Chapter 149: Successfully Recruited an A+ Level Beauty
Zhang Yang ignored him, not because he wasn't angry, but because as he was pondering, that damned voice of the system suddenly rang out again!
[Congratulations, System Host, for completing a recruitment mission. Successfully recruited one A+ level beauty, completed the hidden M-level mission, rewarded with 30 system points. Your current total is 80 points. Title: Promising Youth…]
Yesterday, after helping Zhou Biyao and Liu Yingying take down eight thugs, he earned sixteen points, bringing his system points up to fifty. He thought he'd finally made up for the loss, but who would've thought that recruiting Xi Chen Jinglan today would net him an M-level reward! That was like a pie falling from the sky!
[M-level mission reminder: hidden recruitment mission—recruit one A+ level beauty. Mission completed. The following rewards are available for selection: 1. Advanced Shooting Technique. 2, System Assistant. 3, Advanced Cooking Technique. Please make your choice within five seconds. ]
Another new option appeared, but Advanced Shooting Technique was still useless to Zhang Yang. He was tempted by Advanced Cooking Technique, but it wasn't something he urgently needed right now. After thinking it over, Zhang Yang still chose the System Assistant.
[Congratulations, you have installed the System Assistant. With it, you can view your current points and physical status at any time. You may also ask questions within the limits of the system's permissions. Note: the system will autonomously determine the value of your questions and deduct system points accordingly before answering. ]
[Your current status: Zhang Yang, Preparatory Savior! Main mission success rate: 0.9PPM. Completed four authorized M-level missions. System points: 80. Title: Promising Youth. Physical index: 68. Luck index: 2. ]
The physical index had increased by 3 points compared to before. The luck index had been added twice over the past two months with system refreshes. Zhang Yang felt this luck index was damn useful—ever since he added those two points, he'd even managed to dodge an assassin's bullet! That meant either that assassin's luck was crap or his own luck was through the roof.
He was also surprised to find that the main mission—the mission to save the world from the apocalypse of nuclear war—had its success rate increased to 0.9PPM. Though it was still less than one in a million, at least it had progressed a lot compared to before.
While Zhang Yang was still immersed in the system rewards, Lei Tianming had already walked up to Xi Chen Jinglan, almost about to drag her over to his booth.
"Junior, you're the future heir of the Xi Chen family, your roots are in the capital. How could you run off to some small place in the south? Besides, your father definitely wouldn't approve, right?" Lei Tianming continued to babble smoothly, "Our company, although newly established, is already ranked in the industry's top ten…"
Yang Jing really couldn't stand it anymore. She stepped in front of Xi Chen Jinglan, calmly looked at Lei Tianming, and said, "Senior! That's a bit low of you, isn't it? Jinglan has already been recruited by our Nuwa Company, how can you still try to poach her?"
"Ha, Junior, that's where you're wrong. Friendship is one thing, but talent—everyone wants it, right? Besides, Jinglan hasn't signed with your company yet, has she?" Lei Tianming probably realized he had no chance with Yang Jing, so his tone had also softened quite a bit.
But before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stumbled and fell on his butt, looking rather ridiculous. When he looked up, he saw it was Zhang Yang—and he couldn't figure it out. It felt like just a light bump, so how the hell did he fall?
"Oh my, sorry about that, how careless of me." Zhang Yang smiled down at Lei Tianming, looking apologetic, but even an idiot could tell there wasn't a shred of sincerity in it.
But you couldn't really blame Zhang Yang—he was really pissed off this time. Lei Tianming was clearly an idiot looking for trouble. Doing something like this? Come on, he's a rich second-generation and a Ph.D. student running a big business. He couldn't be that brainless, could he?
"You…" Lei Tianming thought he was strong enough, but he didn't expect the slightly thinner Zhang Yang to push him down so easily—with a perfect butt-first landing like a fallen goose.
Lei Tianming glanced around and saw the people nearby trying hard to hold back their laughter. His face twisted with frustration, but he still swallowed his anger, stood up, and forced a cold smile. "So rude. I won't stoop to your level. Junior Jinglan… hey… hey!"
Lei Tianming still wanted to say something, but he suddenly realized that Xi Chen Jinglan was already leaning over the desk. While he was lying on the floor, she had started signing the employment contract.
She swiftly signed her name, put down the pen, then looked up with a sweet smile and handed it to Zhang Yang. "President Zhang, is this alright?"
