Alternative Son-In-Law Recruitment

Shen Bijun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the Guomao Building, overlooking the busy Chang'an Avenue below. At seventy-three years old, her back is still straight, and her silver hair is meticulously combed and pulled into a neat bun on the back of her head. The purple cashmere coat was draped over her shoulders, and the jade bracelet on her wrist swayed gently as she picked up the tea cup, and the green color flowed. Secretary Fang Min walked in quietly and placed a stack of documents on the rosewood desk: "Mr. Shen, the recruitment advertisement has been sent out. The human resources department said that it received more than 300 resumes this morning." "Well." Shen Bijun didn't turn around, her voice was neither salty nor cold, "First, we will screen you first. We will look carefully at your education, resume, and family background. Tell Xiao Zhou, don't just look at the superficial ones, I want people with clean foundations." Fang Min responded, but stopped talking. Shen Bijun then turned around, with a half-smiling look in Danfeng's eyes: "If you have something to say, just say it, don't hold it back." "Mr. Shen, I just think... The conditions for this recruitment are too generous. The annual salary starts at one million, a car and a house, and options. People in the company are talking about it, saying that it doesn't look like recruiting a general manager of the marketing department, but more like..." "At what?" Fang Min bit her lip: "Choose a son-in-law." Shen Bijun smiled. She smiled the same way she did when she was young, cheerful enough to drink, but there were a few lines of age in the corners of her eyes. She walked to her desk, sat down, and opened the stack of documents. "They are right, I am choosing a son-in-law."