The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

I sat in the interview room for more than ten minutes without any movement. Many people passed by the door, but none of them came for me.

Ye Shu sat in the rattan chair, silently telling herself, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. I'm just here to broaden my horizons." But now that things had come to this, how could she not be nervous?

He kept anticipating the various interview questions he might encounter, but his train of thought was constantly interrupted by the "elites" passing by outside the window.

A while later, just as Ye Shu was beginning to wonder if they had forgotten he was still there, the frosted glass door was pushed open, and Ye Shu reflexively jumped up from his chair.

A young man walked in. Judging from his appearance, he was about the same age as me, or maybe even a little younger.

She has delicate features, fair skin, and wears thin-rimmed glasses. Behind the lenses are slightly upturned, almond-shaped eyes that seem to have a hint of a smile when they look at people. She has the kind of appearance that is gentle and refined.

He was also wearing a suit, but no tie, and the top button of his shirt was undone.

Even Ye Shu, who never cared about luxury goods, could tell at a glance that the other person's suit was far more sophisticated than his own graduation gown.

I'm afraid my entire outfit wouldn't even be enough to buy one of their sleeves.

Ye Shu couldn't help but mutter to himself:

Are all the HR staff at Qianxue Group this well-paid? They dress like the male lead in an idol drama.

However, the other party's attitude was very good. As soon as they entered, their gaze fell on Ye Shu, and they gave him an apologetic smile.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting. I had to take care of something briefly, which took a few minutes."

As he spoke, he walked behind the empty desk, but instead of sitting down immediately, he gestured to the chair opposite him, making a welcoming gesture, and smiled:

"Sit down, relax, we're just having a simple chat."

Ye Shu sat down opposite him, and only then did he notice that the other person had a name tag pinned to the left breast of his suit.

The name tag seems to be standard equipment for the Qianxue Group; Ye Shu noticed it as he walked in.

From the security guard at the entrance to the receptionist and the passing employees, everyone wore the same silver rectangular name tag, which should have their position, name, and employee number on it.

But the name tag on the person in front of us has a different story.

First of all, the color is different. Everyone else's is bright silver, but his is gold, the kind of gold that's dazzling, just like real gold. And the shape isn't a narrow rectangular strip; it's designed with two hollowed-out snowflake shapes on the sides, with black characters embedded in the middle.

Snowflakes... Qianxue Group, this design does fit the theme well, but the words on it...

Shen Mo, Vice President of Qianxue Group and my spouse

Ye Shu understood the position of vice president, but the phrase "universal love" made her brain freeze.

Universal lover? Who loves whom? The company's lover? Or is "universal lover" some high-level job title he doesn't understand?

And the vice president personally interviewed me? Really?

Ye Shu felt his imperial engine start up again, and he suddenly felt the urge to go to the toilet.

The vice president and lover opposite Ye Shu seemed to notice that Ye Shu was nervous. He pushed up his glasses and said:

"Don't be so nervous, really, we're just chatting casually. Let me introduce myself, my name is Shen Mo, and I'm in charge of some... um, emerging projects for the group."

He didn't mention the title of "universal lover" at all, and Ye Shu really wanted to know what that position was.

"My name is Ye Shu. I graduated from Nancheng University, where I studied..."

Ye Shu recited her prepared self-introduction about her education and work experience. While she was reciting it like a textbook, she was thinking to herself, "Everyone has their own way of living. We're about the same age, but I worked in a coffee shop, while the person across from me was already the vice president of a leading company."

However, Ye Shu wasn't envious; she only felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and a touch of melancholy). Because this is something that can't be obtained through envy or jealousy, and it's not worth the effort.

After Ye Shu finished speaking, she picked up the blue folder in her hand, opened it, and pushed it in front of Shen Mo:

"This is my resume, and there are some other details on it as well."

However, Shen Mo only glanced at the folder, without reaching for it or opening it.

He looked at Ye Shu and posed the second, and most crucial, question:

"Okay, Ye Shu, how much have you learned about the specific job duties and career development path of the position you're applying for today?"

How much do you know about the job position?

