1: The Iceberg Beauty

"Wifey, I'm a little short on cash lately. Could you spot me some?" Inside a suburban garden villa, a young man sat on a high-end leather sofa, sighing.

"Shen Yifei, I wish you'd pay attention to your image. You're truly disgusting right now!" Su Muqing gritted her teeth, her delicate brows tightly furrowed.

"I just got back to the country, you know? I didn't bring any money with me," Shen Yifei said, his voice a little weak, because he had never before asked a woman for money.

Shen Yifei had a very vague concept of money. Having suddenly arrived in this big city, it was genuinely impossible to get by without cash.

This Iceberg Beauty (a popular term for a cold and stunning woman) in front of him was his temporary "fiancée." And she was no ordinary fiancée.

Her name was Su Muqing, the CEO of a famous fashion company and the number one beauty in the business world of Huahai City (a fictional city name). She was about twenty-two or twenty-three, dressed in a light blue dress. Her figure was alluring, and her soft, long black hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her entire presence exuded a cold and elegant aura.

Beyond her temperament, her appearance was also flawless. Her exquisite features gave her a natural beauty, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a beauty of the highest caliber.

"You live here, you eat here, and now you want to ask me for money?" Su Muqing had had enough of this useless man.

When a woman dislikes a man, every one of his flaws is magnified, and this was especially true for an arrogant and cold beauty like Su Muqing.

Su Muqing couldn't understand why her grandfather, on his deathbed, had forced her to get engaged to a man like this.

After being pressured into marriage by a certain young master, Su Muqing was forced to become engaged to Shen Yifei and live with him for a year. Although she was Shen Yifei's fiancée in name, this was just an agreement she made with her grandfather to live with this man for a year.

Before meeting Shen Yifei, Su Muqing had once believed that with her ability, even if the man was a piece of mud, she could mold him into a magnificent gentleman.

But after living with Shen Yifei for three days, Su Muqing completely abandoned her foolish idea.

This man was no different from a scoundrel or a hooligan; he simply wasn't worthy of her.

"Wifey, don't be so heartless. You're the CEO of a big company; money is just a number to you," Shen Yifei said with a chuckle.

Su Muqing's beautiful eyes showed deep contempt. She said coldly, "Shen Yifei, I won't give you money for nothing. You have hands and feet, why don't you have the guts to find a job yourself? I'm going to work now, don't bother me!"

With that, Su Muqing left the villa without a backward glance, her face extremely cold.

Her man had to be a man of both talent and appearance, a man who stood tall and proud. He could never be a loser like this!

Shen Yifei's expression soured. Being looked down on by a woman like that was unbearable for any man.

"It's just finding a job, right? It's not like I can't find one," Shen Yifei muttered to himself, getting up from the sofa.

Having spent his days killing and pillaging, he had been detached from a normal life for too long. For a moment, Shen Yifei genuinely didn't know what kind of job to look for.

The quickest way to get money would be to rob someone, which would be a piece of cake for Shen Yifei. However, there were some things he disdained to do.

He believed things would work out in the end. Leaving the villa complex, Shen Yifei walked aimlessly through the streets of Huahai City.

It was only June, but the summer heat in Huahai City was already unbearable.

"It's so hot. Where am I supposed to find a job? I can't exactly go do manual labor, can I?"

Shen Yifei walked and pondered what kind of job to look for. Along the way, he saw many job postings, but they were generally for restaurants, hotels, or KTVs.

Shen Yifei couldn't possibly be interested in those kinds of jobs.

He walked until around ten in the morning, and without realizing it, he found himself in the bustling downtown commercial district.

He happened to see a sign for a recruitment fair posted downstairs at a corporate building. Intrigued, he walked up to it.

"Aya International Fashion Group is now hiring for several high-paying positions. There are openings in various departments. We welcome you to attend this recruitment fair..."

Information like that was written on the sign.

"Aya International Fashion Group? Isn't that the Iceberg Beauty's company?" Shen Yifei's interest was piqued.

Shen Yifei didn't know much about the Iceberg Beauty, but he did know some things about her. Su Muqing was the CEO of this very Aya International Fashion Group.

Originally, Shen Yifei was a little resistant to the idea of working under the Iceberg Beauty, but the jobs here seemed to suit him quite well.

Regardless, he had to find a job first. Shen Yifei couldn't stand the look of contempt in the Iceberg Beauty's eyes anymore.

Shen Yifei tidied the collar of his floral shirt slightly and walked into the company building.

At the recruitment fair on the second floor, Shen Yifei saw many young people applying for jobs. They were all dressed in suits and ties, looking very well-prepared. In contrast, Shen Yifei stood out in his floral shirt.

"Sir, are you here to apply for a job?" a sweet-voiced, cute receptionist girl came up and asked.

Shen Yifei nodded with a smile, "Yeah. Excuse me, beautiful, which department has the highest-paying position?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "You're so funny, handsome. Why didn't you ask which department has the most beautiful women?"

Shen Yifei scratched his head, "Beautiful, let's be serious. I'm not joking."

The girl sized Shen Yifei up. Although his clothes were informal, she could tell that they were expensive.

Maybe he was a rich second-generation kid who came to flirt, the girl teased, "The highest salary is, of course, in our public relations department. Our department is currently looking for a manager. Why don't you give it a try, handsome?"

"Okay, great. Thank you, beautiful." Shen Yifei's heart was filled with joy. A public relations manager sounded quite impressive.

Soon, Shen Yifei went to queue up for an application form and filled out his information.

The public relations manager position required strong communication skills and proficiency in three languages: English, Italian, and French.

The requirements didn't mention academic qualifications. The Aya International recruitment fair valued ability over degrees, so the assessment was very strict. Besides, anyone who knew three foreign languages wouldn't have a low level of education.

"Buddy, are you also here to apply for the public relations department?" A fat man suddenly patted Shen Yifei's shoulder.

"Yes, are you too?" Shen Yifei turned his head, looking at the fat man in confusion.

This fat man was wearing an expensive Goldlion suit, and he clearly looked like a rich second-generation kid. Why would he be here to apply for a job?

The fat man gave Shen Yifei a look of contempt, "Buddy, let's not pretend. That customized Givenchy floral shirt you're wearing must have cost at least a hundred thousand, right? Why are you applying for a job while wearing such an expensive shirt? Tell me, which girl in the public relations department have you set your eyes on?"

Shen Yifei was taken aback. His junior sister had picked out this shirt for him. Although it was a bit flashy, ordinary people wouldn't be able to tell, but this fat man had recognized it.

Shen Yifei coughed and said seriously, "Brother, I'm here to apply for a job, not to pick up girls."

"Buddy, that's not cool! The public relations department at Aya International is all women, and they're the highest quality beauties in the business world of Huahai City. If you're applying for public relations, what else would you be doing besides picking up girls?" The fat man rolled his eyes.

"Holy cow! It's all women?"

Shen Yifei was stunned. So the girl from before was just messing with him?

But looking at the job posting, the public relations department really did need a manager.

"Buddy, you're better looking and richer than me. I'll say this first: I have my eyes on Lin Cail'er from the public relations department. Don't you dare try to compete with me," the fat man whispered in Shen Yifei's ear.

Shen Yifei's forehead was covered in black lines. He thought to himself that these city people really knew how to have fun, treating a recruitment fair like a place to pick up girls.