Wu Pengpeng lowered her eyes and saw that the topic #The Richest Recruitment Information in History# was at the top of the hot search list.
She didn't need to click on it to know that this topic must be about her recruitment information.
Last night, thinking that she couldn't let He Qianshan be bullied because he didn't have an agency, she decided to set up a film and television company for him.
She always did things vigorously and resolutely. As soon as this idea flashed through her mind, she immediately logged on to major recruitment websites and posted the recruitment information.
The annual salary for a driver was 500,000 yuan, along with a luxury car worth one million yuan; the annual salary for an assistant was one million yuan, with monthly subsidies and various benefits; the annual salary for a publicity agent was two million yuan, plus all kinds of unexpected perks; and the annual salary for an agent was five million yuan, with an additional house.
At the end of the recruitment information, she also added a tempting line similar to a store clearance sale - First come, first served. Don't miss out.
Originally, netizens thought it was some internet celebrity trying to gain attention and popularity. But unexpectedly, when they opened it, they found that the person who posted the recruitment information was Wu Pengpeng, the world's richest woman, and it was officially verified.
Coupled with the unparalleled fashion show Wu Pengpeng held a few days ago, which had already made her famous for her wealth, netizens immediately went crazy and said they wanted to work in her company.
The contact information in the recruitment information was Zhao Bufan's phone number. Fortunately, Zhao Bufan had the habit of turning off her phone at night, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to sleep last night.
When Zhao Bufan turned on her phone this morning, she was almost drowned by missed calls and text messages. Before she could come to her senses, another call came in.
Her phone had been ringing off the hook all morning. She was really annoyed and angrily rushed to find Wu Pengpeng to settle the score.
"How about it?" Wu Pengpeng hooked the pad to the side with her foot and pressed it under her left leg, in case Zhao Bufan used it to hit her later. She showed off proudly, "Isn't the name I came up with great?"
"Rich Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd." It sounded so wealthy that it could even rival Shen Teng's "That's a Big Company".
She was indulging in the pride of "I'm really an ordinary little genius at naming" and didn't notice Zhao Bufan's eyes that were about to spit fire at all. She continued to walk into the line of fire: "Doesn't it make people want to fight their way in to work as soon as they see it?"
Zhao Bufan took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. This was Wu Ju's niece. She mustn't hit her, or she would never get her Uncle San.
But...
"Not good at all! Wu Pengpeng, have you lost your mind? What on earth are you thinking about every day!"
Wu Pengpeng was stunned by the shout. It took her a long time to stammer, "You don't understand. People will come because of the name."
Zhao Bufan rolled her eyes so hard that they were about to pop out: "Do you think people come because of the name? They come for your money!"
Wu Pengpeng waved her hand guiltily: "It's all the same. It's good like this. It'll be lively with more people."
Zhao Bufan's full - blown anger was instantly doused by this sentence.
Wu Pengpeng had lost her parents when she was young and went abroad to study at a very young age. Although her uncles were very kind to her, she didn't seem to be very close to everyone.
She must have been very lonely all these years.
That's why after she got hurt, she abandoned her former shrewd and independent self and became this absent - minded person.
Thinking of this, Zhao Bufan's eyes welled up with tears. She reached out her hand to pat Wu Pengpeng's head.
Out of the corner of her eye, Wu Pengpeng saw Zhao Bufan's movement and subconsciously raised "Little Idol God" to block herself. She screamed, "What are you doing, Zhao Bufan?"
The little bit of tenderness that had just welled up in Zhao Bufan's heart was howled away by her scream. She gave her a light pat angrily: "I'm going to beat you. Aren't you getting up? Aren't you going to conduct the interviews?"
The interview address was Lan Tian Entertainment. On the way there, Wu Pengpeng sent a text message to her star - chasing assistant, Shen Qianqian, asking to meet at Tianfan Building. From today on, everyone was going to work hard.
When they arrived at the downstairs of Tianfan Building, Zhao Bufan suddenly remembered something.
