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Chapter 437 Recruiting

When Xu Shuo left the script space and opened his eyes from the present world, he found that he seemed to have a stiff neck again.

His neck was so sore that he didn't even want to raise his head.

Suddenly, as if he felt something keenly, he raised his head and looked to the side.

As a result, this action directly made a "click" sound from the neck. Although the stiff neck symptom was violently corrected, the sour feeling at that moment also directly hit Tianling Gai!
"Ah~"

Pei Sheng, who was quietly walking into the office, shook his head.

Xu Shuo covered his neck and frowned: "What are you doing here? You still look like a thief."

Speaking of it, Xu Shuo felt that his spiritual sensitivity in this world seemed to have improved. There was no sound in the office just now, but he felt that there was someone next to him.

Seeing that he woke up, Pei Sheng didn't suppress his voice any more, he dragged the chair opposite the desk and sat down carelessly, and then moved the Patek Philippe on his wrist over.

"Brother, it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, why do you think I came in?"

"..." Xu Shuo was speechless.

Swiping forums and swiping posts can really fascinate people.

Pei Sheng suddenly looked him up and down suspiciously: "I always feel that you seem to be weird recently. You suddenly became very rich, and even changed the office building. Lazy, I will really doubt you if you do this..."

Xu Shuo looked up at him indifferently.

"...doubt that you have been traversed."

"I think you are the one who has nothing to do all day long. If you don't like it, I will give you a task now."

Xu Shuo circled his neck, and after recovering a little, he pulled out his folder from the bottom of the box and took a photo directly in front of Pei Sheng.

"what is this?"

Blue folder covers have no titles.

But judging from this weight, the content inside should not be written casually, maybe it has been planned long ago, but it has not been brought out.

Pei Sheng opened it curiously and looked at it. After a long while, he blurted out "Fuck".

He looked at the young man opposite him in astonishment: "Are you serious?"

Xu Shuo gave a soft "hmm".

Hearing the answer, Pei Sheng's originally carefree expression suddenly became very serious, and he said seriously: "Ah Shuo, I have to make it clear to you first, if you really plan to start this project, isn't that investment the same as our small project now?" Small troubles are comparable, and even if the car overturns, it will cause Huiyao Studio to go bankrupt if it is serious!"

"I know."

Xu Shuo nodded, and then looked at him meaningfully: "So I will ask you to invest in it now to share the risk."

Pei Sheng: "..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, and asked again after a while: "Are you really serious, are you not lying to me?"

"No, you are a dog."

"It's not even close...huh??"

"There is one more thing."

Xu Shuo rubbed his forehead, took out a document from the drawer, and said, "When your brother asked me to supervise you wearing the amulet, he also asked me about your recent performance. To be honest, I also feel that Your performance is a bit miserable, and I am too embarrassed to say it."

Pei Sheng's attention was directly diverted, and he slapped the table angrily: "My performance is miserable?! When was it not me who went to show your face to attract investment, the contract is negotiated!"

Xu Shuo ignored his complaints and unfolded the documents in front of him.

Pei Sheng took a closer look and found out that it was a new contract.

Before he cooperated with Xu Shuo, he actually got an ordinary employee contract, and his status was even lower than that of Li Ziwen.

There was no way, because he really had no advantages and abilities in terms of technology and management, and at that time the studio had just started, and there was no way to create any more senior positions for him.

As one of the six veterans of Huiyao Game Studio, everyone else has started to get promoted and raise their salary to advance to the management level, but he is still running the business.

It's so miserable that it's unspeakable.

"I'll let you be in charge of this new project, and I'm usually just in charge of looking over it. Is it okay?" Xu Shuo said.

"..." Pei Sheng opened his mouth.

"You don't want to tell me that you can only run business after a few years, don't you, Young Master Pei?"

"...Okay!" Pei Sheng gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Well, let's sign it."

Xu Shuo pushed him for a new contract.

Therefore, Pei Sheng took the Montblanc next to him out of anger and signed his name. Then, seeing his name in ink, he realized it in seconds, and fell into deep thought with his thick new project planning.

Xu Shuo withdrew the contract with a smile on his face: "You're not going to back down now, are you?"

"Not really..." Pei Sheng muttered in a low voice, "But with the size of our studio, we definitely don't have enough manpower. Should you recruit some people for me?"

"There are a lot of places in the studio now. I will allocate that area for you. As for recruiting, you can go to the HR department yourself, and I won't take care of it." When Xu Shuo said the first half of the sentence, he pointed at the office with a pen. Pointing to where Xu Xi was sitting.

"Then, what about the equipment?"

"You sort out the things you need to use yourself, print out a report and give it to me, and I will ask the finance department to approve it for you."

"..."

"I don't ask you when you can finish it, as long as you can finish this project, it's not too much, right?"

"..." is really not too much.

With people and money, Pei Sheng felt that he couldn't find any other reason.

In the end, he could only say weakly: "Are you not afraid that I will really screw up this project and make the studio bankrupt?"

Hearing this, Xu Shuo looked at him with a gentle smile: "Yeah, so the life of Huiyao Studio is in your hands now, and if one day you really go bankrupt, I'll grab you and dance together rooftop."

Pei Sheng: "..."

Do you want to be so cruel?

But this man's way of thinking has never been understood, so it may still be true.

In the end, Pei Sheng walked out of the office with a solemn face holding the folder in his arms, as if he had been severely beaten by someone.

……

After he left with a heavy heart, Li Ziwen pushed his glasses before walking into Xu Shuo's office.

"You gave him the project "Freedom Night"?"

"Ah."

"Didn't you say to give him the card game yesterday? Throwing that 3A masterpiece to him all of a sudden might put too much pressure on him, and it's easy to make mistakes." Li Ziwen said.

"It's okay, anyway, his brother invested money, and I'm not the one who lost." Xu Shuo smiled.

"..." Li Ziwen.

You don’t need to pay the money, but you still collect the profit, right?
Li Ziwen has reason to suspect that his boss is empty-handed.

And it's still an aboveboard set of white wolves.

Although the heir of the Pei Group is not Pei Sheng, the Pei family will not really watch this little son do nothing all his life. He has been struggling in society for several years, and now is the time for the next stage of training up.

Xu Shuo received a sum of investment, so he was naturally willing to help.

……

The next day, Pei Sheng, who didn't dare to trust him at all, didn't dare to waste time at all, so he immediately asked the personnel to start recruiting, and planned to follow up personally!

As for things like making reports, wouldn't it be enough to recruit talents first, and then let them do it? !

What a wit he is!
It was the graduation season, and the recruitment information had only been posted for a long time. There were a lot of fresh graduates who submitted their resumes.

With a straight face, Pei Sheng finally met a talented person with a beautiful resume after interviewing several students who were trembling and wanted to gain experience!

Of course, you have to take a rigorous school test first, so that the other party is not a flower shelf with decals on it.

"Next, Ross."

The elegant young man sitting in the waiting room heard his name, looked up slightly, and immediately pushed the black-rimmed glasses on his face, picked up the briefcase and walked to the interview room.

……

(End of this chapter)