The receptionist at Yunchang Pharmaceutical Company has been working as a receptionist for two years and hasn't acquired many other skills besides being good at judging people.
As soon as someone walks in, with just a glance, she can tell if this person has money, has power, or is of any use to her.
Moreover, this receptionist is already in her twenties this year and has never been in a relationship. She is single-mindedly determined to find a wealthy and powerful boyfriend to escape the circle of poverty.
Therefore, all she sees is money and power, yet she makes things as difficult as possible for those as poor as herself.
So, upon first seeing Wang Yan, she immediately judged that Wang Yan must be new to such a sizable enterprise like Yunchang Pharmaceutical Company, thus categorizing Wang Yan as someone she could most ignore.
"You, over here? What are you doing here?" The receptionist rudely asked Wang Yan.
"I'm here to work, I'm a presenter," Wang Yan felt the receptionist's impoliteness, but he ignored her attitude due to his good mood.
"Hmph, turns out you're here to be a salesman, so young yet not studying properly—" The receptionist, with a stern face, was about to lecture Wang Yan.
Just then, suddenly the door opened and a young man dressed in a suit walked in.
Upon seeing this suited man, the receptionist's face instantly bloomed like a peach blossom, her eyes immediately gleaming.
She quickly pointed impatiently to a row of chairs and said, "Go wait over there, someone will arrange work for you shortly."
Saying this, the receptionist hurriedly waved her hand, implying Wang Yan should leave quickly.
When Wang Yan turned his head, he saw indeed a row of chairs next to him, with seven youths of his age sitting there.
However, upon closer look, these youths were simply dressed, unlike those who seemed wealthy.
Though there were seven people, six sat together while another skinny and dark-skinned youth sat far off in a corner, his eyes shimmering with a lonely light. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet
Seeing this lonely light in the skinny youth's eyes made Wang Yan feel an immediate sense of resonance; back in the mountains, apart from his master, he was alone.
His master often came and went unpredictably like a Divine Dragon, so Wang Yan was often alone, feeling as isolated as this youth.
Thus, Wang Yan didn't choose to sit with those six, instead sitting next to the skinny youth.
Upon Wang Yan sitting beside the skinny youth, the other six youths showed disdain and turned their heads away, no longer paying attention to Wang Yan.
Wang Yan sneered inwardly, a few youths already learning to form cliques.
Seeing Wang Yan sitting beside him, the skinny youth immediately shifted over slightly, giving Wang Yan more space, even showing a hint of panic.
Wang Yan turned to the youth with a slight smile.
Seeing Wang Yan's smile, the youth appeared flattered and immediately grinned, showing white teeth as he smiled back at Wang Yan.
"My name's Wang Yan, what's yours?" Wang Yan asked.
The skinny youth hesitated, and after a while, said in a very low voice, "I… I have no name, they all call me Three Bucks."
"Why are you called that?" Wang Yan asked curiously.
The skinny youth lowered his head deeply and after a while, said, "Because I have no parents, I'm an orphan, so I don't know my surname or my name. They say my life is worth only three bucks, so they call me Three Bucks."
Wang Yan pressed his lips and nodded, then patted the skinny youth saying, "I'm similar to you. Although I have parents, I've never seen them either. Cheer up; perhaps our parents are somewhere in the world watching over us."
The skinny youth raised his head, his eyes sparkling with a glittering light, "Do you really think so?"
Wang Yan lifted his head, looking at the clear blue sky outside, nodding seriously, "Yes, I always felt that way."
The skinny youth's eyes immediately showed a hint of vigor, and a real smile appeared on his face.
"From now on, I'll call you San."
"Okay!" Hearing this name, the skinny youth's eyes lit up even more, and he nodded vigorously.
At this moment, the man in the suit who had just entered had walked over to the reception desk, and the receptionist immediately lit up with a peach-like blush, grinning from ear to ear, her right hand constantly fiddling with her hair, forming an ostensibly enticing yet truly disgusting posture.
San whispered to Wang Yan, "That guy is called Zhao Qing, he's the sales manager here, he's in charge of us. That lady is Xiaoqian, she's the receptionist here. Xiaoqian is very enthusiastic towards Manager Zhao Qing, seems like she's trying to pursue Manager Zhao Qing."
Wang Yan nodded, listening. San had worked here for a while, so he was quite familiar with the company's affairs and soon told Wang Yan everything about the personnel at the company.
At this time, Manager Zhao Qing walked over, looked at Wang Yan, San, and the others, and said, "Today's task is to promote a powerful healthy body strengthening medicine, same rules as before, ten bucks commission for each bottle recommended, if not a single bottle is sold, not only no commission but no meals either, understood?"
The other six people immediately laughed ingratiatingly, constantly nodding in agreement.
Zhao Qing then spoke sternly, "Today I will go with you, everyone start preparing to leave."
Upon hearing Zhao Qing wanted to go, the receptionist Xiaoqian hurriedly walked over, sticking close to Zhao Qing, saying, "Manager Zhao, so you're going too, why don't you bring me along."
Zhao Qing was troubled, "But who will manage the reception desk?"
Xiaoqian pouted, "Who cares about the reception, our company doesn't get many people coming in or out anyway, Brother Zhao, take me along—I can still take care of you—you're a big manager, how can you not have a personal secretary?"
Upon hearing Xiaoqian's soft and seductive voice, Zhao Qing immediately chuckled dumbly, saying, "Alright, alright, let's go together."
Upon hearing Zhao Qing agreed, Xiaoqian immediately clapped her hands in joy and excitement.
Seeing Xiaoqian's charming demeanor, the six youths beside her were immediately entranced.
As Xiaoqian returned to the reception to tidy up and touch up her makeup, the youths began discussing, "Sister Xiaoqian is really beautiful!"
"Of course, if Sister Xiaoqian spoke to me like that, dying would be worth it," another youth said.
"Hmph, you're dreaming, wanting to eat swan meat like a toad, probably you should become a manager first then talk."
The six youths chatted away, but in their words, they all expressed envy towards Xiaoqian and Zhao Qing.
At this moment, suddenly Wang Yan's phone rang. Wang Yan pulled it out of his pocket, revealing a cell phone.
Seeing this phone, Wang Yan couldn't help but chuckle, it was something Beiming Xue had forcibly stuffed into his pocket before he left, saying it was for communication convenience, but Wang Yan didn't even know how to use it.
Watching Wang Yan fumble with the phone, unable to even turn it on, the surrounding six people couldn't help but mock him.
Finally, with San's help, Wang Yan opened the phone, finding it was a text message.
San looked at the text message and said, "Brother Wang, seems like your girlfriend texted saying she's coming to bring you lunch at noon."
Wang Yan nodded; it seemed Beiming Xue was coming to see him at noon.
San's words were overheard by the other youths who immediately laughed loudly, "Country bumpkin, can't even use a cell phone, yet has a girlfriend."
"Yeah, we'll see at noon what kind of ugly monster his girlfriend is."
(Thanks to "Anonymous" and "," for the generous rewards in Guo Ba's most needed moments—true friends, thank you. Slept too late yesterday, woke up early today and wanted to explode with energy, but upon looking at the vote count, exhaustion returned, guess I'll nap first then…)