Chapter 7 Elite or Waste Firewood?

Standing on the podium of the spacious conference room with a capacity of 500 people, Zales (Zamuk's father), the chairman of the Les Group, cleared his throat and said: "Good morning, my dear young friends! I am honored to meet you today, I am the chairman of the Les Financial Group. Our Les Group is mainly engaged in non-ferrous metal futures and securities and many other financial businesses related to it, and is the largest private financial group company in Islam. The reason why we have been a leader in the industry is that we have regarded people as our most valuable asset since the beginning of our founding. In my eyes, there are only two kinds of people in this world – the poor and the rich. The poor are lazy, stupid, and unmotivated, while the rich are industrious, wise, and far-sighted. The poor will only work for money all their lives, while the rich will let the money work for them and then enjoy a high quality of life. Congratulations to all of you who are the best of the prestigious schools that we have screened from tens of thousands of resumes across the country, which means that you have one foot in the world of the rich. I hope that after the next internship period, I can see everyone here. In this way, we can create and enjoy a better tomorrow together in the days to come!Okay, that's the end of my nag, let's start our group exams with Eric, the group's HR director. With that, he beckoned to the HR director in the audience.

"Okay, the assistants have already handed out the exam papers and pens to everyone. Let's start the exam now, which lasts 90 minutes. After answering the questionnaire and handing it to me, you can leave, and tomorrow we will inform you of the specific registration department after each person is grouped. Eric said.

"I thought I wouldn't have to take the exam after the college entrance examination. It seems that reality is always so skinny!" Mike whispered to Zamuk next to him. Zamuk smiled helplessly at him. Most of the exam questions were about professional knowledge of economics, and Mike was completely blind, and the long 90 minutes were simply torturous for him. Looking at the people around me who were in a hurry to study, I had to pretend to think hard, but it was okay to pretend to be 3 minutes, and it was really tiring to pretend to be 90 minutes. Tired Mike fell asleep unconsciously... When he woke up, everyone was gone. Only the examiner who woke him up was left and him.

In the evening, the second sister brought out a large plate of stewed noodles from the kitchen. "Haha, I said it was so fragrant, it turned out to be braised noodles~" Mike rubbed it over when he found the taste.

"Hey, hey~ You kid didn't wash your hands again, go wash it before you can eat!" The second sister hurriedly dodged the noodles to the other side

That's when Mike's phone rang. He picked it up and looked at it, and it was Zamuk.

"Hey, Master Mack. My dad went too far, he insisted on only grouping according to the evaluation, and begged him for a long time to refuse to transfer you to the same group as me, saying that he couldn't break the rules. Hey, but I'll go to your group to see you if I'm fine. Zamuk said angrily on the other end of the phone.

After being reminded by Zamuk, Mike saw that he had missed a message just now. He flipped through the interface and saw that it said that he would be in the third set of reports at 8 a.m. tomorrow.

"Oh, I just saw the message. It's okay, your father gave the green light to join the company. It's the same for every group. Don't be angry with your father, let's meet tomorrow and we'll talk. Mike reassured

"Alright then, we'll meet tomorrow and we'll talk, 88. Zamuk replied.

"Whose phone is it?" asked the second sister in a strange tone.

"Where do you want to go, second sister! It's a man, a rich male classmate, just to ask about tomorrow's internship. Not to mention him, he doesn't have an extra nostril or anything like us, let's eat it! I've been drumming in my stomach for a long time!" Mike said impatiently

The second sister frowned and stared at Mike, obviously she didn't have any interest in whether Mike's classmates were rich or not, but was trying to remember whether the voice on the other end of the phone was male or female.

In fact, Mike and Zamuk didn't know that this seemingly random group test was actually arranged by Zamuk's father in advance. Zha's father knew his son's intention of recommending Mike to come to the company for an internship, thinking that since he couldn't stop his son, it would be better to follow him first, and when they entered the company, he would have full confidence that his son would see how overstretched and unbearable the so-called martial arts champion was in today's business society, so his son's martial arts dream would naturally fade away. That's why he was so happy to say yes to the internship. The third group in this legend is the first thunder that Daddy planted for Mike. And why chose this third group out of 8 groups, the answer Mike will know tomorrow.