merely a case of mistaken identity. Even if he had appeared here, such thoughts made her heart race...But without doubt, this kind of near-impossible situation was nothing more than her own unrealisti...Chapter Thirty-Five: Demonic Goblins and Serpent Spirits
Sitting idly in his current spot was starting to feel tedious. With a lot of time before the official recruitment process began, Su Can decided to leave the venue and go for a walk.
The mood was somewhat gloomy as he reached the entrance. The Facebook Chinese recruitment had yet to bear fruit; there were only fifty positions available, so every single person's future development at Facebook Chinese held significant weight. Therefore, it could be understood how much Su Can valued this recruitment process. He faced Qiao Shuxin and others with a casual and humorous attitude, as if millions of troops could be wiped out in the blink of an eye through laughter alone. Only he knew that failure would mean his million-dollar assets being instantly obliterated.
This time, Facebook had invested two million US dollars to support the establishment of Facebook Chinese, taking up 40% shares. Su Can personally invested twenty million RMB to build Facebook Chinese. Necessary funds were essential; in the future, Renren.com was acquired by Chen Yizhou's Qiandao Interactive due to a lack of financial liquidity and had to be sold for several million US dollars. Who knew that Renren would become the largest investment in China’s internet industry.
However, it seemed Facebook USA had stirred up some people. After Su Can went through normal procedures to establish Facebook Chinese, he received several calls from certain influential figures in regulatory departments before the recruitment fair started, hoping to arrange for a few individuals to be hired. Their ranks were not high—around department or division level—but they could exert considerable pressure on Su Can.
One of them was Guo Yuhui, deputy director of the Internet News Management Department under the municipal government’s Information Office. Familiar with the ropes, Lin Guangdong handled connecting all the dots for Facebook Chinese, but he found dealing with Guo Yuhui quite a headache; it's no wonder, as even though this era had less developed internet compared to later times, there were still massive numbers of various networks in cities, making it an important and powerful position.
On that same day, someone called Su Can. The first thing out of their mouth was, "Are you the founder of Facebook Chinese" Although Su Can was irritated by this condescending tone, he patiently replied, “Yes. Who are you”
"This is the Municipal Government's Information Office, Guo Yuhui. Ask your Lin Guangdong who I am. Tomorrow there’s a recruitment fair; I’d like to recommend someone to join you. It doesn’t matter if they’re not hired; just consider them for an internship. Come early tomorrow."
This deputy director spoke quite shrewdly, but his logic was akin to that of a bandit: within three sentences, he had clearly conveyed the message that someone would come under his name tomorrow at Facebook, and Su Can should arrange accordingly—clearly not casually, or else there’d be consequences.
This is the most outrageous. Besides, there are some other people who speak tactfully, but most of them have the ability to cause trouble for this minor platform, FaceBook Chinese.
Su Cen cannot help feeling suffocated. Facebook has indeed swept across American college students as a social networking site, and the establishment of FaceBook Chinese in America is well-documented. Facebook also opens external links for promotion and hype.
Those who know about it↓a肥 (a derogatory term) and have some foresight and background influence would naturally eye his turf and use their connections to get involved.
But what puzzles Su Cen is how coincidental this situation seems. It feels like they are all gathering together, leaving him with a nagging sense of something being off, yet he can't pinpoint why. The time had reached around 9 AM.
The heavy gloom that had been weighing on his mind was swept away by the sight of Nan University students streaming out of the campus gates, dressed formally. Even those who had spent years in their dorms as recluse men shaved off their beards and wore clean clothes.
Female students were either in skirts or office lady outfits. Some even took off their glasses frames to wear contact lenses. They crossed the street one by one, drawing attention from drivers waiting at traffic lights who couldn't help but look at them curiously.
The buses stopping two blocks away from Holiday Hotel were more packed than usual, which puzzled bus drivers familiar with this route. They thought that it was natural for people to come out on weekends, but there wasn’t much commercial activity here, and most of the areas near Nan University were still just plans laid out by the municipal government. Why would anyone come here to go shopping
Just like at those exhibition centers, groups from different cities gathered together.
"Student, are you going in If not, please move aside so others can pass. You're blocking the way," said a man politely as he tried to part Su Cen. There were four men and three women in their group, both of whom looked pretty and were popular among the guys. Even this polite fellow seemed eager to impress them. They were graduates from Shang University who came here together after discussing e (a company worth billions in America).
Su Cen hurriedly made way, and his phone rang. After answering, it was Qiao Shuxin's call: "I'm here, I'm here; there are really a lot of people. I see many people down below. Where are you" Qiao Shuxin was on the third-floor lobby looking down from a large window, unable to hide his excitement.
"I'm downstairs too. There are indeed many people. It's not even ten o'clock yet; it will probably be more crowded later. I'll come up right away." After hanging up the phone, Su Cen noticed that half of the four men and three women were staring at his phone with wide eyes. Given the time period, mobile phones hadn't become widespread; ordinary college students didn’t even have them, let alone some white-collar workers who still carried around just a single BP (beeper) machine.
But this kind of scrutiny was brief. The four men and three women naturally wouldn’t miss the opportunity to go upstairs. Among these men, there were those who disapproved of Su Cen taking out his phone, whispering to their companions, "What's he trying to show off"
As more people arrived, Holiday Hotel was proactive in organizing reception staff dressed in uniforms to welcome and guide the guests at the entrance. The recruitment event became a special performance for FaceBook Chinese. Of course, this also helped increase the hotel’s visibility.