"Didn't you just acquire Lan Tian Entertainment the day before yesterday? Why do you want to open another film and television company?"
It was just crazy to open two companies of the same type.
Wu Pengpeng said brazenly, "Lan Tian Entertainment is the home for other artists in the company. 'Rich' is a company I created specifically for Idol God to promote him."
Zhao Bufan: "..."
I shouldn't have asked this question!
"Speaking of this, the name 'Lan Tian Entertainment' can't be used anymore." Wu Pengpeng frowned and thought for a while. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Zhao Bufan looking hopeless. She immediately decided, "Let's change it to 'Bufan Entertainment'. It has the same effect as my 'Rich'."
Zhao Bufan was too lazy to get entangled in these boring things. She analyzed the situation with good intentions: "You'd better not invest so much in He Qianshan for the time being. His status in the industry is not high, and his popularity is not great either. Big projects won't include him."
Wu Pengpeng said indifferently, "It doesn't matter. I can just pour money into big projects."
Zhao Bufan gave her a look that said "You're really crazy".
Wu Pengpeng gave a guilty smile: "You have to show some sincerity when promoting someone!"
Zhao Bufan despaired and rubbed her forehead: "I know you have too much money to burn, but you can't waste it like this!"
Wu Pengpeng firmly refused to admit it: "This is called early - stage investment. Look at our Idol God. Doesn't he have great potential to become a big star?"
Without waiting for Zhao Bufan to respond, she turned to Shen Qianqian who was pressing the elevator button and asked, "What do you think, Qianqian?"
Shen Qianqian thought of the man she had glimpsed that day and her face flushed: "Yes, he will definitely become very popular."
With He Qianshan's talent, he was fully capable of becoming a big star. He just lacked a suitable stage and opportunity.
Wu Pengpeng had already made up her mind. During the three years when she signed He Qianshan, she would spend the most money on him, let him get the best training, but not give him the best resources.
In a word, before her family's fortune was squandered, she would try her best to prevent He Qianshan from becoming too popular.
After three years of experience and accumulation, after she went bankrupt, He Qianshan would surely shine brightly in the entire entertainment industry.
Thinking of this, Wu Pengpeng suddenly remembered something. She turned to Shen Qianqian and said, "By the way, Qianqian, you don't need to help me chase He Qianshan anymore."
Shen Qianqian was just thinking about recommending He Qianshan to her star - chasing friends so that they could all chase He Qianshan together. Hearing this, she was stunned: "Why?"
Wu Pengpeng said calmly, "Because I'm going to chase him myself."
Hearing this, Zhao Bufan was deeply troubled by having such a crazy boss and best friend.
There were more people coming for the interview than Wu Pengpeng had expected. The huge office area was filled with interviewees.
To save time, they decided to screen the resumes first.
Many of the interviewees were top students from Jin University, and there were several with master's and doctoral degrees.
There were also many top students from media colleges and top talents in the film and television industry.
Of course, there were also many people who couldn't do anything and just came to join in the fun because the pay was high.
After a round of screening, Wu Pengpeng rejected all the outstanding talents and only kept those "three - no" people with no education, no experience, and no ability.
Zhao Bufan was shocked: "Are you doing charity? Do you think there's no place for them in this society, so you want to take them in?"
Wu Pengpeng's intention was exposed, but she still refused to admit it stubbornly: "I think they're great!"
Zhao Bufan threw the resumes in front of her and rubbed her forehead: "Tell me what's great about them."
It was because they were not capable that they definitely wouldn't make He Qianshan popular overnight!
Wu Pengpeng didn't dare to say this reason, so she just made up an excuse: "Because they're the most good - looking."
Zhao Bufan was almost laughed at by her anger: "You're selecting employees, not having a beauty pageant. Ability is the most important thing. What are you doing with a bunch of airheads!"
Wu Pengpeng insisted: "Ability is not important. What's important is that I like airhead beauties."
Zhao Bufan was so angry that her blood pressure rose. Before she could scold her, two voices sounded in unison behind them: "So am I an 'airhead beauty'?"