Ye Shu felt a buzzing in her mind, followed by a complete blank.

Oh no! Sister Lili only told him that there was an interview opportunity at Qianxue Group, but she didn't say what position it was or what the job would be like!

He himself was so preoccupied with "whether to come or not" and "how to bring this up with Sister Chen Xing" that he forgot to ask!

This is ridiculous, even Ye Shu himself felt it was a bit absurd. He came for an interview and didn't even know what he was being interviewed for.

Ye Shu's face flushed slightly; he was so embarrassed. He grinned, trying to force a "I'm thinking" smile, but the smile only conveyed "I'm embarrassed."

"Well……"

He rambled on and on, his mind racing, but couldn't come up with a plausible excuse. Finally, he could only bite the bullet and give an answer that seemed at least as honest as possible:

"To be honest, I don't know much about this..."

Ye Shu thought to herself, "It's not just 'not very familiar,' it's 'completely unfamiliar.' You could tell me right now that I applied for a job cleaning windows in a building, and I'd believe you."

The air was silent for a few seconds, and Ye Shu could feel Shen Mo's gaze sweeping back and forth across his face.

Shen Mo wasn't particularly surprised by his answer:

"Oh, I don't know... No problem, it's like this, our group is currently preparing a new strategic development project, mainly focusing on..."

Shen Mo began to explain the project's development goals. Although he spoke slowly, Ye Shu was still a little confused.

He listened very attentively, his arm resting on the table, his eyes fixed on the other person's mouth, trying to follow their train of thought.

Sadly, although he heard every word Shen Mo said clearly and could understand the general meaning when they were put together, he was still completely unclear about what those words specifically referred to, the actual content of the work, and what kind of professional skills were required.

He couldn't imagine what exactly he needed to do or how he would do it.

I didn't understand half of it.

This is Ye Shu's self-assessment.

But as Shen Mo spoke, and as those incomprehensible words came out one by one, Ye Shu's initial nervousness slowly disappeared.

He suddenly stopped being nervous.

Why be nervous? It's like someone who can't swim being thrown into the sea. After the initial fear, they realize that struggling is useless, and instead experience a kind of calm of "what's the use?"

Ye Shu is feeling this way right now.

He still held onto a sliver of hope that perhaps this job was one he could understand and be competent at, even if it required learning.

But now, listening to the description from the vice president and lover on the other end of the line, that last bit of hope completely vanished.

If I can only understand half of what I hear, doesn't that just prove that I'm not cut out for this job?

The gap in levels is too vast, and it's not something that can be bridged by simply working hard and putting in extra hours. At this point, the difference lies in cognition, experience, and even the fact that people are inherently on different paths.

Even if they reluctantly let me stay because of Sister Lili's sake, so what?

If you don't know anything and are surrounded by elites, in the end you will not only suffer, but also be gossiped about and embarrass Lili.

Why bother?

Why force yourself into a position that is clearly not right for you? Staying there will only make you a laughingstock, cause trouble for others, and make you miserable.

Having figured this out, Ye Shu felt a sense of ease he hadn't felt in the past few days.

All the previous fears of the unknown, anxieties about opportunities, reverence for large companies, a sliver of hope for the future, and entanglements with interpersonal relationships have faded away.

He came here today mainly because he didn't want to disappoint Sister Lili's kindness, and also because Sister Chen Xing and Xia Qing had given him a push.

Now he can give the answer; there's no need to dwell on it anymore.

So Shen Mo noticed that the young man opposite him, who had just been so nonchalant, had unknowingly slumped his shoulders, separated his clasped hands, and leaned back in his chair.

Although the sitting posture wasn't as casual, that tense state was gone.

Ye Shu thought to himself:

Well, this trip wasn't a complete waste. At least I saw what the vice president of Qianxue Group looks like, heard some things I didn't understand but felt were very impressive, and even saw the position of a "multi-faceted lover." It was quite an eye-opening experience.

But there's one last thing to do.

Ye Shu suddenly spoke to Shen Mo and asked:

"Excuse me, may I take a look at what your CEO looks like?"