While Liu Xiangjiang was busy arranging the products for the next day's sales, Huang He was already in his Hongtou Ben, leaving the hotel and preparing to return to Wenzhou.
However, something completely unexpected happened. As his driver was exiting the hotel's underground garage, someone suddenly darted out. Although the driver braked in time, there was still a collision with the front of the car.
"Boss, we've hit someone!" the driver said nervously.
"It's not a fake accident, is it? Go down and check if it's real or a scam. If it's real, send her to the hospital. If it's a scam, call the police. Anyway, don't give these people any chance to make ill-gotten gains!" Mr. Huang said decisively. The driver nodded and went down.
"Young lady, are you alright?" The driver got out of the car and saw that the person hit was a young woman in her early twenties. She was wearing ordinary clothes, carrying a large backpack, and had her hair tied up in a high ponytail, clearly appearing to be a student.
"She's probably not faking it!" the driver thought. He had experience, and such a young girl would definitely not attempt to stage an accident.
Firstly, they generally lacked the courage to deliberately run into a moving car.
Secondly, if they really wanted money, they could just run away. It would be comfortable and profitable, earning more without the need for such a physically damaging and unprofitable act.
Most importantly, this girl was beautiful. Such a beautiful girl was even less likely to attempt a fake accident.
As expected, as soon as the student saw the driver approaching, she immediately shook her head and said, "Uncle, I'm fine. It was my fault for not looking where I was going. It has nothing to do with you. Please go, I'll find a nearby hospital myself to get checked."
What a good child!
The driver was almost moved. He saw that the girl's knee was scraped, about the size of a thumb, bleeding profusely. He felt a pang of sympathy. After a moment of hesitation, he told Huang He, who was sitting in the back, about the situation and then whispered, "Boss, we should..."
"No need to say more. Let her get in the car. We'll take her to the nearest hospital or clinic. After all, our car hit her. You pay for the medical expenses and give her a few hundred yuan!" Mr. Huang, Huang He, was still kind-hearted. Hearing the girl's polite attitude, he also felt pity and offered, "Let her get in the car. We'll take her to the nearest hospital or clinic. After all, our car hit her. You pay for the medical expenses and give her a few hundred yuan!"
So, with the driver's help, the young lady got into the passenger seat. While holding a tissue to her knee, she curiously looked around the car and asked, "Uncle, what year is this car from? It looks a bit old!"
"..." The driver remained silent, as his boss was sitting in the back, and he couldn't speak without the boss's permission. It was Huang He who spoke up, "This is a 1992 Mercedes-Benz. It was quite expensive back then, but it's indeed a bit old now. Perhaps I should also consider changing cars!"
"You could afford a Mercedes-Benz in '92? Uncle, you're so rich!" the girl exclaimed.
"My parents' money, not mine. I'm not capable," Huang He said lightly, with a subtle hint of showmanship.
A moment of silence followed in the car. After passing a few traffic lights, as they were nearing the nearby hospital, the girl couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, are you in business? Do you need anyone? Or can you help me find a job?"
"You're looking for a job?" Huang He asked curiously.
"Yes. I've been in Shanghai for three months, but I haven't found a suitable job. If this continues, I'll have to return to the Northeast. I don't want to go back," the girl said, looking down.
"You're a university student, aren't you? With your degree, finding a job should be quite easy!" Huang He asked.
"I am a university student, but my major is quite specialized. It's music. It's very difficult to find a job that matches my skills. There are simply no positions in the market that require me. Of course, if I were to work as a waitress or a sales assistant, they would hire me, but I'm not willing to do such work. It would be a disservice to my parents for nurturing me for so many years and spending so much money on me," the girl said.
"Music, that explains it!" Huang He nodded. In 2021, during an era of flourishing arts and entertainment, it was relatively easy for music majors to find jobs. However, in 2001, those who studied music either pursued music independently or struggled to get into a few music companies. Most music students indeed faced unemployment after graduation, unable to find suitable work and had to start as waitresses.
"I'm not from Shanghai, and I'm about to return to Wenzhou. I can't help you!" Huang He said honestly.
"Oh, thank you, boss!" The girl didn't plead further. She turned back and thanked Huang He, her eyes glistening with tears, whether from the pain of her wound or the hardship of her situation, it was hard to say. She looked at Mr. Huang with a tearful expression, which made his heart skip a beat.
This was unavoidable. The girl was exceptionally beautiful. Her fair and delicate skin, her exquisite face like fine jade, and her tearful expression—her beauty surpassed even Liu Fei at her peak in its refinement, loveliness, and purity.
Such beauty was simply irresistible to men!
Huang He was a man, and a normal one at that. Thus, Huang He was moved. He thought that even if this music student wasn't particularly skilled, she would be a pleasure to look at.
Furthermore, music was also a part of the "Three Realms Plan." Perhaps she was a useful talent.
Yes, Huang He was definitely cherishing talent, not harboring any ulterior motives. He said to the girl, "Young lady, can you adapt to traveling all over the country?"
"Yes, I can. As long as there's work and I can earn money, I have no problem!" the girl immediately replied.
"Alright then, I happen to need a secretary. You can come and try for the position!" Huang He said with a squint.
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"Haimei, thank you for your plan. I've succeeded! I've really joined Jiangnan Group, and I'm working right beside a leader. Now I can get revenge for my brother-in-law!" When Wang Danrou emerged from the small clinic after having her wound simply treated, she pulled out a phone from her backpack and called excitedly.
"What's there to thank? You're so beautiful, you wouldn't even need any schemes. Any man would want to take you into his harem... oh, no, into his company!" the girl named Haimei replied in a soft, charming voice over the phone, truly living up to her name.
"But Danrou, is it really worth sacrificing yourself for that cheap brother-in-law of yours? You haven't fallen for your brother-in-law, have you?" Haimei teased on the phone.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I just felt sorry seeing my brother-in-law losing his hair from being tormented by that damned oo all the time. Besides, brother-in-law's money is my sister's money. I'm doing this for myself!" Wang Danrou said, her face flushing as she clenched her fists.
"Alright, whatever you say. But I heard this Huang He also has a sister-in-law. Don't you get outdone by them!"
"What nonsense are you saying? I'm not competing with them. I'm just here to gather information and tell my brother-in-law, so he can vent his anger!" Wang Danrou said with a grin.
"We've arrived. What job did Chairman Huang arrange for you?"
"It seems to be a secretary."
"Secretary? Danrou, I think you should reconsider. It's too dangerous. That guy is a lecher; you'll be eaten alive!"
"Uh, it seems I'm not going to be his secretary, but a secretary for a General Manager named Leng Zhiruo!" Wang Danrou said with a wry smile.