Chapter 63: Finding a Job Has Become Too Absurd—Even Cleaning Positions Have PhD Applicants!

At that moment, in the ICU ward, Ye Xingchen—the once-mighty God of War—felt a sudden chill creep over him.

Meanwhile, outside, Lin Beifan spoke earnestly, "Don't say things like that. Brother Ye would be heartbroken if he heard you."

"Really?" Chu Ruoxue's eyes lit up with mischief. "Then when you go see him, make sure to tell him exactly what I said!"

Lin Beifan: "..."

At this point, he was completely certain—Chu Ruoxue hated Ye Xingchen.

She despised him even more than she had in their past life!

But why?

Lin Beifan couldn't figure it out. What exactly did Ye Xingchen do to make her loathe him this much?

He let out a long sigh, looking up at the sky.

"Brother Ye, what are you doing? Even Ruoxue, the heroine, can't stand you! In the end, only I, a mere villain, remain by your side!"

Inside the ICU ward, Ye Xingchen shivered violently as an even stronger chill washed over him.

—

After finalizing his business deal with Chu Ruoxue, Lin Beifan turned his attention to his next move.

Now that he had more than enough money, it was time to invest in the real economy.

No matter how much wealth one hoarded in a bank, it was just a number on a screen—it had no real impact on the world.

Only when money was actively used—flowing into industries, creating jobs, and influencing society—did it hold true power.

When a person's words and actions could affect millions, or even tens of millions, they became an unstoppable force. No individual, organization, or country could afford to ignore them.

Lin Beifan had the capital. What he lacked now were people.

Thus, his top priority was recruitment.

As soon as his company announced job openings, countless applicants flooded in.

—

Longya Capital Headquarters

A man in black hurried into the grand office, his voice filled with excitement.

"Dragon King! Great news! Absolutely fantastic news!"

Zhao Tian, the Dragon King, was casually swirling a glass of 1982 red wine in his hand. He raised an eyebrow, his expression indifferent.

"Oh? And what, exactly, is this great news?"

"Dragon King, Lin Beifan's investment company is expanding and actively recruiting new talent!" the man in black reported eagerly. "This is the perfect opportunity for us to infiltrate his ranks!"

Zhao Tian's fingers tightened around his wine glass, and his eyes gleamed sharply.

"Now that is good news!"

Every seasoned protagonist understood the importance of knowing both oneself and one's enemy.

For days, Zhao Tian had stationed spies to monitor Lin Beifan's company, but all they had managed to gather was basic surface-level information—nothing particularly useful.

But now, they had a golden opportunity.

If their people could infiltrate Lin Beifan's company and gain his trust, they could gather highly valuable intelligence.

They could then strike Lin Beifan with absolute precision.

A cold smile played at Zhao Tian's lips as he stared into his wine glass.

"Send in my best elites to apply for the job! I want Lin Beifan's entire company…"

His smirk widened.

"…to be full of my people!"

"Understood, Dragon King!" the men in black responded in unison.

—

Lin Beifan's Company—Head Office

Lin Beifan sat in his office when the HR manager rushed in, looking bewildered.

"Mr. Lin! We have a situation!"

Lin Beifan raised an eyebrow. "What happened?"

The HR manager took a deep breath.

"We received an overwhelming number of applications… but here's the shocking part: Over 40 PhD holders, more than 80 master's degree holders, and over 300 graduates from top-tier universities have applied!"

Lin Beifan was stunned.

"Are you serious?"

The HR manager nodded, smiling wryly.

"Yes, sir. We verified their credentials through the official academic database. Their degrees are all authentic!"

He continued, "Not only that—their academic backgrounds are incredibly impressive! The minimum qualification among them is a degree from a 985 or 211 university!"

Lin Beifan's jaw almost dropped.

"…And?"

"There are also over a dozen graduates from world-renowned institutions like Harvard and Cambridge! Their resumes are so extraordinary that I actually felt nervous just reviewing them!"

Lin Beifan blinked in disbelief.

"But we're only hiring twenty people…"

"Exactly!"

Lin Beifan frowned.

"And some of those positions are for cleaning staff and front desk receptionists…"

The HR manager hesitated.

"Yes, sir. Actually… several of those PhD holders have applied for cleaning jobs."

Lin Beifan: "…"

He rubbed his temples. "…You're telling me that doctors are applying to be janitors?"

"Yes! It's true!" The HR manager wiped his forehead. "I asked them why, and they said that the competition for other positions was too fierce! So they settled for applying as cleaners!"

Lin Beifan: "…"

He let out a deep sigh.

"Job-hunting has really gotten out of hand…"

"Even janitorial positions have PhD applicants fighting over them!"

The HR manager wiped more sweat from his brow. "Mr. Lin, their qualifications are just too intimidating! As someone with only a bachelor's degree, I feel completely unqualified to make the hiring decisions! I was afraid of missing out on valuable talent, so I came straight to you!"

Lin Beifan understood the dilemma.

It was like an average student trying to grade the test of the top-ranked student.

Not only was it difficult to judge—if a mistake was made, it could cost them their job.

So the safest approach?

Report it to the boss and let him decide.

Lin Beifan patted the HR manager on the shoulder with a chuckle.

"You did well. I'll personally interview these applicants!"

"Understood, Mr. Lin!" The HR manager let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders.