Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

Meanwhile, He Jingyun was restless in her dormitory.

She was wearing casual clothes, but because of her full figure, even ordinary clothes were stretched out to show off her curves.

She regretted sending the dormitory address to Su Yifeng as soon as she did so, and was terrified.

"Oh no! How could I have done something so stupid!"

"He's my student! If anyone finds out about this, I'm completely finished!"

He Jingyun stared at her phone, wishing she could tear out that message and eat it.

However, mobile phones in 2006 did not have an undo function at all.

All I could do was cling to a sliver of hope and pray: "He didn't see it, he definitely didn't see the message..."

Just as her palms were sweating with nervousness, her phone vibrated and the screen lit up.

Su Yifeng's reply was very simple, consisting of only two words:

"OK."

Upon seeing those two words, He Jingyun's heart sank to the bottom, but at the same time, a faint glimmer of hope appeared.

.........

On the other side, after lunch in the afternoon.

Su Yifeng had just finished playing a game of Tetris when his secretary, Song Fangjie, knocked on the door and walked in, her voice crisp and efficient:

"Mr. Su, several people have already arrived for their scheduled interviews. Would you like to start now, or wait a little longer?"

"Let's begin now. Let them come in in order." Su Yifeng composed himself.

The initial selection of personnel for a company is crucial, as it determines whether its funds can grow quickly and safely.

"Okay." Song Fangjie nodded and turned to go out to make the arrangements.

In the subsequent interview process, Su Yifeng was focused and highly efficient.

The first person to come in was a young man who spoke eloquently, with an impressive resume and his own set of insights into the market.

But after Su Yifeng asked a few key questions, he analyzed the situation logically and talked at length... and then he was rejected.

Su Yifeng doesn't need talented people with ideas; he needs someone with memories from his past life who, in the financial field, would be someone even Warren Buffett would have to toast.

Not to mention, when this person came in, his gaze kept darting between Song Fangjie and Tu Qingyu, who was helping to take notes. Although he tried to hide it well, his Adam's apple, which he kept swallowing, gave him away.

Su Yifeng sneered inwardly. If someone's mind is already wandering before even entering the door, no matter how capable they are, they are still a hidden danger.

His "capital to ride the wind" can only belong to one lecherous man, Su Yifeng!

"Go back and wait for further notice," Su Yifeng said calmly, effectively rejecting the idea.

The second one was even more outrageous; he was an ambitious "elite" who thought Su Yifeng was easy to fool because he looked young.

He talks about international affairs and financial giants all the time, as if he could manage billions of dollars for Su Yifeng tomorrow.

In the end, they even said they would offer 30% of the shares in exchange for his joining the company.

Su Yifeng was so angry he laughed and told him to get lost.

As a result, the man was completely stunned by Su Yifeng's two slaps and was then thrown out by the security guards.

After killing two people in a row, Su Yifeng's expression didn't change much, but Song Fangjie and Tu Qingyu next to him became a little nervous.

The third interviewee was a middle-aged man around thirty-six years old named Wang Defa. His name was ordinary, his resume was ordinary, and he was even a trader who had come to the trade halfway through his career. His resume did not have any outstanding achievements, but fortunately, he had a lot of experience.

He appeared somewhat reserved, even humble, when he came in.

As usual, Su Yifeng asked a few professional questions, and Wang Defa answered them in a standard and unremarkable manner, but his basic knowledge was solid.

Halfway through the interview, Su Yifeng habitually reached for a cigarette, then stopped, looked at Wang Defa, and casually asked, "Mind if I have a cigarette?"

He was just going through the motions when he asked, but he didn't expect Wang Defa to react so strongly!

"I don't mind! Of course I don't mind!"

Wang Defa practically launched himself forward, darting to the desk in a single stride. His face beaming with smiles, he deftly pulled a lighter from his pocket, bent over, and, shielding the flame with both hands, handed it to Su Yifeng.

"Mr. Su, please!"

His movement was so fast and sudden that it stunned everyone.

Su Yifeng glanced at him in surprise, thinking to himself that this was a promising talent.

