Beipeng, the gold medal HR in his previous life, once traveled through time, became a loser abandoned by the sect in the fantasy world. Low quality? Poor understanding? Looking at the arrogant deacon in front of him, his talent radar automatically scanned: [Bones: middle-grade yellow grade, understanding: low-grade yellow grade, character: unsightly, potential value: 15].
Beipeng smiled. That's it? Are you worthy of judging me?
While others are still fighting for the treasures of heaven and earth, Beipeng has already begun his great career of "headhunting". The Demon Lord lacks a formation master? Wait a minute, I'll dig one out for you across dimensions! The Holy Land Fairy complained that it was difficult to lead a disciple? Try our company's KPI performance management and personalized career development planning! The Immortal Emperor's life is about to end, and the heaven is in turmoil? Congratulations, you have triggered our "Immortal Emperor's Successor Hunting" VIP service!
From then on, the style of painting in the fantasy world completely deviated. The strong men no longer purely compete in cultivation, but begin to write resumes, brush up on performance, and compete for S-level offers from the "Manpower of All Realms". Beipeng held the contract of heaven and looked at the situation with a smile. He said: "There are no useless practitioners in this world, only misplaced geniuses. And I am the only one who can define their value."
