Chapter 329 Did a Certain Leader on Stage Take Your Money?

Chapter 329: Did a Certain Leader on Stage Take Your Money?

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire square erupted in an uproar, and murmurs spread through the crowd.

Those who hadn’t paid attention to Su Taotao and her team’s appearances before now began pointing and whispering.

To be fair, Su Taotao aside—they had never seen such an elegant and aloof woman—but even the newly appointed Secretary was as handsome as Pan An (a legendary figure symbolizing male beauty in Chinese history), and the assistants were all far better-looking than most.

This inevitably made people question the factory’s hiring standards. For all we know, jobs here are handed out by looks!

Su Taotao smiled and picked up the megaphone, saying, “First of all, I owe my good looks to my parents, but becoming the director of this factory has nothing to do with my face—it’s all about my capabilities.

We just wanted to make a good first impression when meeting everyone today, so we brought out the best-looking folks in the factory. Who knew it’d blow up in our faces?”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Su Taotao continued, “The recruitment requirements are clearly listed. Anyone who meets them can apply for an interview. As for looks, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Picking the top candidates has nothing to do with appearance, so rest assured.”

Zhang Jingan glanced at Su Taotao in surprise, impressed by her composed and confident demeanor.

Honestly, he had initially suspected her position was largely due to nepotism, possibly through her husband’s family.

But now, it seemed that wasn’t entirely the case.

Someone in the crowd joked, “Everyone always says I’m good-looking, so I thought I had an advantage. Guess not.”

Another replied, “Cut the act. You’ve got a high school diploma, top grades every year, excellent handwriting, young and strong, and you’re handsome. If they don’t pick you, something’s up.”

“Well, I’ll take that as a blessing!”

Secretary Zhao, standing closest to them, chimed in, “What a coincidence. Some people just happen to be both highly capable and good-looking—Director Su and Secretary Zhang are prime examples.”

“Then let me ask Secretary Zhao the next question. I heard you can buy a job position for 800 yuan—is that true?”

“No way!” The crowd erupted again.

“No way, is that a thing?”

“Isn’t this supposed to be an open recruitment? How’s that fair?”

“Yeah, Secretary Zhao, this can’t be real, right?”

Secretary Zhao, who had been beaming moments ago, now went pale. “Who told you that? Who’s peddling lies? That’s absolutely false!

If anyone claims otherwise, they’re a scammer. I guarantee every worker hired will get in through fair and open recruitment—there’s no such thing as selling positions!”

Zhou Weining, who happened to be present today, pouted and said, “Who’s making up these lies? Su Taotao is famously iron-fisted and fair. Even though I’m a base employee and tight with her, if I wanted to transfer departments, I’d still have to fill out paperwork and go through the open recruitment process. If anyone dares sell positions, I’ll be the first to report them!”

“Wow, comrade, is that true?”

“Is Director Su really that fair?”

Zhou Weining widened her eyes. “Of course it’s true! Last time, our leader tried to sneak someone into her factory while she was away. The moment she returned, she showed them the door—no mercy.

She may be easy on the eyes, but when she’s angry, she takes no prisoners. Who’d dare pull strings under her watch?”

Someone nearby turned to the questioner and said, “Hear that? Who told you that? Did someone con you? Did you pay any money?”

The man shook his head, "I didn’t pay. I just heard about it."

"Who did you hear it from?"

The man glanced at the podium, hesitated, then finally shook his head and said, "You don’t know them."

"Pfft, you don’t even know them and you believed their nonsense? You almost slandered Director Su."

"There’s more than one leader up there," the man muttered under his breath.

The crowd continued to ask questions enthusiastically, and the previous issue was quickly brushed aside.

The atmosphere was lively and positive. Director Su's team handled things with wit and humor, smoothly smoothing over several awkward moments.

Xiao Lu, in particular, always had a clever remark at the right moment, making a great impression on the higher-ups.

As for Zhang Jingan, still new around here, he wasn’t very familiar with things yet. He was mostly there for show.

Secretary Zhao's team, composed of experienced, down-to-earth leaders, also contributed to the smooth proceedings.

Before they knew it, an hour or two had passed.

Director Su, Zhang Jingan, and Secretary Zhao left first, leaving Auntie Zhong and Xiao Lu behind to collect the application forms.

Several leaders teased that Director Su and Zhang Jingan were the youngest and best-looking factory leaders they’d ever seen, joking that jobs might’ve been handed out by looks.

Zhang Jingan, a smooth talker, handled schmoozing with the bosses, while Director Su slipped away, claiming she had an errand.

Not far from the square, someone stopped her: "Got a minute, Director Su?"

Director Su gave him a wary look. He looked familiar—perhaps someone who had asked a question earlier.

"What is it?" she asked.

The man made sure they were alone before whispering, "I actually did pay for a job position, but it involves certain leaders on stage. I couldn’t say it in public earlier."

Director Su looked at him in surprise, "One of the leaders up there pocketed your money?"