Just then, Song Fangjie realized what was happening and quickly said, "President Su, I'll go get the ashtray." She hurried out of the office to find it.

When she returned with the ashtray and opened the office door, the scene she saw made her stop in her tracks.

Wang Defa suddenly knelt on one knee on the smooth floor. It wasn't a casual bend; it was a proper kneeling posture with one leg bent and touching the ground!

He stretched out his hands together in front of Su Yifeng, palms facing upwards, making a temporary "human ashtray" shape.

With an extremely obsequious smile on her face, she looked up at Su Yifeng, who was smoking, and said, "Mr. Su, you can flick here, just flick here, don't get your area dirty!"

That posture was more perfect than many people's kneeling proposals!

Looking at Wang Defa's appearance, Su Yifeng felt not disgust but rather a sense of satisfaction.

I take back my previous opinion... This is hardly a promising talent.

This guy is clearly a genius!

This Wang Defa may not be the most capable, but his obsequious manner and undisguised fawning and obedience show that he knows how to position himself and knows who the boss is.

In the financial markets, sometimes absolute obedience is more important than so-called genius ideas, especially for him, a reborn person who holds the "future" in his hands.

Get up.

Su Yifeng exhaled a smoke ring and said in a calm tone, "You're hired. Report for duty next Monday. Secretary Song will discuss the specific terms with you."

Wang Defa was overjoyed and quickly got up, bowing repeatedly:

"Thank you, Mr. Su! Thank you, Mr. Su! I will definitely work hard and follow your instructions!"

After that, I interviewed three more girls, all of whom were top students majoring in finance at Nanjing University. Their appearance and temperament were above average, at least on par with Hu Xinyu, and they would score 80 points.

They behaved with intelligence and propriety, and were clearly curious about Su Yifeng, their young and handsome boss.

The last person to come in was the most outstanding among today's interviewees.

Her name is Lin Wanqing. She graduated with a master's degree in finance from Nanjing University. Not only is her academic background impressive, but she is also exceptionally beautiful.

She wore a well-tailored business suit that accentuated her figure while maintaining an elegant demeanor, and her makeup was exquisite.

Her eyes and brows exude a natural charm and elegance, yet her overall demeanor is refined and sophisticated, creating a contradictory allure. Her overall score is over 90.

Su Yifeng asked a few questions and then accepted him directly.

With looks like that, even if he doesn't know anything, we could still hire him to tidy up his office and make his bed, right?

"very good."

Su Yifeng nodded and made his decision. "Ms. Lin, welcome to the company. You, like the three girls before you, have been hired. Come in next Monday to complete the onboarding process."

A barely perceptible hint of joy flashed in Lin Wanqing's eyes, and she gracefully bowed slightly.

"Thank you, Mr. Su, for giving me this opportunity. I will work hard."

After the interview, only Su Yifeng, Song Fangjie, and Tu Qingyu remained in the office.

Looking at the list of accepted students, Song Fangjie couldn't help but ask softly, "President Su, isn't that Wang Defa... a bit too..." She couldn't find the right words to describe him.

Su Yifeng knew what she wanted to say and smiled:

"Capable people often have tempers, but what we need are executors. As long as they are obedient, that's enough. As for ability, just enough is sufficient."

He said to Song Fangjie and Tu Qingyu, "I will issue specific instructions from now on, and you will be responsible for supervising their implementation."

"Understood, President Su," the two women replied in unison.

President Su nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the two of them.

Song Fangjie wore a white fitted shirt with the buttons on the chest pulled tight, and the black pencil skirt she wore perfectly outlined her full waist and hip curves.

Tu Qingyu, standing to the side, wore a neatly tailored gray suit skirt. Her long legs appeared even longer in the pencil skirt, and her tall figure had a touch more voluptuousness than that of a supermodel.

After a quick warm-up, the three of them went out for a big meal together.

It was getting late outside the window, almost nine o'clock at night.

On the way back to school.

Su Yifeng picked up his phone and looked at the address He Jingyun had sent:

"Building B, Staff Building, Room 508. I'm here."

……