A sophomore in college starts by getting a marriage certificate with a female CEO.

"Awesome, godfather!"

Xu Guangkun finally snapped out of his daze and instantly became excited: "I knew you could do it!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Lao Yang, I knew you could do it!"

"..."

Lu Yang continued to eat in silence, too lazy to pay attention to these hindsight experts.

Wang Hao thought for a moment and then asked, "By the way, at Xueyu Group... how much is the monthly salary for interns?"

"Not much, only 15,000."

"Take away the young master?"

The three people were stunned upon hearing this.

A monthly salary of 15,000?

So what?

You should know that the three of them usually work part-time jobs, earning 80 yuan a day distributing flyers and 120 yuan a day moving goods, and they would even have their pay deducted if they encountered unscrupulous people.

You work yourself to the bone for a month and only earn two or three thousand, and you still have to put up with your boss's attitude.

Lu Yang, an intern, is getting 15,000 yuan?

This is so awesome!

"Godfather, I heard that the starting annual salary for full-time employees at the Snowland Group is 500,000 yuan. Is that true?"

Li Yunbin swallowed hard, feeling incredibly envious.

After all, isn't the purpose of their schooling to get a good job in the future?

"I don't know, I'm just an intern."

"So, does that mean you can get a permanent position later? If you do...?"

Lu Yang interrupted him directly: "Let's eat."

He went for the interview mainly to complete system tasks and never thought about staying there permanently.

Just then, a few people walked in through the cafeteria entrance.

Wang Ziying was walking in front, followed by several classmates.

Half a step behind them was Yuan Xiangrong, carrying two cups of milk tea.

Lu Yang could guess the plot even with his eyes closed.

Yuan Xiangrong bought milk tea, but Wang Ziying wouldn't drink it. Then he followed her around like a sycophant, trying to lick her boots.

"Ziying, please sit down first, I'll go get your food."

Yuan Xiangrong put down the milk tea: "What do you want to eat today? Tomato stir-fry or green pepper stir-fry with meat?"

Wang Ziying didn't respond to him, and her gaze suddenly swept to Lu Yang not far away.

"Lu Yang? You're here?"

Without saying a word, Wang Ziying immediately sat down.

Yuan Xiangrong's smile froze for a second, then he followed.

The two groups of people mingled together, and the table was instantly crowded.

Several other classmates also gathered around and pricked up their ears.

Lu Yang and Yuan Xiangrong are both suitors of the school beauty, and their meeting is sure to be a good show.

After all, who doesn't enjoy watching the drama unfold?

however.

To everyone's surprise,

Lu Yang didn't react at all, as if he hadn't seen it at all.

Wang Ziying took a deep breath.

Forget it.

She sat down diagonally opposite Lu Yang, propped her chin up, opened her phone, tapped a few times, then closed it again, her face filled with worry.

"Ziying, what's wrong?"

The female classmate next to her noticed her unusual behavior and couldn't help but ask.

"Ugh, don't even talk about it, it's driving me crazy."

Wang Ziying sighed, "I want to find an internship or part-time job, but I've sent out more than a dozen resumes, and they all read my message but don't reply."

Without Lu Yang, she felt like her financial support had collapsed.

As for Yuan Xiangrong, this rich second-generation, ever since the last meal, she has been struggling to even buy a cup of milk tea, so she can only rely on herself.

"It's really hard to find a job these days," another female classmate sighed.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Xiangrong quickly replied:

"Ziying, are you looking for a job? My dad's company is short-staffed. If you're interested, I'll talk to him and arrange an easy job for you."

Wang Ziying's eyes suddenly lit up: "Your dad's company? What does it do?"

"Um... I do resource recycling."

Yuan Xiangrong straightened his chest.

Wang Hao was drinking soup nearby when he heard this and almost choked.

"Recycling? Isn't that just collecting scrap?"

Several classmates were stunned for a moment, then tried their best to suppress their laughter.

