I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

"So, you only have 230,000 yuan in total right now. Have you spent the money on the wedding and banquet yet?"

“Those have already been given. We just need to set aside 50,000 for the old master’s birthday gifts.”

"What's the rush? It's only a 3,000 yuan car loan each month. Once you pay it off with your salary, you shouldn't have to worry about making a living, right? As for buying a house, given the current situation, we can only postpone it."

Chen Chi said, "There's no rush. The main issue is that Wei Mingzhe is getting old. I've heard that once he turns 35, many companies in his industry won't hire him anymore. Besides, there are age limits for government jobs now. I told him not to panic, but every day we delay finding a job means we lose a little more hope."

Chen Sheng sighed and covered his forehead: "Being fired at this age is really difficult, especially at this critical juncture."

"Brother, I told you, it's not a dismissal!"

“Fine, fine, resign, resign, but it’s all the same,” Chen Sheng frowned and sighed. “Alright, I’ll try to find you some connections and see if I can find a better job.”

“Okay, I’ll call around and see if anyone else can help. By the way, bro, don’t tell Mingzhe about this, and don’t mention it to him. If you do, I’ll never forgive you.” Chen Chi was afraid of hurting Wei Mingzhe’s pride.

Chen Sheng nodded: "Sigh, what's there to hide... Never mind, I understand, I won't tell him."

After saying that, Chen Chi hung up the phone and then used his connections to ask other friends if they had any ideas.

That day, she made more than ten phone calls, her mouth becoming hoarse from talking so much. Of course, she did all of this behind Wei Mingzhe's back.

Meanwhile, just as Chen Sheng hung up the phone, Chen Hai, still in his pajamas, came out of the house yawning, his eyes still sleepy, and said:

"I've been busy chopping meat and making phone calls since early this morning, I haven't been able to get any sleep."

Chen Sheng stood up, poured him a glass of water, and said, "It's not early in the morning anymore! Look at the sun, it's already high in the sky."

Chen Hai had been drinking at a business dinner last night and was still feeling dizzy: "Didn't I stay up all night? I only slept for three or four hours in total."

"I know you've worked hard. Here, have some water."

Chen Sheng handed Chen Hai water, his doting expression evident in his eyes.

Chen Hai, as his father, has been very satisfied lately.

Since Chen Hai joined Beichen's project, the people he associates with have become increasingly high-end, and the people he drinks with are people he never dared to imagine before.

"Sigh, your aunt just called and said your future uncle has lost his job."

Chen Hai, holding his cup, stared wide-eyed and said, "Unemployed? Unemployed at this age? That's dangerous."

Chen Sheng sighed and sat down: "Yes, that's why they called to ask if we could think of a solution."

Chen Hai sat down next to him and muttered, "What can we do? His industry isn't a good fit for my factory."

While the two were chatting, Lu Qianzi came out and asked, "Have you seen my curling iron?"

“No, but my aunt’s fiancé has lost his job,” Chen Hai said.

"Huh? You're unemployed now?" Lu Qianzi stood there, her pale legs peeking out from under her pajama pants. "What am I going to do?"

Chen Hai took out his phone and said, "I recently met a friend who has a lot of connections. I'll ask him."

"A friend you know? He's not some unreliable guy, is he?" Lu Qianzi asked skeptically.

"Go away, your friends are unreliable."

Chen Sheng watched Chen Hai make a phone call to the side and nodded, saying, "Hai Zi has become more responsible."

"Uh, I always had a feeling he wasn't very reliable." Lu Qianzi found her curling iron under the coffee table.

As a child, Chen Hai often did many things that surprised people with his confidence, especially his poor judgment of people.

After finishing his call, Chen Hai spoke with the nonchalant air of a seasoned expert: "I've already contacted a friend, and that person has agreed to help recommend some jobs."

"Really?"

Chen Hai sat down and drank his tea: "Guess who that person is?"

I won't guess.

“His father is a cadre in Beichen,” Chen Hai said. “Moreover, he is a student at Peking University and runs his own business, which is doing quite well.”

Lu Qianzi paused for a moment: "Why does this person sound a little familiar?"

Why does this configuration feel so similar to that of a certain Xu guy called "Young Master"?

