Su Nuo’s entrepreneur friend once said, with your personality, you’re definitely not suited to be a leader.
That was before the pandemic hit, when the startup company was thriving.
Her friend patted her on the shoulder and said, “Old Su, you’re great in every way, but you’re too soft-hearted toward those around you. You don’t have a leader’s mentality.”
What kind of leader says “It’s fine, we’re all buddies” when a subordinate makes a mistake?
Su Nuo herself admitted it.
She actually admired those cold-faced bosses in movies—decisive, calm, exuding authority with just a look or a gesture, easily accomplishing things she couldn’t.
“Very cool…”
“Huh? What’s cool about it—wait,” Su Xiao Nuo suddenly noticed something.
“Why are you crossing your legs?”
Su Nuo quickly stepped forward, calling out to Zhao Rong, “Xiao Zhao, let’s go.”
To change the subject, she even used the most unfamiliar form of address.
“Alright!”
They entered another small office.
Knowing Su Nuo needed to go Home before noon, Zhao Rong didn’t dawdle, giving her a simple explanation of the intern’s duties.
“It seems like you have to do something, but in reality, you only need to do a little. There’s no need to force results.”
It was a bit of a tongue twister, but as a former Shijian Shenghuo, Su Nuo understood, as well as the true nature of this “lottery project.”
“Even so, wouldn’t it be more suitable to find someone else?”
The girl still wanted to refuse.
“I definitely can’t give it my all.”
She was busy taking care of the Lin family sisters—arranging meals and lodging, accompanying them in activities, and dealing with her parents.
“But you definitely won’t be bribed. That’s important.”
Zhao Rong gestured toward the previous office.
“The ones called in today were all double-crossers.”
“……”
In the end, Su Nuo agreed, because the job Zhao Rong described was too free—just form a team as you like, make some works, and upload them online.
As soon as they stepped out, Su Xiao Nuo said tearfully, “Su Nuo, don’t become a Welfare Ji, okay?”
Su Nuo had black lines all over her head.
“Is that the kind of person I am in your eyes?”
“But you mentioned that kind of idea on your first day here.”
“That’s called borderline, not Welfare Ji. One can go on a legitimate platform, the other can’t. There’s a big difference… and I’m not even borderline.”
Hearing this, Su Xiao Nuo wiped her tears, blinking at her.
“So what are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. We’ll see. But first, we need people.”
Su Nuo entered the elevator, watching the numbers go down one by one, and couldn’t help but recall the glory days from ten years ago.
Well, it wasn’t that glorious. It was just a few college students gathering for shared interests.
The Teacher said they had to do something, so they tinkered with some fun things.
Back then, they didn’t even know it was called self-media—just that making things together was fun.
“I’m in,” Su Xiao Nuo declared immediately.
“I’ll be your first assistant!”
“With you like this, how can you be an assistant?”
“Why not? Creation uses brains. Coincidentally, that’s my specialty now.”
Really.
Su Nuo wanted to say your creativity might not be helpful, since official platforms don’t allow glue-pasting, but after thinking about it, she let it go and replied, “Fine.”
It only took two words to coax a little cutie—pretty cost-effective.
Su Xiao Nuo became excited, as if she already saw herself creating with Su Nuo.
She began making plans for the team.
“Besides us, who else are you thinking of?”
Su Nuo found the question interesting, because for her, it could be rephrased more simply—who could she find?
“Let’s think about it when we get back.”
The city roads were busy, making it inconvenient to hail a taxi.
Zhao Rong offered to drive her back.
The two left the elevator together, passing the Main Lounge where classmates were still waiting inside.
“Manager Zhao~”
Teacher Li stood at the door and called Zhao Rong.
“Excuse me, have the assessment candidates arrived?”
Zhao Rong paused mid-stride, realizing she had forgotten something.
“Just a moment, it’s being arranged. There’s a meeting in the Company today, so the relevant people are still in their offices.”
She said.
Su Xiao Nuo muttered, “Full of lies. This is a Zhaopian Gongsi. You should just leave and never come back.”
“This is adult language. It’s normal diplomatic speech.”
Su Nuo responded.
“You’ll see more of it once you start working.”
Su Xiao Nuo snorted, “I think you just can’t let go of Lin Yingluo’s black silk legs and her tight skirt’s great valley!”
“……”
Su Nuo realized that lately, she was being left speechless by Su Xiao Nuo more and more often.
Sure enough, the one who knows you best isn’t always the worm in your stomach—sometimes, it’s the little cutie in your head.
In reality, Zhao Rong also felt it was a bit perfunctory, so after some thought, she took out her phone.
“How about this, Teacher Li? I’ll send you a website. Forward it to the students and have them fill in the information to register.”
“Alright.”
Teacher Li quickly complied, and the other students also took out their phones to access the registration form.
At that moment, Wen Yan stepped forward with a smile.
“Hello, Manager Zhao. May I ask how Su Nuo passed the assessment? I’d like to learn from her.”
She looked every bit the model student, but in society, adults saw through her immediately.
Zhao Rong just replied, “Miss Su has outstanding qualities. She’s the talent our Company needs.”
Su Nuo took out her phone, tapped a few times, then walked over to Wen Yan and spoke with a troubled look.
“Sigh, I forgot I already passed, so I didn’t need to fill it out, but I still did.”
Hearing this, Wen Yan craned her neck to peek at the screen.
On the registration form, under ‘strengths’, there were only two characters—
[Big chest]
“Ho…how is that possible?”
Su Nuo put her phone away without saying more, only leaving a soft chuckle as she walked away, leaving Wen Yan frozen in place.
Why?
Could it be true?
If not, why did she get through after being glanced at a few times without doing anything?
But aren’t big Companies supposed to value ability?
Wen Yan didn’t know if what she said was true. She only knew she might not sleep tonight.
“Good, good, good! Feels great!”
Su Xiao Nuo was in high spirits.
“She needed to be put in her place!”
For three years, this girl had constantly nitpicked her—using all kinds of moral, honor, and responsibility blackmail.
Now, with revenge finally served, life felt more complete.
The little cutie sighed again.
“Su Nuo, you’re wonderful. If only you weren’t so fickle.”
Su Nuo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“If I weren’t fickle… ahem, I mean, without a big sister, I couldn’t have taught her a lesson today, right?”
“You could just be heartless, like a soulless Ai Tou machine.”
“I refuse.”
A while later, Zhao Rong came out and drove Su Nuo back to Lin Yingluo’s Home.
“Madam, take care. If you need anything, just message me~”