"Do you have work experience?" the interview manager tapped the table with his right finger. "No, not really—I just graduated." Upon hearing that work experience was required, Hengli's voice trembled slightly. "How could I have missed that? Didn't you notice our job posting required at least three years of experience?" The interview manager tapped the table with increasing force. "I learn quickly—please give me a chance to intern. I'm confident I can adapt to the company environment and meet the tasks assigned to me." Hengli answered seriously and earnestly. "Nonsense! Our company isn't a school—we need people who can hit the ground running. With such busy operations, we simply don't have time to train you. You should just go back home." The interview manager grew impatient, tossed the resume aside, and then called out, "Next, number 17!" Throughout the entire interview, the plump manager never once looked up at Hengli. Gao Liang lowered his head with resignation, his expression numb, staring呆ly at the single resume still in his hands. This was the last one—he had applied twenty-two times, sought employment twenty-two times, and yet, every time, he had been rejected. It seemed harder than ever for college graduates to find jobs this year! Many students who had moved from rural areas to cities were now returning home early due to difficulties in securing employment. As for himself, how could he bear to spend sixteen years studying, finally making it out of the countryside, only to find himself needing to go back to that poor, remote village once again? Could this city really offer him a solid foothold? What did these twenty-two rejections truly mean? Was this truly fate? Gao Liang hung his head low, walking with heavy, labored steps—feeling as though lead had been poured into his legs—each step slow and deliberate, until he finally stepped out of the employment market's gates. Gao Liang stared at the towering skyscrapers, the distant Oriental Pearl TV Tower, the bustling overpasses with vehicles flowing in and out, and the clusters of commercial buildings rising one after another, his eyes filled with despair. "Such a big city, with 13 million people—how can it not accommodate me? Am I truly being abandoned by this city?" He thought this, then went through every pocket of his coat, gathering all the scattered coins and paper bills, only to find he had a total of 168 yuan—exactly the fare for a train ticket from Binhai City back to his hometown. Maybe he should just go home after all. Gao Liang smiled sadly. Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and his last resume was carried away. He hesitated, then decided to follow it. It was strange—coastal cities often experience strong winds, usually gusty ones—that kept blowing the resumes all the way to the entrance of a high-end office building. As Highlight bent down to pick up resumes, he unconsciously raised his head and noticed a job posting on the bulletin board at the entrance. The posting read: Recruitment: Due to business expansion, our company is seeking several positions for Computer Technology Engineers. Candidates should be hardworking and hold a university degree. Interested applicants are invited to interview at Room 901, Building A of this office complex. Let's give it a try! With only a faint hope remaining, Highlight entered Room 901 of Building A of Century Tower. It was already past 5 p.m., and most employees had left the office. Highlight rushed in, went to the front desk, but found no one there. He then entered a manager's office, which was open. A well-dressed female manager with short hair to her shoulders, wearing glasses of a warm brown color and a black business suit, stepped into his field of vision. She was arranging files on her desk, placing them neatly into a file basket, and then holding her elegant pink leather handbag, ready to clock out for the day. As she looked up, she noticed Highlight and asked, "May I help you with someone?" "I'm here to apply," highlighted respectfully. "Did you bring your resume?" the female manager asked, looking at him. "Yes," highlighted replied softly, clearly not expecting much this time—just not wanting to give up—still respectfully handing over his final resume. The manager took the resume and glanced at it, then said, "Your name is Gao Liang, isn't it?" "Yes," Gao Liang answered, keeping his head down. "Computer Science graduate?" the manager asked, referring to the resume. "Yes," Gao Liang nodded. The manager sighed with a touch of regret, saying, "We've filled all our technical engineer positions—we don't need any more engineers!" Yet, after a pause, she added, "Wait a moment—I think there's still one opening. Let me check… Ah! It's for a delivery person. However, this position has no fixed salary—it's all based on performance. Would you be willing to take it?" "Yes!" "As soon as she mentioned there was still one opening, Hengliang immediately lifted his head, as if seeing a beam of light breaking through the darkness. 