The next day, a few people came for the interview.
Most of them left after asking about the salary and looking at the company's size.
The company was just over 100 square meters, indeed a bit small.
Tang ZhiLuo spent the whole morning dealing with it, barely finding anyone suitable. She rubbed her temples, "I didn't expect hiring to be this difficult."
"It's always like this, just find someone." Tang Zhixian was busy buying computers.
The person helping with this was Tang Zhixian's senior, named Jiang Yan, who was 30 years old this year, wearing a pair of thin gold-rimmed glasses, looking elegant and refined.
Jiang Yan was directing workers to install computers.
He was a successful entrepreneur with his company above theirs, on the 28th floor of the Hamman Building.
Lately, due to business issues, Tang Zhixian had grown closer to him.
Jiang Yan had a factory, and her sister planned to cooperate with him.