Upon hearing that the other party's father was from Beichen, Chen Sheng lost all ability to think and quickly said:

"That would be a huge favor. Can you persuade them to do it?"

"It's just a meal," Chen Hai said, "and we'll need to look out for each other in business in the future. It's no trouble at all."

Chen Sheng nodded, feeling that his son had truly grown up.

He took out his phone: "I'll treat you. I'll reserve a table at Mingcuiju and invite Chen Chi and Wei Mingzhe as well."

Chen Hai nodded: "Alright."

After all, it was to do a favor for his father's sister, so it was reasonable for him to treat everyone.

After exchanging a few messages with the other party, Chen Hai looked up and asked, "My friend said he wants to bring a friend along, is that okay?"

"Of course, having more friends means having more options," Chen Sheng said with a smile.

Chen Hai thought for a moment and said, "Oh no, does Wei Mingzhe not drink?"

"Yeah, he doesn't drink, so what?"

“With you and me, our fighting strength is a bit weak,” Chen Hai said. “That friend of mine is a heavy drinker, and he has a very outgoing personality. He doesn’t feel like he’s had a good time until he’s drunk. How about we call my brother too?”

Chen Sheng was slightly taken aback, then nodded and said, "You've thought of everything!"

Chen Hai said with a smile, "Take him to have a few drinks with us."

Chen Sheng knew that he didn't want to take Chen Ya out for drinks; rather, he wanted Chen Ya to make some friends.

He had often discussed with Lu Ruixiang that Chen Ya seemed restless and unwilling to settle down in the capital. Chen Hai had obviously taken this to heart.

This time, the organizers arranged a gathering with some influential locals in Beijing, and specifically invited Chen Ya to attend. The intention was to allow Chen Ya to make connections with some local people, which would benefit his future development in Beijing.

Chen Hai, however, thought more deeply. He believed that the main reason Chen Ya clung to Jiangcheng was that he was afraid to step out of his comfort zone.

Once he experiences the prosperity of the capital and gets to know a few successful people, he'll likely change his mind soon.

The two understood each other's meaning, and while the father and son showed mutual respect, Lu Qianzi frowned to the side.

"Doesn't Chen Ya also not drink?"

“He doesn’t drink, so it’s fine if he goes to keep us company,” Chen Sheng said. “At worst, if we get drunk, he can drive us.”

Lu Qianzi said, "It seems he doesn't have a driver's license either."

"Then he should get a driver's license."

Chen Hai sent a message: "Young Master Xu, we've reserved a table at Mingcui Restaurant. When are you free to come over for a meal?"

The other party sent a message: "Okay, I have to give you face. Let's do it tomorrow night then."

“He agreed, saying it would be tomorrow,” Chen Hai said, turning to Chen Sheng.

“Okay, I’ll tell your brother.” Chen Sheng nodded and dialed Chen Ya’s number.

Lu Qianzi frowned as she watched the two of them hurriedly set up the meeting.

She was subconsciously a little worried. She felt that their idea was wonderful, but reality might not be as good as they imagined.

However, she couldn't pinpoint exactly what was wrong with her, nor could she stop them, so she could only take the curling iron to her room.

Today is the last day before New Year's Day, and many shops have started promotions. She and Liu Ruying have made an appointment to go shopping.

After dialing Chen Ya's number, Chen Sheng said loudly, "Hey, Chen Ya, it's like this, your aunt... understand? Tomorrow we'll go drinking together."

"What? You've already solved the problem? How did you solve it? Ugh, don't talk nonsense. Anyway, you definitely have to come tomorrow."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, he looked back at Chen Hai and suddenly laughed: "I just told Chen Ya, and guess what he said? He said he has already helped Wei Mingzhe solve his job problem."

Chen Hai wondered, "How do you plan to resolve this? It's not about having Wei Mingzhe move to Jiangcheng, is it?"

“Yeah, I think so too,” Chen Sheng said, feeling both annoyed and amused. “He has no connections in Beijing, how can he help Wei Mingzhe solve his problems? I think he’s getting better and better at talking nonsense.”

Chen Hai asked, "Isn't Yunshang Jinghua under his control? Did he send Wei Mingzhe there?"

“That doesn’t match Wei Mingzhe’s major at all. Besides, Yunshang Jinghua is only temporarily under his management. Great-Grandma said that once the time is up, she will take back control of Yunshang Jinghua.”

