about showing off a luxurious lifestyle, and could not help commenting.

The video went completely viral and quickly climbed onto the traffic rankings.

After reading the comments, Lin Shasha hurriedly said, "Mengmeng, keep following him. The car ahead is a limited-edition Maybach. It looks like the newly released 70S, and it costs thirty million."

"See if we can get a clear shot of his face or something. Maybe this video can make us famous."

After learning that it was a thirty-million Maybach, Liu Mengmeng became even more nervous. If she accidentally scratched it, selling her own car might not even be enough to compensate for it.

Fan Yu drove leisurely all the way to Financial Street and parked beneath Baolan Building.

Because the car was long, and because he was a seasoned driver with two months of experience, he directly occupied three parking spaces to avoid scraping someone else's car when leaving and causing unnecessary trouble.

Besides, the entire Financial Street belonged to him, including the parking spaces. Taking up three spaces was no big deal.

The property management staff saw this and did not step forward to interfere. Could anyone work here without a little sense?

One look was enough to tell it was a big shot's car. Better to avoid trouble whenever possible.

On the seventh floor of Baolan Building, the entire floor now belonged to Arcane Photonics Technology Company.

Zhang Qian worked quickly. She had already started recruiting staff and had the headhunting companies below send her job candidates.

She had also promoted capable old employees who had followed her.

Now that the company was expanding, it needed plenty of talent. It could no longer be like before, when funds were tight and one person had to cover two positions.

For a product company, salespeople were the most important. As long as the sales team was strong enough, the market could be opened up quickly.

When Fan Yu arrived at the company, he saw many busy figures.

A woman in work attire spotted Fan Yu and said, "Are you here for an interview? Go to Human Resources right away. The interviews have already started."

Fan Yu was a little speechless. Did he really look that much like someone applying for a job?

When Zhang Qian came out and saw Fan Yu, she called, "Fan Yu, you're here. The company is very busy right now. Go to the office first. I'll come find you once I'm done."

Fan Yu shook his head. "As the company owner, I can't just stand by while everyone is this busy. Pass down the word—I'll be in charge of Human Resources."

In his previous life, he had been interviewed by others, but he had never experienced the feeling of interviewing someone himself. Now that he had the chance in this life, he naturally had to try it.

"Alright. I'll notify Human Resources. You can head over."

When Fan Yu arrived at Human Resources, the HR manager immediately treated him with great respect.

Zhang Qian had not hidden Fan Yu's identity, and Fan Yu had no interest in putting on airs about things like keeping a low profile or worrying that being too conspicuous would invite trouble.

He wanted to be high-profile. If he did not act high-profile, how was he supposed to make a name for himself?

One applicant after another came in. Fan Yu sat to one side and watched the HR manager conduct the interviews.

He held a list in his hand. Anyone suitable received a check mark, while anyone unsuitable was passed over.