Lei Tianming was dumbfounded, his face turning red like a monkey's ass—worse than when Zhang Yang had pushed him earlier.
From the moment he arrived until Xi Chen Jinglan finished signing, she hadn't said a single word to him, hadn't even looked his way. She'd treated him like he didn't exist.
He didn't know what to say. After standing there awkwardly for a long time, he saw the others chatting warmly, completely ignoring him. He could only glare at Zhang Yang fiercely, snort coldly, and leave with his followers.
Only after he left did Xi Chen Jinglan glance at his back, then smiled slightly and said to Zhang Yang, "President Zhang, please don't mind him. There are always some arrogant people in the capital. Anyway, since I'm now your employee, let me help you with recruitment!"
Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile lightly at her words. This fairy-like lady really was a good person! His mood gradually calmed down—if Lei Tianming had kept pestering, he might've really punched him.
With Xi Chen Jinglan joining, and Yang Jing taking off her scarf to reveal her former campus beauty charm, the two campus beauties' appearance instantly turned the entire job fair into a Nuwa Company showcase.
A large crowd of guys and girls immediately swarmed over.
The two girls behind Zhang Yang, who had been texting on WeChat, panicked. Facing the endless stream of job seekers, they had no choice but to ask the organizers and Xi Chen Jinglan's assistants to help out.
As a result, Tianming Technology, which had decent traffic earlier, suddenly became deserted. Lei Tianming looked at his recruitment team and realized there were more recruiters than applicants.
What pissed him off even more was that several people actually came back to retrieve their resumes, saying they wanted to apply to Nuwa Company instead.
"Damn it!" Lei Tianming glared at Zhang Yang's cheap red-paper black-ink recruitment poster—probably cost less than five yuan—and felt his balls ache in frustration.
When the job fair ended, Zhang Yang and Yang Jing counted their results and found the day's harvest astonishing. They'd thought they might catch a few stragglers at best, but in the end, including Xi Chen Jinglan, seven people had signed employment contracts, and eleven more had signed letters of intent. In other words, those who signed contracts were basically secured, while the ones with letters of intent could still consider further.
The results far exceeded Zhang Yang and Yang Jing's expectations. Leaving aside those with letters of intent, just the seven who signed contracts—two PhDs, three Masters, and two nursing specialists, five women and two men—were exactly the kind of talent Nuwa Company, especially Nuwa Pharmaceuticals, urgently needed.
Among the seven, Xi Chen Jinglan said she would go directly to Meining, while the other six would fly there right after New Year's Day.
After the special recruitment event ended, Zhang Yang and Yang Jing hurried to Professor He's home and met with their main targets—the five PhDs in biopharmaceuticals recommended by him.
Things went quite smoothly. In the end, three of the five agreed to sign with Nuwa Company. Adding the seven from earlier, at least ten talents were secured on this trip—not a bad haul at all.
Zhang Yang's ultimate goal was for Nuwa Pharmaceuticals to have at least ten thousand professional scientists engaged in research, and with his system advantage, to monopolize the future global high-end biotech and gene medicine industries.
Clearly, today's harvest was the first step toward that grand goal. As of now, Nuwa Pharmaceuticals' R&D department had already taken shape, with major projects like Nanxing and Lingguang underway, along with rising biotech talents like Qiao Xier, Liu Zixuan, Wu Hao, Tian Tian, Ye Xiaoru, Li Jennie, and new members like Xi Chen Jinglan and Deng Mengmeng. Plus, with his Nuwa System and the guidance of three top domestic experts—
At least for now, Nuwa Pharmaceuticals had taken its first difficult step forward.
Back at the hotel after dinner, Yang Jing got a call. Her girlfriends in the capital, knowing she was here, invited her out for a get-together.
She initially wanted to bring Zhang Yang along, worried he'd be lonely, but once Zhang Yang heard the gathering was all girls, he refused no matter what. The place was near their hotel and safe enough, so he insisted he wouldn't be a third wheel.
Not long after Yang Jing left, Zhang Yang turned on his computer, played some games, then logged onto Penguin to chat with Gao Qi and the others.
After chatting for a while, when Gao Qi heard Zhang Yang was alone in the hotel, that flirty troublemaker got excited.
"Hehe, Yangzi, how about we play something thrilling?"