To describe her as merely a beauty would be an understatement. She was, precisely, a stunning lady.
A placard placed on the table bore the name "Mingren Women's High School." Seeing this sign, Lin Yu inwardly nodded, acknowledging its impressive appearance.
Mingren Women's High School was, without a doubt, the most prestigious school in the entire Chuhai City. Established two decades ago, though not steeped in ancient history, its educational quality was exceptional, topping the city's educational institutions. Its yearly admission rate to prestigious universities was astonishingly high, nearly reaching a hundred percent.
Many students who passed through this school became strong and influential women or earned doctoral degrees, further enhancing the school's reputation in society.
Of course, the school fees were exorbitant. Most private schools billed by the semester, but this one, incredibly, charged by the week. For a week at the school, it cost ten thousand yuan. Excluding breaks, the yearly expense surpassed three hundred thousand yuan, excluding additional fees.
However, despite the steep fees, parents still strained to enroll their children here, as if they had more money than they could spend.
Continuing to look through, even Lin Yu, with his discerning eye, couldn't help but praise the extraordinary beauty of a woman sitting behind the sign. She appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
Her neatly combed jet-black hair exuded an indefinable astuteness, perfectly complementing her delicate features set against porcelain-like skin. Her enigmatic black eyes resembled deep, unfathomable springs. The sleek, slightly elevated nose symbolized a hidden sense of pride. Though her ruby lips were tightly pursed, their fullness exuded an alluring charm amidst the seriousness.
Adorned in office attire, the V-shaped neckline exposed a hint of ethereal fairness that dazzled onlookers and ensnared their thoughts. Particularly striking were her slender, slightly protruding collarbones beneath her flawless, snow-white neck, exuding an extreme elegance.
Despite her seemingly reserved and modest office attire, it accentuated her curves, highlighting an impeccable hourglass figure. She didn't appear slender; instead, her attire outlined a perfect "S"-shaped silhouette. Although she wasn't standing, her seated posture, with two long legs beneath the table, hinted that she might be one of those legendary nine-headed goddesses, with a golden ratio that left people breathless.
Her entire being emanated a mature, noble elegance with a touch of allure. Yet, behind her unparalleled beauty lay an icy, aloof demeanor.
However, beneath her cold and serious exterior lay an alluring heat, and within her graceful, slender figure resided an extraordinary delicacy. The intriguing fusion of these contradictory aspects formed a matured version of a peach-like lady—one who, placed in ancient times, could have disrupted the peace.
For a moment, Lin Yu was somewhat stunned. Despite his numerous travels and encounters with various women, experiencing joys, sorrows, and wanderings across different cities worldwide, he could responsibly say that encountering this caliber of beauty was exceedingly rare. Now he understood why men of all ages gathered here. Even if they couldn't secure a job, merely stealing a glance at this woman was a feast for the eyes.
She wore a small school badge that identified her as the Vice Principal of Mingzi Women's High School, her status apparent.
"Your resume, credentials, and ID photocopies are there. You may leave," she calmly remarked, her gaze serene and her tone composed, pointing to the already towering stack of resumes beside her.
There was a cold, indifferent rejection in her demeanor. Those nearby wore smug expressions, their mocking eyes and suppressed laughter seemed to say, "What use was it squeezing in? Weren't you just dismissed with a few words? You're a ghost if you can get a position at this school."
"Given your demeanor, you're more suited for labor on the first floor. How could you have the audacity to come to the high-end talent market on the third floor? This isn't the way to try your luck, is it? Look at yourself," a bespectacled fellow nearby disdainfully commented.
Lin Yu disregarded their venting, pretending not to hear and calmly laid out his resume, including the credentials and photocopies of his ID on the table.
His resume wasn't voluminous, only two pages long. However, the stack of educational documents was surprisingly thick, with over ten sheets. This seemed a bit intimidating. Typically, an ordinary person's credentials comprised only a single page, while those of postgraduates or doctoral candidates were for grand displays.
But here, he had an incredibly thick stack, enough to make anyone dizzy. To an uninformed person, it might appear as if he specialized in selling fake qualifications.
The woman was momentarily taken aback, taking the stack of educational documents and flipping through them. Her fingers were long, slender, and elegant, akin to porcelain, exceptionally dexterous, appearing as though they had just soaked in milk. Such hands were more suited for playing the piano rather than sifting through resumes.
"Damn, it's so fake. Is
this how one forges and purchases academic qualifications? Making up more than ten credentials? Who do you think you're fooling? Foreign university diplomas too? Ridiculous. Returning from abroad and still searching for a job here?" The bespectacled man beside him, resembling a round jar with his bulging neck, strained to peer forward, took a glance, and burst into laughter. His gaze toward Lin Yu became even more disdainful.
Lin Yu chuckled and shrugged, "First time trying to fabricate, lacking experience. I've made a fool of myself."
"Hey, what are you doing here? Move aside, it's my turn," the man impatiently pushed Lin Yu away.
Lin Yu smiled but remained unruffled, slinging his worn-out bag over his shoulder, prepared to depart.
He had experienced the commotion, submitted his resume; if it didn't work out, it was time to leave. Admiring a beautiful woman was enjoyable, but persistently lingering around without cause was either infatuation or idiocy. Lin Yu wasn't that kind of person.