Enjoying the Interview

Chapter 5: Enjoying the Feeling of an Interview

While waiting for the traffic light, Fan Yu felt that the driving experience of this Maybach was absolutely explosive.

The controls were effortless and intuitive, with no sense of awkwardness at all.

However, when he casually glanced at the rearview mirror, Fan Yu saw a shocking scene.

Within ten meters behind his car, there wasn't a single vehicle. The closest one was more than ten meters away.

"What are these people doing? Didn't they say the roads in Magic City are very crowded? They're so far behind me, aren't they afraid someone will cut in?"

Without overthinking it, the light turned green, and the car started moving, slowly pulling away.

However, five seconds after Fan Yu left, the cars behind him dared to start moving. They were afraid the car in front was driven by a novice, and if there was an accident due to improper operation, they would have nowhere to cry.

Fan Yu's driving skills were quite good. After all, in his previous life, he had been a seasoned driver for two months, so the chance of making a mistake was extremely low.

On the way back to Financial Street, a silver-white Maserati was driving on the road.

Two women were sitting inside the car. The driver was a young girl wearing a princess hat and a dress.

In the passenger seat was a woman wearing casual designer clothes, playing on her phone.

The two women were chatting and laughing in the car.

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

The woman in the passenger seat, holding her phone to take a selfie, asked.

"It feels amazing. It's the Maserati I've always dreamed of, the queen of sports cars. Driving it feels so much better than my old little leopard."

"Tch, of course. This Maserati is a luxury car worth over two million. Your little leopard was only a few hundred thousand, how could they compare?"

The woman in the passenger seat pouted.

"Hey, hey, hey, drive slower. Don't get into a car accident with your brand new car."

Liu Mengmeng gripped the steering wheel and said, "Look around, how many cars dare to come within three meters of me? They're all trying to avoid me, how could they dare to get close enough for me to hit them?"

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

"Hey, how are you driving?"

Because she had to avoid the car in front, the Maserati shook violently.

Liu Mengmeng cursed as she looked at the car ahead.

Lin Shasha, in the passenger seat, lost her grip on her phone, and it hit her in the face. She also looked very unhappy.

"Why didn't you hit it? He cut in forcefully, and he's fully responsible."

However, Liu Mengmeng's mouth was wide open at this moment.

"Hey, Shasha, take a look, is that a Maybach in front?"

Lin Shasha looked over, but she didn't see the car logo at first glance. Instead, she saw the license plate.

"Hu A88888?"

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

"Wow, Hu A88888! Who is this big shot? I'm going to find out who they are."

Lin Shasha quickly picked up her phone and started filming. She even edited a string of numbers onto the cover.

"May I ask who this big shot is?"

After editing, she posted it.

As soon as it was posted, Lin Shasha's video went viral.

Netizens flooded the comments with praise.

"Wow, a big shot in Magic City, I'm learning something new, Hu A88888."

"Heh, I'll tell you a way. If you stage a car accident, that car owner might come down and introduce himself to you in detail."

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

A comment replied.

"You're also an idiot. Hu A88888 hasn't been with Lu Zhendong for a long time. I heard it was bought by some big shot. Your information is too outdated."

Another reply followed.

"Actually, the girl in the video is quite good-looking too. You guys should take a look."

Someone had looked at Lin Shasha's other works, which were all about showing off a luxurious lifestyle, and spoke up.

The video became a complete hit and quickly climbed the popularity charts.

After reading the comments, Lin Shasha quickly said, "Mengmeng, keep up! The car in front is a limited edition Maybach, looks like the newly released 70S, selling for thirty million."

"Let's see if we can record his full face or something. Maybe we can become popular with this video."

When Liu Mengmeng heard it was a thirty-million Maybach, she became even more nervous. If she accidentally scratched it, she might not be able to afford the repairs even if she sold her car.

All the way, Fan Yu drove to Financial Street with ease and parked at the bottom of Baolan Building.

Because the car was long and he had only been driving for two months, he took up three parking spaces to avoid any unnecessary trouble from scratching someone else when he left.

Moreover, the entire Financial Street belonged to him, and the parking spaces were also his, so parking in three spaces didn't matter.

The property management staff saw this and didn't go to intervene. Was it possible to work here without a bit of discernment?

It was clearly the car of a big shot, and it was better to avoid trouble.

On the seventh floor of the Baolan Building, the entire floor had now become the "Arcane Photonics Technology Company."

Zhang Qian's actions were swift; she had already begun recruiting personnel, asking the headhunting firms below to introduce candidates.

There were also some old employees who followed Zhang Qian; those with capabilities were promoted by her.

Now that the company was growing, it needed many talented individuals. They couldn't be like before, where one person filled two positions due to tight funds.

For a product company, the most needed were sales personnel. As long as sales were strong, the market could be opened up quickly.

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

A woman in work attire saw Fan Yu and couldn't help but say, "Are you here for an interview? Go to the HR department immediately; interviews have already begun."

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

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

Fan Yu shook his head, "As the boss of the company, I can't just stand by when it's so busy. You can tell them to assign me to handle HR matters."

In his previous life, he had been interviewed by others, and he had never experienced the feeling of interviewing someone. Now that he had the chance in this life, of course, he had to experience it.

"Okay, I'll inform the HR department. You can go over."

Fan Yu went to the HR department, and the HR manager immediately treated him with respect.

Zhang Qian did not hide Fan Yu's identity, and Fan Yu also did not want to be low-key. He didn't want to be too flashy, fearing trouble if he attracted too much attention.

He wanted to be high-profile. If he didn't act high-profile, how could he build his reputation?

One applicant after another came in. Fan Yu sat to the side, watching the HR manager conduct the interviews.

He held a list, and for anyone suitable, he would mark it with a checkmark. For those who were not suitable, he would also pass.