"Mr. Xiao, we will notify you if there is any news," Cheng Su said with a smile, extending her hand towards Xiao Pinshan. "I hope we have the chance to work together."
Xiao Pinshan also extended his hand with a smile.
"Xiao Ya, please see Senior Xiao out," Cheng Su called out to Ying Xiaoya.
Ying Xiaoya responded crisply.
Cheng Su was still flipping through Xiao Pinshan’s résumé. There were no computers yet, so résumés were handwritten. His was written with a fountain pen, sharp and forceful, his characters bold and powerful, neat and proper, without a single error.
They say handwriting reflects the person, and Xiao Pinshan’s penmanship was indeed impressive. Good handwriting with no mistakes showed attentiveness, and after this round of conversation, he seemed quite steady.
Ying Xiaoya came back, rushed to Cheng Su, and eagerly asked, "How is it? Susu, did our Senior make a good impression on you?"
"What, did your Senior ask you to inquire for him?" Cheng Su raised an eyebrow.
"Not really, I just find it quite miraculous and coincidental. Let me tell you, our Senior is a legend at our university," Ying Xiaoya said.
Cheng Su’s interest was piqued, and she patted the sofa beside her. "Oh? What kind of legend? Do tell."
Ying Xiaoya sat down and began, "Senior Xiao comes from a rural background. I heard he didn’t even have money for college and earned it by carrying bricks for others. During university, he was also diligent in working part-time, taking on five odd jobs to support himself while also helping to manage school affairs. Despite this, he always ranked at the top academically, never placing second, and he received scholarships every year until graduation."
And that Xiao Pinshan, at thirty-three years old, was at least a college student from ten years ago, an even rarer breed from the 1970s.
"Romantic as it may have been, isn’t he divorced now? Is it from that senior sister of yours? They have a child, don’t they?" Cheng Su said.
Ying Xiaoya sighed and said, "That’s true. They have a daughter, already eight years old. I didn’t inquire too deeply about why they divorced—it doesn’t feel right to ask too much about a senior with such seniority, someone I’m not very familiar with. I just find it surprising that he ended up at our company and is an alumnus too."
"The world is neither too big nor too small, but if it’s meant to be, people will meet. There’s nothing too extraordinary about it," Cheng Su said, shrugging her shoulders.
"That’s true. So, I’m asking you, what do you think about Senior Xiao? I tell you, he’s truly an exceptional person. Our university still records his past achievements. In terms of management, I think he’d be good," Ying Xiaoya earnestly promoted.

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