Chen Sheng was unaware that Chen Ya had acquired all of Yunshang Jinghua's shares; he still believed that Chen Ya only controlled Yunshang Jinghua for a period of time.

Chen Hai took a sip of tea: "Anyway, let's just pretend we didn't hear what he said. His sense of humor is strange now, but at least we can't say he's boring."

……

……

Wei Mingzhe felt like he was dreaming.

In just one day, he went from being a low-level employee at a small company, angrily throwing down his work badge and quitting his job, to becoming a full-time employee of Beichen.

This earth-shattering change happened in just one morning, and he didn't even have time to process it.

What's most terrifying is that he wasn't just an ordinary employee at Beichen. As soon as he arrived, he took over a project worth three or four hundred million yuan, and he was parachuted in to take a leadership position.

What else could this be but a dream? I pinched my own face seven or eight times today.

"Mr. Wei, this is the preliminary status of our project. You can take a look first."

The girl with light makeup smiled and placed a stack of documents on his workstation. Wei Mingzhe nodded reservedly to her, then looked down at the documents.

Zhao Yuanhai asked him if he had any requirements regarding when to start work. Originally, Zhao Yuanhai thought he would rest for a month first, take care of his own affairs, and then come over.

But Wei Mingzhe had nothing to do at all. In order to leave a good impression on the other party, he announced that he could come to work that day, or even as soon as possible.

And so, he's sitting here now.

He didn't know how to explain it to Chen Chi when he got back.

"Mr. Wei, this is your employee ID and your access key. They're all in this box," a middle-aged woman walked over and handed over a beautifully packaged box. "There's also Beichen's employee handbook inside. You can take a look as well."

"Oh, okay, thank you, Sister Wang." Wei Mingzhe opened the box and was immediately amazed by Beichen's work efficiency.

He had only been there for less than two hours, and they had already made his employee ID card.

His employee badge not only features his photo but also clearly states his current rank:

"LinkedIn level".

He had heard about the employee levels within Beichen before, such as elite level and LinkedIn level, and he only knew that his level was not low.

He hung his employee ID card around his neck.

Sister Wang reminded us from the side, "Our company is the kind that prioritizes practicality, so there are no requirements for dress code, and people rarely wear their name tags."

Wei Mingzhe said, "It's okay, I just wanted to wear it."

Sister Wang covered her mouth and laughed: "You, like many new employees, wished you could wear your Beichen employee badge with you wherever you went when you joined the company."

"Hehe, yeah, it's pretty prestigious." Wei Mingzhe chuckled, making no attempt to hide his vanity.

Being admitted to Beichen University is a much smaller chance than being admitted to Jinghua or Peking University, so it's definitely something to be proud of.

Sister Wang said with a smile, "Salaries are paid on the 15th of each month. Please remember to open a bank account to remind the finance department to follow up."

Wei Mingzhe nodded, then asked in a low voice, "May I ask how much the salary is?"

Sister Wang was slightly surprised: "Didn't I tell you when you came in?"

"President Zhao didn't tell me, and I was too embarrassed to ask..." Wei Mingzhe said softly.

At Zhao Yuanhai's level, he wouldn't be living on a salary anymore.

So he naturally forgot to talk to Wei Mingzhe about his salary.

Sister Wang whispered, "Your level is a bit higher than ours. Generally, the basic salary at this level is fifty to sixty thousand a month, and with performance bonuses, you can take home one hundred thousand a month, but the main income comes from profit sharing..."

Upon hearing this, Wei Mingzhe was almost fainting.

After saying that, Sister Wang added, "By the way, Mr. Wei, do you need to apply for dormitory accommodation? Company policy states that if you don't own a house in the local area, you can apply for employee dormitory accommodation."

Wei Mingzhe said, "Yes, I still rent a house."

Sister Wang was a little surprised. In her opinion, Wei Mingzhe, who could get Zhao Yuanhai to personally interview someone of this caliber, must be someone who owns a house in Beijing. She heard that he was still renting a house, which she found hard to believe.

"Are you single or...?"

"I'm getting married soon."

"Then I'll help you apply for a family dormitory," Sister Wang said. "It has three bedrooms and a living room, but it's not very big, only 80 square meters. Is that alright with you?"