Nebula International Group, Headquarters Building.

Wen Ruan stood downstairs and looked up.

The glass curtain wall shines brightly in the sun, like a huge mirror reflecting the prosperity and vitality of the city.

The exterior design of the building is simple but atmospheric, and uses a clever combination of streamlined shapes and geometric figures.

The building is still so magnificent, and it seems that nothing has changed when I left.

Walk into the main entrance of the building.

Spacious and bright space, soaring ceilings, huge artistic sculptures, modern and simple decoration...

On one side of the hall, the huge electronic display screen scrolls in real time to play the latest news, market trends and corporate culture concepts of the group company...

The extremely familiar scene in front of me instantly pulled warm thoughts 8 years ago.

At that time, she had just graduated and stepped in here with anticipation, fantasizing about the extraordinary future.

Time flies, and I return to the starting point again. There is a sudden nameless throbbing in my heart, which makes her feel a little bit uncontrollable.

Tears gradually accumulate in my eyes.

He let out a sigh of relief and calmed himself down quickly.

I registered at the front desk and took the high-speed elevator smoothly to the 11th floor.

This is also the core office space of the entire media operation department.

This time she returned to the group, she submitted her resume to Ji Qiuyu, vice president of media operations, through Zhao Mingying.

So the interview was also arranged here.

Today I just talk to the human resources and communicate about my needs.

If there is no problem, Ji Qiuyu will talk to her about her treatment and position in person.

I called the HR and waited for a while, a familiar figure came out.

She met her in the group about 3 years ago.

"It's so warm in the afternoon!" HR said with a smile: "I'll take you to the conference room!"

"Thank you." Wen Ruan tightened the shoulder straps of her bag and followed her into the office area.

The familiar decoration environment made her feel a little nervous.

After all, the departure was not decent.

"Wen Ruan!?" A surprised voice sounded, "Why are you..."

Wen Ruan turned his head and saw a familiar old colleague, Li Mingshuai.

Immediately afterwards, there were another surprise cry.

"It's her!" "Who? So beautiful!"

"The warmth of the Marketing and Promotion Department! Well, I forgot, you have never seen her before when you joined the company!"

"This is a famous beauty in our company before!"

"Wow, I haven't seen each other for 3 years, and now I'm more charming!"

Although she has been resigning for more than 3 years, she has worked here for 5 years, with excellent appearance, optimistic and cheerful personality, excellent abilities, and many colleagues who know her.

Wen Ruan pinched the shoulder straps of the bag, and a faint smile on her face.

As she walked by, she could vaguely hear more intense discussions behind her.

She even heard the name "Zhang Zihang".

This former director of digital marketing department did not fall silent after that incident.

After all, he has a father who is a group director, and he has worked in a Fortune 500 overseas companies.

Now he has been promoted to general manager of the International Cooperation Department.

Responsible for the cooperation and exchanges between the company and foreign art institutions and media organizations, and promote the development of international cultural projects.

Coupled with his calm and handsome appearance, his age at 35 and his strong background.

It can be said that he is one of the recognized successors of the group and is very popular with employees.

All of these were told by Sun Simin.

At the beginning, this best friend also advised her to stay.

With Zhang Zihang's background and character, she will definitely compensate her in the future.

However, Wen Ruan, who was about to collapse at that time, obviously had no intention of doing so and just wanted to escape from the city immediately.

"Bang!" The door of the conference room was closed.

Wen Ruan took out his resume from his bag and put it on the table.

HR glanced at it, shook his head and smiled, "No, just tell me your request right away. Our President Ji just called me and said that she likes you, and it's your fault!"

Hearing this, Wenruo's eyes trembled and said incrediblely: "What does it mean? No more interviews?"

Although she is very confident in herself, she never thought about it like going directly to the company without interview.

The recruitment process of Nebula International Group is very cumbersome and formal.

Even if you are internally recommended, you have to go through a complete three rounds of interviews.

If it involves recruitment from the branch management, the president Li Mohai even needs to take a look at it.

"That's what it means." HR opened the blue folder in his hand and continued: "Mr. Ji is still having a meeting on it, saying that there is a major decision on Yancheng Branch. Our president and directors are there, and we really can't get through for the time being.

Mr. Ji’s meaning is to put your personnel and relationships in the imperial capital, and your salary and benefits are exactly as per this.

Of course, the office must be Yancheng.

In this way, you will have an additional monthly business trip subsidy and reimbursement amount..."

HR flipped through the documents in his hand and whispered to repeat what she had arranged by Ji Qiuyu.

Wen Ruan's more shocked the more he listened.

I never expected that I would be so important in the eyes of this group vice president.

When the HR was introduced, Wen Ruan asked about his work content and about the business of the branch.

HR answered a few briefly and finally added: "The specific position has not been decided yet. After the matter of Yancheng Branch is completed, Mr. Ji will communicate with you in person, and everything is based on your wishes."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Ruan's heart thumped and realized something was wrong.

If you appreciate yourself because of your past work achievements and abilities, Ji Qiuyu would definitely not have achieved this, which is a bit too much.

There is probably only one possibility, someone will help me!

Zhao Mingying is just an ordinary little leader, at most he knows Mr. Ji and can speak well.

If you have any face, it won’t be.

The biggest possibility is... Zhang Zihang.

There is a father who is a director, and I believe even Ji Qiuyu will sell him face.

Among the people I know, it seems that only he can do it.

Thinking of what he had said before, Wen Ruan stood up and said with a tense expression: "Let's do this, I'll think about it again, and I'll talk to Mr. Ji later."

She didn't want to owe Zhang Zihang a favor, especially such a big favor.

She had to negotiate with Ji Qiuyu in person, even if she went to the branch to be a planning team leader, it would make her feel better than this.

"This..." HR was a little embarrassed: "Or why don't you wait a little longer, I'm not sure when President Ji will finish the conference."

Wen Ruan raised his wrist and looked at the time, "Okay, I'll stay here until 5 o'clock. If I don't have it, come here again next week, so as not to delay Mr. Ji's rest."

Sun Simin will get married tomorrow.

Tonight, all the students from other places will come.

Sun Simin arranged it uniformly at the Orange Hotel on Yizhuang Bridge.

Among them are other people in their dormitory, who plan to have a meal together in the evening.

"Okay, then I'll go to the 15th floor first." HR quickly got up and walked out quickly.

Looking at the conference room door that closed again, Wen Ruan sighed deeply.

There are a lot of thoughts in my mind and complex eyes.

After a while.

The knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in." Wen Ruan quickly calmed down and stood up.

I originally thought it was HR or Ji Qiuyu coming, but I didn’t expect that the one who came in was an “old friend”.

"Sister Hello Ruanruan, long time no see!" Li Jiaxuan had a sweet smile on her face and spoke very nicely.
To be continued...