The strange imperial capital, the alleys with folk customs that are very different from the common alleys in Shanghai.
Under a gray fisherman's hat, Zhang Yameng's face was turned upward, wearing ordinary white printed short-sleeves, ordinary washed distressed jeans, ordinary canvas shoes, and pushing an ordinary aluminum alloy flight case.
"咻咻～"
With a whistle, she stood deep in the alley, in front of a certain outer house whose house number read "Imperial Capital, Xicheng, Shichahai, Shibei Hutong No. 233".
"Hoo~ Yan Qing Studio, it's really a courtyard house, it's pretty cool~"
After confirming the contents on another slightly larger metal nameplate next to the address number, Zhang Yameng let out a long sigh of relief.
Even though the soul mate investor, the company's senior management team was sincere and sincere, and tried to retain her many times with a series of conditions such as a substantial salary increase, M5 (director, director level) promotion to m6 (VP, group vice president) and other conditions.
The boss, Ms. Lin Jie, was even more affectionate and rational. She talked about a lot of things, such as Zhang Yameng being a founding member and being nurtured for five years before the start-up company finally became famous from obscurity and became a stranger in the field of social apps.
For the unicorn companies here, the good situation is really not easy.
Last weekend, she resolutely and officially resigned from the company where she had worked for five years.
Although Zhang Yameng has no regrets about his decision to resign, after all, he spent four years at university in Shanghai and five years of work experience. Unknowingly, he has lived and worked in the city of Shanghai for nearly ten years.
After finally getting familiar with the rhythm of life in a city, another possibility suddenly appeared. She wanted to go to the imperial capital for development. Although she was free and easy by nature, her mood was still a little complicated.
In fact, this possibility came very suddenly. Yesterday, that is, Tuesday night, a certain headhunter who had met Zhang Yameng happened to learn that Zhang Yameng had just resigned. In the spirit of "I would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go."
"bit" of professionalism gave her a call.
On the phone, the headhunter recommended to Zhang Yameng the demand for vacant positions in "content review business end" senior management positions released by several local large and medium-sized Internet companies in Shanghai and Shanghai in detail, but he was not so specific about his future career direction.
Zhang Yameng, who was obsessed with content review, listened perfunctorily and casually.
The phone call lasted for a long time. Just when Zhang Yameng gradually lost her perfunctory interest and was about to hang up the phone with a few polite words, the nagging voice on the phone suddenly stopped.
Zhang Yameng heard this male headhunter classmate, whose name he did not keep but whose work attitude was considered diligent, communicate with his colleague about another business in an extremely surprised tone.
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A strange male voice: "Hey! Are you still on the phone? Check your email quickly, the double insurance in the Imperial Capital has been closed..."
Silence, a burst of mouse and keyboard sounds.
The diligent man wailed: "Ah! What's going on with Mr. Miao? The two candidates we recommended on LinkedIn today are all senior public relations people who have experience working at the director level in Fortune 500 companies.
Expert, tell me in the end the entire army was annihilated?"
Male colleague: "The feedback from our candidates is that Yan Qing Studio cannot provide clear job descriptions, and there is a risk of unclear functional division of labor."
The diligent man was confused: "What do you mean?"
A male colleague explained the confusion: "I put it more euphemistically, which means that Mr. Miao may be looking for a candidate who can always be on the front line and play an all-rounder role."
The diligent man complained: "Can such a candidate be promoted to director? Aren't directors just sitting in the office drinking coffee~"
The male colleague was startled: "Shh, please lower your voice. Please refresh your inbox quickly. Mr. Miao seems to have realized the pain point, and the email has updated the requirements for candidates."
Mouse click sound.
The diligent man wailed: "Isn't it?"
The male colleague was frustrated: "What can we do? We can work overtime, stay up late, and re-file suitable candidates."
The diligent man had forgotten that Zhang Yameng was still connected to the other end of the phone. He was hit hard and opened his mouth to cry out again.
Zhang Yameng's enthusiastic voice came to his ears:
"Sorry, I seem to have heard the words Yan Qing Studio. Could you please tell me the specific requirements for this position?"