Yuan Xiangrong's face immediately fell.

"What nonsense are you talking about? My dad runs a legitimate company, recycling and reusing scrap metal, with annual revenue of several million!"

Wang Hao blinked: "Several million? That's true, that's definitely a huge amount of junk."

"you!"

Yuan Xiangrong slammed his hand on the table and pointed at Wang Hao:

"Then who do you think you are? You can't even afford to collect junk! How much do you spend on living expenses a month? A few hundred? A thousand? Are you laughing at me?"

Wang Hao smiled and said, "I may be poor, but I wouldn't let a girl go and collect scrap."

"That's recycling!"

Yuan Xiangrong said with a dark face.

"Okay, okay, we'll recycle the resources."

Wang Hao's smile didn't fade as he chuckled and said, "So, are you planning to have Wang come to your house to sort the trash? Or are you going out to collect trash?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ziying immediately showed her disdain.

Recycling trash?

Sorting garbage?

She would never do such a thing, even if it meant her death.

Dirty to death.

Yuan Xiangrong wanted to say something more, but Wang Ziying glanced at him again, and he swallowed his words.

He glanced at Wang Hao, then at Lu Yang, and sneered, "Wang Hao, what right do you have to laugh at me? You call a poor, penniless good-for-nothing your godfather every day. Is your dorm some kind of beggar's gang branch?"

These words were spoken.

Wang Hao couldn't sit still any longer: "Who said we have no income and are poor?"

Yuan Xiangrong scoffed: "You guys play games in the dorm all day long, and you even have to split the bill when you eat out. You're telling me you have an income?"

"I don't have it."

Wang Hao pointed to Lu Yang beside him, "But Lao Yang has one!"

Lu Yang was eating with his head down when he heard this. He raised his eyelids, his face full of doubt.

Why am I bringing this up again?

"he?"

Yuan Xiangrong's tone was full of disdain as he sneered.

"What kind of job could he possibly have? Oh, I almost forgot, has he paid off the loan he took out for that fake girlfriend?"

Wang Hao laughed: "Guess where Lao Yang went this morning after taking the day off?"

Yuan Xiangrong crossed his arms and said coldly, "Where else could we go? To the job market to submit our resumes and wait in line?"

Wang Hao stood up straight and said, word by word, "He has now been accepted by the Snowfield Group."

These words were spoken.

The surroundings fell silent for a moment.

"Snowy Region Group?"

"Hahaha, are you kidding me?"

Yuan Xiangrong's first reaction was disbelief.

What is Xueyu Group?

That's the strongest leading enterprise in the city!

Even someone with connections like him isn't qualified to get in.

The surrounding classmates were also stunned and all looked at Lu Yang.

Wang Ziying's expression was somewhat complicated.

She sent out more than a dozen resumes but received no response; she didn't even get an interview opportunity from a second-tier company.

Xueyu Group has annual revenue of over 10 billion yuan, and the competition ratio for campus recruitment is said to be more than 50 to 1 every year.

"Wang Hao, can you make your stories be a little more believable?"

Yuan Xiangrong smiled:

"First of all, Xueyu Group only hires graduates with degrees from 985 universities or above. Don't you know what kind of school we come from?"

"And even if we're hiring interns, they need project experience and professional background. What can he possibly have on his resume? A complete blank?"

"Secondly, during the last recruitment season, a friend of mine graduated with a master's degree from Fudan University, but his resume didn't even pass the initial screening."

At this point, Yuan Xiangrong turned to look at Lu Yang:

"You didn't pay someone to act again, did you? Last time it was your girlfriend, this time it's your company?"

"Or, just say you're the company president."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding classmates switched their gazes between the two.

To be honest, they were more inclined to believe Yuan Xiangrong's judgment.

With Lu Yang's qualifications, let alone getting into Xueyu Group, it would be difficult for him to even get into some second-tier companies in the city.