Similarly, the hotel's general manager wasn't unfamiliar with Su Cen. After all, Holiday Hotel’s chairman was an old Nan University alumnus and a member of the FEEc club at Nan University. Recently, Su Cen had been quite active in the FEEc club, making him one of the most notable figures currently. As such, the hotel gave Su Cen an 80% discount for renting their meeting hall.
Su Cen stood to the side and watched as these people, some young and naive, others worldly or somewhat wizened, poured in with confidence. He felt a sense of accomplishment well up inside him. Only through personal experience could one truly appreciate this moment; it was a situation he had created since his rebirth.
At this point, more cars were arriving. Unlike before, now some of these vehicles weren’t parked at the curb but instead in the hotel’s parking lot. The majority of those getting out were between twenty and thirty years old—likely white-collar workers with their own cars. If not for the resumes they held, Su Cen wouldn't have believed that these people were there to apply.
One BMW parked nearby contained three young individuals in their mid-twenties. As they got out of the car on the right side of the parking area, one said, "My Uncle Director Gong from the government’s press office will help me; I just need to hand over a letter of introduction to the manager, and it's basically done. Soon, I'll be working at Mei Luo Building. Wow, there are so many people here. Are you waiting for me down below or coming up with me"
The three glanced at Su Cen, who was staring at them. All three were well-dressed; the nephew of Director Gong wore a racing suit, while another woman had an attractive figure and face. As they got out of their BMW, it naturally drew attention. They gave Su Cen a quick glance but clearly didn’t give him a second look, considering him just another passerby. Then, the three decided to go up together to meet the FaceBook Chinese manager and entered the hotel.
Su Cen was also feeling annoyed at this moment, thinking that even if someone presented him a warrant signed by the Heavenly King himself, he would still need to go through an interview. He wondered who exactly were the strange and sinister figures coming today.
Just as Su Cen intended to enter, he suddenly stopped in his tracks when he saw an Audi car pulling up at the entrance. The driver got out of the vehicle and opened the door for someone sitting next to him in the front passenger seat; it was Liu Zhensheng who walked down from the car along with a middle-aged man wearing a plaid shirt, both tall and slender. They were chatting amiably, but they gave Su Cen an intimidating aura.
Su Cen could almost guarantee that the person next to Liu Zhensheng had a complex background; his countenance exuded authority yet remained cautious, indicating someone who has been immersed in political circles for many years.
As they walked with grace and poise, when Liu Zhensheng got out of the car and glanced at Su Cen, he did not greet him but focused on talking to the man next to him as if they were strangers. In that moment, Su Cen immediately understood that Liu Zhensheng's visit was malicious.
He also instantly realized why he had encountered numerous obstacles; presumably after Lin Guangdong’s magazine publicized the news about the establishment of Facebook Chinese by recruitment, it was something even詹化等人所預料不到的。於是接下來後招就來了。
難怪最近各方牛鬼蛇神都要插一手刁難他蘇燦，原來是因為對手的緣故，對方自然有辦法對付他。詹化在上海根基深厚，他的資本力量涉足之處，官商勾結自不必說，而是某種權貴與資本的結合。
在這種權貴資本的背景下，詹化的能量可想而知，就算那些拖蘇燦後腿的小打小鬨並非他親自授意，但總會有人示好邀功，選擇發泄鬥爭矛頭和對象。
劉振生對蘇燦不服氣，對詹化說這個小子能創造幾億財富也不服氣，所以最近他的興趣放在了打壓這個在美國創造了臉譜網，並打算大舉進軍清華企業園收購不少盤的傢夥身上。
而某種程度上來說，打擊蘇燦也並非完全出於私人泄憤；如果不能掌控臉譜中文，那麼讓他走不遠，扶持另外的人，在這塊領域獲取蛋糕似乎也不賴。這又是一個讓人無法淡然處之的局麵。
It's no wonder that recently, various sinister figures from all sides have been trying to刁難 him, Su Cen. It was because of the opponent he chose; they naturally had a way to deal with him. Zhan Hua has deep roots in Shanghai, and wherever his capital power reaches, collusion between officials and businessmen is commonplace. However, it's more about the combination of power and capital.
Against this backdrop of powerful capital, one can only imagine the influence Zhan Hua wields. Even if those small setbacks that have been hindering Su Cen were not directly ordered by him, there are always people who want to curry favor or take credit or choose someone to vent their frustrations on.
Liu Zhensheng is不服氣蘇燦，對詹化說這個小子能夠創造幾億財富也不服氣，所以最近他把興趣放在了打壓這個在美國創造了臉譜網，並打算大舉進軍清華企業園收購不少盤的傢夥身上。
而某種程度上來說，打擊蘇燦也並非完全出於私人泄憤；如果不能掌控臉譜中文，那麼讓他走不遠，扶持另外的人，在這塊領域獲取蛋糕似乎也不賴。這又是一個讓人無法淡然處之的局麵。
Liu Zhensheng is不服氣Su Cen and also不服氣that this young man can create billions of wealth. Recently, his interest has been focused on suppressing the person who created Facebook in America and plans to boldly enter Tsinghua Enterprise Park for a large-scale acquisition.
In some sense, the attack on Su Cen is not entirely out of personal spite; if he cannot control Facebook Chinese, making him lose momentum, fostering another individual in this field seems like a reasonable alternative. This is yet another situation that leaves one unable to remain calm.this process, Su Can saw that the middle-aged man's expression had become even more complicated and unpredictable. The woman seemed to be in shock, watching as the man she once loved turned and left w...