His voice was no longer full of energy as before, but the diligent man with good professional qualities still introduced Zhang Yameng to some newly received candidate requests.
Zhang Yameng listened carefully, and her eyes naturally flashed back to the man with a calm expression who was surrounded by people watching the mobile phone that had not kept up with the times in the easter egg of the "Star Silk Road" issue.
...The song "Talent Co., Ltd." that the man played and sang by himself was repeated repeatedly during this period.
...the lyrics that kept asking her repeatedly and lingering for a long time: "Whose icing on the cake is best to play, admit it."
Zhang Yameng also took the opportunity to explore a secret past that had been hidden deep in her heart for many years.
"I am repairing my spear, and I share the same enemy with you. Isn't it that Yan Qing also has an affair with a man named Yuan..."
Suppressing her throbbing, Zhang Yameng raised her eyebrows and spoke to the phone with a smile: "You have my resume on LinkedIn, right? Could you please help me push it? I think I'm quite suitable."
Yes, hang up, bye~"
After closing the line, the diligent man, with some inexplicable feeling, clicked on Zhang Yameng's resume on the computer, which he had not studied carefully before.
He skillfully pulled up his resume to the recently updated item and looked at it carefully: [(recently updated) Education: Master's degree - School of International Relations and Public Affairs, Aurora University, working MPA graduate Master of Public Administration (Graduate in Public Administration)
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Zhang Yameng has always been famous in the Shanghai Internet industry for being proficient in user content control, so all the homework done by Diligent Man is closely related to management positions in the direction of content review.
"It was almost dark under the lamp. Sure enough, I'm still not meticulous and diligent enough."
After confirming that Zhang Yameng's resume met the client's updated job requirements, the diligent man was so happy that he sent Zhang Yameng's resume via instant email, and not long after, Miao Miao sent an interview invitation.
Everything was just right, or rather a coincidence, that led to Zhang Yameng's trip to the imperial capital.
The interview with Miao Miao went smoothly. Zhang Yameng demonstrated her unique ability as a public relations expert and her comprehensive strength as a generalist with five years of experience in start-up companies, and successfully conquered the somewhat picky Mr. Miao.
The two parties also had a pleasant discussion on the salary aspect. Following Yan Qing's request, Mr. Miao, who was gradually getting richer, surprised even Zhang Yameng by the salary offered by Mr. Miao for this position.
Well-known Internet companies are 50% higher.
"This Miss Zhang, who calls herself Lao Zhang, has almost no shortcomings except that she is slightly taller and prettier."
Mr. Miao, who is exactly 1.587 meters tall, thought arrogantly. In line with the good intention of establishing authority for Yan Qing, Miao Miao solemnly reminded Zhang Yameng in her voice: "Miss Zhang, there is no problem with me. Later,
There is also the last step, the boss of our studio, Teacher Yan Qing, will interview you personally."
Zhang Yameng nodded to express understanding: "There should be a process."
Miao Miao emphasized again: "He has always been very strict."
Zhang Yameng, who was sitting upright, straightened her already straight waist again: "Mr. Miao, I will perform well."
"If he doesn't have any objections, we should be able to make a decision today."
Satisfied Mr. Miao smiled, and she couldn't help but comfort her: "Don't be nervous. Although he is strict, he is a very nice person."
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In this way, Miao Miao took Zhang Yameng to the drawing room to find Yan Qing, and they went through the last process before she joined the company - the boss's personal decision-making step that Mr. Miao forcibly added.
With this process in Zhang Yameng's mind, at least Yan Qing would have a verbal confrontation or test with him.
Yan Qing, who turned around in front of her, suppressed a somewhat distorted expression, pointed at the screen and explained calmly: "Hello, I didn't scare you, I was pulling the film..."
Zhang Yameng shook her head, and Miao Miao pushed her gently from behind.
"Hello, Teacher Yan Qing, my name is Zhang Yameng. You can call me Lao Zhang from now on. I graduated from..."
