Ren Yuanhao took a brief look at the woman in charge of recruitment, concluding she was likely a member of the Pei Group's inner circle.
Her skin was tanned, her hair pulled back into a neat ponytail, framing an oval face with sharp brows that were like a knife, capable of cutting deeply if one dared to approach. Her high nose bridge, pointed chin, and cool-toned lips gave her an aloof and distant aura.
Her presence bore some resemblance to Ye Lan's, though only in similarity, with a vast difference in their true beauty.
Yet, this woman exuded absolute confidence in her appearance, opting for a bare face. Tiny freckles were even visible beneath her eyelids.
Her left hand rested on the desk while she continuously flipped through the resume Ren Yuanhao had submitted. The deeper she went, the tighter her frown became.
"Fluent in 12 languages, including English, French, German, Japanese, and Russian?"
The woman's question sounded like an accusation.
This expression was not unexpected by Ren Yuanhao. However, he worried about how he would fare if she decided to test him later.
Just as he was contemplating this, the system's pleasant voice flashed in his mind.
"Ding ding, Language Master talent fully activated, Mind Reading talent assisting. Free combat~ well, let's skip that, after all, your physical strength is already monstrous for an ordinary person."
Ren Yuanhao chuckled inwardly, then felt a cool sensation spread through his body. As far as his eyes could see, strange data surged into his brain like lines of code.
"Damn, is this the power of the Mind Reading buff? It feels no different from being a peeping tom!"
The first thing he perceived was that the woman opposite him had an unusual sexual orientation.
"Hmph, no wonder she has a face like that; she's a lesbian."
Ren Yuanhao couldn't help but let a faint smile grace his lips. To the woman, however, this smile was blatant provocation.
"What are you smiling about? I'm asking you a question!"
Ren Yuanhao didn't mind lesbians. The reason for his smile was the wedding ring on the woman's left ring finger. Judging by the indentation, she rarely took it off. This meant she was aggressively signaling to the outside world that she was married, repelling all male advances, all to better approach women.
"If her husband found out, he'd probably die of anger on the spot."
"Woman, keep it down," Ren Yuanhao, still with a playful expression, suddenly stood up from his chair. "Look, I'm not the only one who wants to join the marketing department. Wouldn't you agree?"
The woman's face paled, as if she had been seen through by this man. Her tanned cheeks flushed slightly, and she immediately retaliated to cover up, "What do you mean?"
"Oh? Interesting. Isn't there a surveillance camera here? Do I have to spell it out for you?"
Ren Yuanhao twisted his neck, a colder glint flashing in his eyes than hers.
"Hmph, you want to go to the marketing department too?" The woman deliberately avoided Ren Yuanhao's sharp, knife-like gaze and quickly changed the subject.
"Of course. Liberating countless young women is my undeniable responsibility," Ren Yuanhao leaned forward, his smile unwavering. "Don't you think so?"
The woman couldn't help but take a step back, her expression changing. After spending five to six years in a high-level HR department like the Pei Group, this was the first time she had been 'controlled' by an applicant!
She composed herself, her heaving chest ready to test Ren Yuanhao with her proud command of five languages.
However, when five languages, even more fluent than hers, poured out of Ren Yuanhao's mouth, she knew she had completely lost.
"Who exactly are you? Let me remind you," the woman suddenly lowered her voice, "the marketing department is a dangerous place. Anyone who knows a little about the group avoids it like the plague."
Unexpectedly, a hint of provocation flashed in Ren Yuanhao's eyes again. "Are you showing concern for me?"
"You!" The woman's heartstrings seemed to have been lightly plucked by Ren Yuanhao, emitting a chord called affection.
"What's wrong with me? How could I be interested in a man?"
Ren Yuanhao didn't give her time to bask in her daze and continued, "Beautiful lady, I'm in a hurry. Can you tell me the result now?"
The woman retracted her killer aura, her tone finally softening due to her emotional shift. "For talent like yours, I believe you can achieve great things at Pei Group, but~" she leaned forward, whispering into Ren Yuanhao's ear, "Never provoke the women in the marketing department. They rely on the CEO's backing. For a newcomer like you, it's best to play along. Also, if you don't want to die, don't set your sights on them."
Ren Yuanhao smirked wickedly. "Got it, beautiful lady. Thanks for the concern. Can I buy you a coffee sometime?"
"Sure, do you need to start your internship today?" the woman replied readily.
"Of course."
The interview lasted only five minutes, and Ren Yuanhao walked out of the HR department. The men on either side, filled with apprehension and nervousness, leaned forward, asking, "Kid, which department did you apply for? Did you get accepted?"
"Marketing department. I made it."
Ren Yuanhao snapped his fingers, completely oblivious to the schadenfreude on the faces of the men beside him, and swaggered into the elevator.
The marketing department was located on the 8th floor of the building, just one floor below the CEO's office. This was likely arranged by the current acting CEO, Pei Qing, for his convenience in accessing his 'harem.'
As soon as he stepped into the hallway, a refreshing floral scent wafted towards him. The sweltering summer breeze was replaced by a cool, pleasant one. Although it was daytime, the ornate crystal palace lamps on either side were as bright as ever, displaying red, yellow, blue, and purple hues, reminiscent of springtime and blooming flowers. The oil paintings hanging on the walls instantly elevated the entire floor's prestige.
Ren Yuanhao habitually reached for his cigarette case, then sighed, having no choice but to quicken his pace toward the lobby.
Before he had walked a few steps, he heard the sounds of melodious chirping and warbling from the marketing department, a pleasing and refreshing symphony.
"Damn, in an environment like this, people would be willing to work even for 800 yuan a month!"
Of course, this was just his wishful thinking. As the saying goes, heaven and hell are separated by a fine line, and those who cross it die.
However, with numerous buffs at his disposal, Ren Yuanhao was unfazed by any specter or demon.
He gently pushed open the glass door and saw graceful figures flitting about like butterflies, playing left and right, their voices intoxicating. It truly felt like an emperor's private garden.
"Hi, ladies, good morning."
As Ren Yuanhao raised his hand, he saw the attractive, avian-like women cast playful glances his way. Then, a woman in a purple mini-dress raised her voice and said, "Hey, young man, I'm hungry. Can you go downstairs and buy me a strawberry ice cream and a portion of pickled chicken feet?"