Having achieved financial freedom, I reorganized my workplace.

Chapter 114 Tearing it open (Seeking monthly votes)

Today, Lin Chen received a call from his father, Lin Dafu. The old man was unusually talkative, rambling on about the temperature, crops, and trivial matters of the neighbors for a long time. He also kept nagging about finding a woman to marry as soon as possible. Only at the end did he finally get to the point.

"Well, your uncle came to our house today. He told me about his son, Congdi, whom you used to play with. He graduated from university this year and is still looking for a job. He also majored in water conservancy engineering. He heard that you became a director in Suicheng, so he wanted you to help introduce him to a job at your company. He hopes that Congdi can work with you. I originally wanted to ask you about your situation, but he was anxious, so I gave him your phone number first. I think your uncle will contact you soon."

"Oh my god." Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat, his temples throbbed, and his head spun instantly. Lin Chen was fearless, but this was the kind of thing he feared most.

This uncle was a complicated character. In Lin Chen's memory, he was an idle drunkard who was always lazy and would beat his aunt when he was drunk. Lin Chen often saw his aunt hiding in the corner of their house and secretly wiping away tears.

As for his son Xincong, he was no pushover either. He secretly smoked his father's cigarettes in elementary school, spent all night in internet cafes during junior high, and barely made it into a vocational school in the college entrance exam. With those qualifications, he wanted to get into Xinhai Company? Wasn't he dreaming? To be honest, Lin Chen was so outstanding back then, with so many scholarships, getting into Xinhai Company was already considered lucky.

"Dad, don't agree to things like this so easily in the future." Lin Chen's voice couldn't help but rise, with a hint of anxiety: "Your son is just a deputy director. It sounds like a good title, but I'm just a worker with no real power. If I make any mistakes in these matters, and someone starts targeting me, I'll lose my position as director."

Lin Chen had to make the seriousness of the matter clear, otherwise there would be a lot of trouble later. You have to know that Lin Chen's father has five brothers and his mother has seven sisters. Once this kind of thing happens, it will happen again and again, and it will never end.

Lin Dafu on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, his tone tinged with helplessness: "I know I didn't make any empty promises. But your uncle is, after all, your mother's younger brother. Back when we were building our house, we were short 20,000 yuan, and it was your uncle who ran all over the relatives' houses to scrape together the money. Later, when I was hit by a car and the other party tried to renege on the debt, it was your uncle who stood at their door with a shovel demanding an explanation. Over the years, whenever there's anything going on at home, your uncle is always the first one there. I know it's not easy for you at the company, but anyway... if you can help, then help. We're all relatives, family. If you both get into the company, you can look after each other. If it really violates principles, then forget it."

His father's words were absolutely correct. Lin Chen's hand gripping the phone tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white. He was frozen in place, unable to utter a single word.

The clam is trapped inside; it really is.

No one is ever truly an independent individual; behind us lies a dense web of human relationships. You can't escape it, and you can't hide from it.

Lin Chen wasn't ignorant about social etiquette.

These days, which workplace doesn't have a few people who got in through connections?

If someone is shoved in, you can just turn a blind eye and let it go.

But he can't.

His public persona at Xinhaili was that of an upright and unyielding "outlier".

If Xincong is forced into this position today, how will he stand tall in front of his subordinates in the future? How will he have the confidence to confront those scheming and corrupt practices?

Helping is like ruining your own reputation and future; not helping is like being ungrateful, getting criticized behind your back, and making your parents lose face in front of relatives.

He was sighing at the ceiling when his phone rang again. An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen, and Lin Chen knew without a doubt that it was his uncle.

He stared at the string of numbers for a full half minute, his finger hovering over the answer button. Finally, he took a deep breath and swiped to answer.

"Oh, Lin Chen, Uncle, you're off work? Have you eaten yet?" Uncle's tone had become so gentle that Lin Chen felt a little unfamiliar with him, although it had been a while since he had seen his uncle.

Lin Chen suppressed his awkwardness, forced a smile, and put on a friendly tone: "Uncle, have you eaten? It's rare for you to call me. How are you feeling?"

"Still the same old problem." My uncle's voice immediately dropped, with a hint of complaint: "It's the same old problem, I have a bad stomach, I get acid reflux after eating anything."

Lin Chen earnestly advised, "Then you should drink less alcohol. Drinking too much alcohol is really not good for you."

The eldest uncle chuckled: "I've quit, I've quit again. I don't drink much anymore. Your aunt was driving me crazy with all the nagging."

Lin Chen: "Then you really need to be careful."

Uncle: "Actually, Lin Chen, I heard that you're a big leader at Xinhai Company in Suicheng. That's amazing. I knew you were cut out to be an official."

Lin Chen quickly interrupted, "Don't listen to my dad's nonsense. I'm not some big leader, just a lowly deputy director. I don't have any power; I'm just a worker."

Uncle: "Director, you're not young anymore. I'm calling you today because I really want to ask you to help your little brother Xincong. He graduated this year with a degree in water conservancy engineering. Although he's found some jobs, I don't think they're good. Look at you now, you're a director at Xinhai. Could you please put in a good word for him and help him get a permanent position? Your aunt and uncle will be grateful to you for the rest of their lives."