Just when Zhang Yameng introduced herself to the second sentence without being humble or arrogant.
Yan Qing touched the round-inch hair that was no longer scratchy and smiled warmly: "How old are you to call yourself Lao Zhang?"
Zhang Yameng has long been used to being asked this question, and she was not annoyed by being interrupted to introduce herself. She replied calmly: "I thought that one day I would be called that, so I should get used to it in advance."
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Yan Qing praised: "The mentality is good."
"I don't think he is very strict. Is he a smiling tiger type in private? This is different from the online reviews..."
Zhang Yameng muttered secretly and continued: "Well, Teacher Yan Qing, I'll continue then, I'll finish..."
Yan Qing simply stretched out his hand to interrupt her performance: "From now on, just call me Brother Qing. Welcome to join our studio, classmate Lao Zhang."
In this way, Zhang Yameng, whose fingertips on her right hand were held by Yan Qingxu, easily passed the most difficult level emphasized by Mr. Miao.
Miao Miao took Zhang Yameng to the general manager's office to sign a three-year labor relations contract without a probationary period.
The content of the contract was so binding on employees that Zhang Yameng couldn't help but feel worried about her employer's professional capabilities.
Accompanied by Mr. Miao personally, Zhang Yameng chose one of the three vacant offices on the second floor as his own office.
In the empty office, Mr. Miao said in a soft voice without authority that because she had misjudged the recruitment process, she had not yet had time to order office desks, chairs, computers and other equipment.
Smiling and indicating that it was okay, Zhang Yameng thought to herself: "My general manager is very cute! It seems that this trip to the imperial capital is a very nice decision."
What surprised Zhang Yameng even more was that the studio's standard onboarding process for new employees also included one item: assigning dormitories...
Miao Miao was assigned a suite with a living room on the second floor of the "Yan Qing Studio Staff Dormitory Building" on the left side of the inner courtyard.
With some curiosity, Zhang Yameng walked through the living room and entered the bedroom. The wallpaper, furniture and ambient lights were all light pink. In the middle of the bedroom was an off-white princess bed with lace curtains and bed curtains.
Zhang Yameng glanced at Miao Miao, then let go of the aluminum alloy suitcase she was pushing, and walked to the bed to test the softness of the mattress springs with her hands.
Zhang Yameng sat down on the edge of the mattress with satisfaction and said cheerfully: "Actually, when I was young, I also dreamed that I could have such a princess bed."
"The rooms are all decorated in the same style. Our studio's rule is that each employee will be assigned a dormitory..."
Miao Miao tried her best to straighten her back and looked straight at Zhang Yameng who was sitting on the white princess bed.
She tried to emphasize as seriously as possible: "But we do not force employees to live in the company."
Zhang Yameng understood: "This is already very good. I originally planned to take time to ask an agent to view the house. I heard that houses in Shichahai are not easy to rent."
Miao Miao was stunned, nodded, then raised her head and looked around the bedroom: "But these wallpapers really don't match the forest style of you, so I feel aggrieved."
"It's okay, who isn't a little princess~"
Zhang Yameng smiled brightly and made a joke casually: "It's not like the nonsense joke on Whispering. It was deliberately designed to be weird and careful so that others don't want to live in it."
Miao Miao's cheeks were slightly red, and she denied it flatly: "It's not my decoration style!"
Zhang Yameng was confused: "???"
"Lao Zhang, please pack your luggage first. I'll call you at dinner time. We'll organize computers, office desks, chairs and other equipment tomorrow morning."
Miao Miao was so embarrassed that she explained in a loud voice, then turned to go out.
Zhang Yameng stood up and sent Miao Miao out of the dormitory. She laughed and regretted in her heart: "What should I do? I offended the lovely general manager on my first day of employment."
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"Damn it, how could Lao Zhang know about the golden idea that Whispering had written a few years ago?"
Miao Miao, who went downstairs alone, also secretly resented that talking too much would lead to mistakes. She couldn't help but slander Zhang Yameng: "I like to whisper, which is a plus for my shortcomings!"