Hua finally put down his phone and apologized to me, asking me to sit on the chair opposite him. Hua was very young, probably no more than thirty-five years old. His skin was slightly darker. From a common aesthetic point of view, black skin was not as attractive as white skin, but Hua's black skin would not lose to any white-faced young man. His dark skin perfectly displayed his strength and domineering personality. Coupled with his strong and straight figure, his straight nose bridge, well-defined lips, and heroic eyes, he perfectly portrayed himself as a near-perfect European handsome man. Not only would the opposite sex be attracted to him, but even the same sex would praise his handsome appearance. On such a hot day, he was still wearing a suit (I don't understand, but I'm sure it's a famous brand). His tie was meticulously tucked into the collar of his neck, as if to show that he came from a good family and had a good education. With his dazzling appearance, he would be the representative of the younger generation in the government. In the business world, he was the model of a young Confucian businessman that people envied.
From Hua's appearance and temperament, I thought of Old Zhao, Sister Yang, and the two young men who took the initiative to ask me who I was looking for when I went upstairs. Although these people were of different ages and genders, all of them were good-looking and had refined manners. Obviously, when this company was selecting people, they would consider the person's appearance, temperament, speech, and mannerisms as the primary criteria. I also understood why Old Zhao said that I had an "official aura" during the interview yesterday. Perhaps it was the so-called "official aura" that allowed me to have the upper hand over the other two interviewees. It made Old Zhao and Sister Lin think that "the quality of those two interviewees is far inferior to yours". Could it be that this "far inferior to you" also includes my nearly 1.79 meters height? Although I wasn't sure if I would be hired, I had already fallen in love with this company that judged people by their looks. No matter how much money they gave me, no matter how heavy the work was, I was willing to work in the same circle as these people who looked good.
Hua didn't talk much when he talked to the person face to face. He didn't ask about my personal situation again. He wouldn't doubt the information that Old Zhao provided him. These people in this company must have countless connections with the organization department that was in charge of my administrative relationship. With just a phone call, they would know the authenticity of my identity. He was sure that he wouldn't dare to play tricks under their eyes. He only questioned my age."You're forty-eight?”"Forty-eight." "You look about the same as me. I estimate that you're only two or three years older than me.”"What is your age?" "Not far from forty." "You really look young. You don't even look 35 years old.”"Really? How is he still young?”"It's true. I guessed you were thirty-two or thirty-three years old when I walked in.”"Ha, ha, good, good." He laughed. He said,"The company is looking for a vice president for me. I said that it has to be someone younger, and it's best if he's not over 40 years old. Your resume says that you're 48 years old. I told Old Zhao that it's not suitable for you to be older. Old Zhao said that I wouldn't say that I'm not suitable for you when I see you. It's really not bad.”"Thank you, President Hua." "I won't ask about other things. I believe you have the ability, so I agree to use you. It was enough for the chairman to say it. However, you still have to have a probation period. Your monthly salary is 800 yuan during the probation period.”Although it was less than half of the 1,500 yuan that the agency said, she really liked this company, so she didn't care about how much it was (if I could get 800 yuan a month, I would be very satisfied). She simply agreed to it happily,"800 yuan it is."”"You're a straightforward person. It's settled then. Come back to work tomorrow. You should familiarize yourself with the company's internal situation for the next few days. I'm going out of town for a while.”As he spoke, he stood up, grabbed his bag, and led me into the (big) office next door. Everyone inside stood up from their seats. Hua introduced to everyone,"This is the new vice president. You all should get to know each other."”He then said to me,"There's no empty seat here. You can sit at my side. I don't have time to sit in the office.”With that, he picked up his bag and left.
As soon as Hua left, a group of boys surrounded me. Perhaps they were curious about the newcomer, or perhaps they saw that I was older. In short, they were very willing to get close to me. Because they had more people, they quickly broke the strangeness and began to ask questions. They asked me where my hometown was, what I did in the past, why I came to this company, and what my relationship with the boss was.(Because at that time, according to the general idea, those who could become the vice president of a private company were either relatives or friends of the boss) and so on. They were as curious as children. Ba couldn't know everything about me right away. They had just graduated from school not long ago and were very eager to get some inspiration from the life experiences of the elders. In the face of their childish questions, it was impossible to explain the bitter experience of the students in the past 30 years in society.
I could only turn the tables and ask about their situation. One of them was called Xiao Qiu. He seemed to be a little older. He was probably around 25 or 26 years old. His family was in the county town above here. He had just been discharged from the army and had come out to look for work because he was not assigned to work by the local government. The handsome young man who brought me over to Old Zhao's place was among them. He looked to be in his early twenties. He had a fair and fat face and was very handsome. He liked to talk. They called him Xiao Wu and he spoke standard Mandarin. He must be a university student. I also guessed that his parents must be of northern descent. The other students were probably around 22 or 23 years old. They were all college or undergraduate students who had just graduated or graduated a year ago. They were all from remote counties in the province. After graduation, they did not want to go back, so they stayed in the city to work.(At that time, college students from the mainland were not brave enough to leave their hometowns to wander along the coast.)
These university students reminded me of my own children. I was very proud of them for boldly choosing the coastal road to make a living. When these kids heard that their children were working in the coastal area, they wanted to know more about their work there. They asked them what kind of company they worked in, how much they earned a month, how they found a company with high salary, whether the boss was cruel to the employees, when they would come back to visit their relatives, and if they came back, could they come to the company to chat? How could I explain clearly about working in the coastal area? At that time, even I myself lacked confidence in working in the coastal area. Of course, compared to these kids, my experience was much more extensive. After all, I had traveled to many places in the past few decades, so I had heard and seen a lot. In addition, I had been a leader of a state-owned enterprise for many years, so I definitely had a lot to talk about.
In just one or two hours, these little guys were already pestering me. They even thought that it was strange for me to wear jeans. They were very envious of me for daring to wear jeans." You dare to wear jeans at your age? You're really good."”In fact, they really wanted to wear it, but almost all of them were wearing suit pants. Although young people looked refined in suits, it was still a little too old-fashioned and did not show the vitality of young people. I asked them," What's wrong with me wearing jeans?”"No, no. You look at least ten years younger in jeans. You look as young as us.”"Then why aren't you wearing them?" "Everyone in school wears suits. No one wears jeans. Now, we're too embarrassed to wear them because we're afraid that our classmates will make a fool of us.”
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