Holding the phone, Lin Chen listened to the frantic pleading on the other end, his inner struggle intensifying: "Uncle, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that, to be honest, I don't really have that much power as the director I am now, and I probably really can't help."

The eldest uncle continued to play the sympathy card: "You're a leader now, it's just a matter of a word for you. Lin Chen, for the sake of your mother and your eldest uncle, please help this kid! If he can get into Xinhai, he'll definitely take good care of you in the future."

Lin Chen rolled his eyes inwardly: Don't try to be filial to me, I can't afford it.

"How about this, Uncle, I'll go and find out first, see the specifics, and if it's okay, I'll talk to you again." Lin Chen really didn't want to get entangled with him.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your help, Lin Chen. You must help me out."

Lin Chen slumped on the sofa, feeling utterly exhausted.

To help or not to help?

This question was like a needle, piercing his heart.

It's really tough in a society that values ​​personal connections.

Tang Xin arrived that evening.

After their passionate encounter in the living room, Tang Xin nestled lazily in Lin Chen's arms, her fingertips tracing his furrowed brows, keenly sensing something was amiss: "Are you troubled by something?"

"Director Tang, um~"

"Will you still call me Director Tang?" Tang Xin rolled her eyes.

Lin Chen chuckled and changed his question, "Tang Xin, has the company started recruiting new employees this year?"

Tang Xin rubbed her lower back and said casually, "The recruitment notice was sent out last week. I came up with the plan, but the actual recruitment is handled by HR."

How many people do you plan to hire?

Tang Xin's voice was very gentle: "The initial plan is to recruit 9 people, filling in as many as needed, because there are exactly 5 people retiring this year, and last year there was that accident that killed two people, and 2 others were disabled, so..."

Lin Chen was taken aback: "Two dead? I remember there was only one?"

Tang Xin was also a little guilty: "Well, there was a person who fell into the pool and drowned at the water supply center. You just didn't know about it. Director Song also said not to make a fuss and to handle it secretly."

Holy crap!

Okay, minding his own business, Lin Chen calmed down and stopped worrying about it, continuing to ask, "Are there any requirements for this year's recruitment?"

Tang Xin: "The requirements for campus recruitment are still the same, they don't change every year. You can see them in the recruitment announcements on the website. You need to have a bachelor's degree, your major must be relevant, and you must be a recent graduate."

"No, I see that many of the company's employees are from vocational schools or junior colleges. Does it have to be a bachelor's degree?"

"That's the requirement when dealing with external parties." Tang Xin curled her lip, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Xinhai, of course, prioritizes its own people. To put it bluntly, the leaders' opinions come first, then the children of employees—what, you want to arrange someone for them?"

The leader's opinion is excellent. Damn, this world is too chaotic. Who wouldn't want to be a leader?

Lin Chen smiled wryly: "It's my uncle who wants to get his son into our company. He asked me about it, so I came to find out more. But he only graduated from a vocational school, so it's probably hopeless."

Tang Xin also said bluntly, "If you really want to help your uncle, you should ask Sister Hong in HR to see if there are any openings. Sister Hong is a good person and should be willing to help you."

Lin Chen shook his head: "Never mind then, I wouldn't dare ask that question. I won't ask it."

Tang Xin rolled over and complained, "You men are just too concerned about saving face. What's so hard about asking? I'll ask, you can ask."

After saying that, Tang Xin got up and made a phone call to Sister Hong. She's really a woman who knows how to undress someone.

After Tang Xin made the call, she didn't hold back and asked naturally, "Sister Hong, there's something I'd like you to help me with. It's about recruitment this year. A relative's son wants to join the company. He has a relevant major, but his educational background is a bit lacking."

Hongjie's voice, tinged with difficulty and reproach, came clearly through the receiver: "Xinxin, aren't you putting me in a difficult position? Why didn't you say anything when I saw you a few days ago? Now all nine spots have been taken care of, and there aren't a single extra!"

Wow, you're here so fast? Campus recruitment is still going on, the deadlines haven't even ended yet, and you've already decided on the candidates? Am I being too much?

"Is the situation this year so dire? There aren't a single spot left?" Tang Xin feigned surprise.

Sister Hong also complained: "Yeah, you know that Director Song has three spots, Director Lin has two, and several other directors gave me spots. It's tough. Even though everything has already been decided, we still have to go to various campuses to give recruitment presentations and interview students one by one while wearing masks. Seeing how nervous those students are, I can't help but feel guilty."

Tang Xin chuckled lightly: "Alright, Sister Hong, since that's how it is, I won't make things difficult for you. Otherwise, you'll say I'm not a good sister."

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"Don't say that," Sister Hong's tone immediately softened. "Hiring one more person isn't a big deal, but let me make this clear: if Director Song asks, you'll have to explain for me. I won't care."

"Don't worry, I'll talk to Director Song."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Xin turned to look at the dumbfounded Lin Chen, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "It should be settled now. Shouldn't you thank me properly?"

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, picked her up, and lowered his head to kiss her red lips. Tang Xin's fair skin quickly became bumpy again, making her look extremely cute.

As their lips intertwined, Lin Chen felt a mix of emotions.

Those high-sounding recruitment rules are nothing more than a thin sheet of paper that can be easily torn open in the face of personal connections and power, and his proud "uprightness" is slowly being exposed in this dense network of relationships.

However, he doesn't regret it.