Fu Shiyan was just about to rest when he received Jiangli's message, so he immediately checked it.
Jiangli's voice message was very direct, "President Fu, do you need someone to work for you?"
Fu Shiyan's eyebrows twitched, "The Abbot is going to work for me?"
"Not me," Jiangli chuckled, "I've met someone. She might need a job. She does have one right now, but it's very likely she'll lose it because of me, so I wanted to find her another one."
Jiangli didn't really know about the types of jobs available nowadays.
She didn't even understand what the word 'job' specifically meant.
She only knew that Black Wind might need a new job soon.
But she didn't know many people.
Mr. Cao... unreliable.
Wen Zishu... also unreliable.
After some thought, the only slightly reliable person she could think of was Fu Shiyan.
Fu Shiyan himself was a big-shot, his company wouldn't face various issues that would require layoffs.
To Fu Shiyan, this was but a small favor.