'And just three meals a day—no housing provided, with a three-month trial period,' the female manager continued, testing Hengliang's reaction, 'Are you willing to take it? Think it over carefully!' 'As long as it's a job, I'm willing!' Hengliang looked at the manager with eager eyes. The manager nodded and said, 'Then great! Leave your resume with me. Tomorrow, come directly to Zhang Shijie, the automotive sales manager, with this note and my business card—I'll arrange everything for you.' 'Thank you so much!' Hengliang expressed his gratitude warmly and respectfully asked, 'May I know your manager's surname?' 'My surname is Xie!' the manager smiled. 'Ah! So you're Manager Xie! I'll certainly appreciate your continued guidance!' Hengliang became even more courteous. 'As long as you work hard, you'll have a bright future,' the manager encouraged, which gave Hengliang a significant boost of motivation." Gaoliang held the note written by Xie Manager and her colorful, elegant business card, clutching it tightly in his chest, his heart pounding with excitement. Back at the low, narrow, dimly lit rental apartment, he saw Liu Qingsong just returning from outside. "Man, you just got back, huh?" Gaoliang asked Liu Qingsong. "Li Brother! Did you find a job?" Liu Qingsong nodded and asked Gaoliang. "Hehehe!" Gaoliang beamed with joy. "You're really something! What company?" Seeing Gaoliang's bright smile, Liu Qingsong knew he had landed a job and felt equally thrilled. "Look! Here's the manager's business card!" Gaoliang handed Liu Qingsong the card. Liu Qingsong took it, studied it carefully, and exclaimed, "Wow! Just the card itself is impressive—so refined, surely a big company!" Before Gaoliang could speak, he suddenly gasped and said, "Ah! Now I get it—it's Hao Shishu Automotive Sales Company. Great choice!" "Of course!" Gao Liang answered warmly, full of excitement and enthusiasm, and at the same time asked Liu Qingsong, "Hey, buddy—have you eaten yet?" "Not yet! Oh, today's been tough—went to three companies for interviews, and got rejected each time!" Liu Qingsong sighed, speaking with a touch of resignation. "Don't lose hope! Alright, let's go eat now! I'll treat you today!" Thanks to having landed a job, Gao Liang was especially delighted to invite Liu Qingsong to a cozy restaurant on the street. While Gao Liang secured employment, Liu Qingsong ended up being rejected, though ultimately he was introduced to Hao Shisu Automotive Sales Company—out of genuine brotherly loyalty. Sitting comfortably in the executive chair of the president's office at the headquarters of China Wushu Games Company in Binhai City, Gao Liang recalled his own journey of job hunting right after graduation, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved. Fact speaks for itself. Highlight was nearly let go from Good Speed Automotive due to lack of performance, thanks to Sales Manager Zhang Shijie. Fortunately, he stumbled upon a worn-out DVD by chance. Inside that remarkable, seemingly broken DVD lay the "Lucky Formula"—a game that unlocked the secrets of all gaming strategies. Unintentionally, he solved the "极品飞车" game and won a Ferrari worth a million dollars, securing a full-time professional player position at Electronic Arts in the U.S., where he now serves at the headquarters. This transformed his life. Today, as the CEO of two major international gaming companies, he has truly come a long way. All this thanks to my precious "Lucky Formula" DVD! The President's Office in the Headquarters Building of the "Chinese Kung Fu" game company, Gao Liang sat comfortably in his executive chair. The elegant and poised secretary Xia Yu approached with a light, graceful stride, respectfully presenting the company's monthly operating report for the "Chinese Kung Fu" game to Gao Liang. Gao Liang took it, as he had done last time, glanced briefly at the green cover, and with delight remarked, "Excellent! Achieving sales revenue of 700 million U.S. dollars within a month, an increase of another 100 million dollars from last month—this is truly unprecedented in China."