[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp":3,"chapter-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-42":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Get Stronger Every Payday—With One Billion Employees!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2264255,4419,"Chapter 42: The Campus-Wide Hiring Frenzy (32k Seeking Follows)","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-42",42,"\u003Cp>“Little Chen, I’m the head of the entrepreneurship park; supporting your startup is exactly what we should do. A few desks and chairs? I can even get you computers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua noticed Chen Yansen’s skeptical expression, puffed out his beer belly, and frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can get me a computer too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen blinked in surprise at Cao Dahua’s sudden change in attitude and asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve retired some teaching computers from the library’s computer room—if you want them, I can have two moved over for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, Director Cao, but I’ll handle the computer myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen chuckled and waved him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those teaching machines couldn’t even handle Minesweeper smoothly—try opening a slightly larger spreadsheet and they’d crash outright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, Little Chen, I brought up the computer thing first—you’re the one who refused. If anyone asks later, don’t pretend you forgot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Dahua glanced around, leaned in, and whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone’s asking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The dean? Or the president?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder this old bastard’s attitude shifted so drastically—he must’ve been tipped off in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I haven’t even gotten started yet, and someone’s already taking notice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Cao, you’re my benefactor—I’d never forget your kindness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen laughed it off, responding warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoever was watching, he knew the old saying: the local official is more powerful than the distant emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, there’s a water dispenser still in storage—want it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him so cooperative, Cao Dahua added quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I won’t refuse your generosity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen thought: if you can get something for free, why not? This was the advantage of starting a business on campus—if the administration needed you, free resources always turned up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he carried the water dispenser upstairs, Cao Dahua summoned two free laborers and helped him buy two barrels of purified water from the dorm supervisor next door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No choice—the water in Xucheng was too hard; if you didn’t want to lose your hair in bulk, you had to drink mineral or purified water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near nine o’clock, people began trickling up to the second floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an era where part-time hourly wages were under ten yuan, a monthly pay over two thousand yuan—plus Chen Yansen’s promise of internship stamps and official reports—drew considerable attention from third- and fourth-year students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s the project lead? He looks so young!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Yansen from the 10th Journalism class—you don’t know him? He snatched the campus general agent position from a third-year athlete just by selling campus cards—he’s probably made at least this much!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One hundred thousand?! Dude, do you even believe that yourself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted into chaotic chatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen checked the time, cleared his throat, and shouted to the noisy crowd: “Students who want to join Senhai, please line up first. Did you bring your resumes? Paper or electronic is fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he turned and sat down, leaving an empty chair directly opposite him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple interview booth was thus set up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? We need resumes? It’s just a part-time job—do we really need to be this formal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it! This guy’s such a show-off! I’m out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s a freshman and doesn’t even call us seniors—no manners at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whispers of mockery spread through the crowd, and some actually turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen’s face remained expressionless, calm and composed—he thought: if you can’t even prepare a resume, leave now. Better that way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who’s first for the front-end development position?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen scanned the faces of the crowd seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short boy with black-rimmed glasses and a red-and-black plaid shirt stepped forward, but froze when he realized he didn’t know how to address Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Call him “Junior Chen”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss Chen”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or just his name?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just call me Chen Yansen. Hand me your resume and give me a self-introduction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen nodded slightly and smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, okay. My name is Zhang Wenbo, Computer Science major, senior this year. I’m proficient in HTML, CSS, and JavaScript—I also know a bit about front-end frameworks like jQuery...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wenbo adjusted his glasses and spoke methodically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being the first to step up meant he had some confidence—he spoke fluently, clearly outlining his academic and project experience, showing clear dedication to his field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Xucheng College was a second-tier school with many slackers, there were plenty of hardworking students too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he finished, Chen Yansen set down the resume and asked: “How would you implement a simple image slideshow in JavaScript?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want a bookworm who memorized textbook answers—he wanted someone who could start coding right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Usually you use a timer to control the image-switching frequency and add control buttons so users can switch manually.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wenbo thought for a few seconds and answered seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have a computer here—can you demonstrate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen pushed his business laptop toward him and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wenbo nodded confidently, took the laptop, saw no programming files on the desktop, but noticed a mobile broadband card plugged in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He logged in smoothly, downloaded a lightweight JS editor and testing tools, then tapped the keyboard rapidly, coding live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, many students without practical experience slipped away quietly, avoiding the embarrassment of going up next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just ten minutes, Zhang Wenbo pushed the laptop back, launched the test tool, and showed Chen Yansen the code in action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen said nothing, then asked: “How do you optimize webpage loading speed? How do you implement responsive web design? How do you prevent XSS attacks?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his past life, though he came from business and operations, during early startup days, he’d had to understand basic code and product knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing three questions in a row, Zhang Wenbo stayed calm, speaking fluently while typing live demonstrations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you had development experience before?” Chen Yansen suddenly asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I interned at an off-campus software company for half a year,” Zhang Wenbo replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Four thousand a month, two days off per week, six hours daily. Report tomorrow. Any questions?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen paused briefly, then offered Zhang Wenbo the position on the spot—he knew students of this caliber were rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pay him less, and he’d rather take freelance gigs off-campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Chen... Chen Zong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wenbo beamed, standing up to thank him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d worked part-time at off-campus software firms—he knew the market. Other companies might pay more, but demanded at least ten hours daily with only one day off per week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After rent and food, there was little left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing compared to Senhai—food and lodging on campus, his effective hourly wage was far higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Four thousand! Holy shit! I thought the job posting said 2000–4000 meant the base was 2000! I didn’t expect the top rate!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’d never get four grand for an internship off-campus, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forget it—those off-campus outsourcing companies treat girls like boys and boys like donkeys!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the first offer was made, the crowd’s interview enthusiasm ignited instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Chen Yansen’s enthusiasm cooled rapidly—the rest of the interviewees were average at best, with poor practical skills; not one was even passable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landing Zhang Wenbo had clearly been a lucky break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn. Guess I’ll have to recruit from the social pool.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen sighed, thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to continue interviewing for back-end developers, Song Yuncheng arrived, hair disheveled, panting as she stopped: “Boss Chen, I’m here to report.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen glanced at her—her cheeks flushed, beads of sweat on her forehead—and said casually: “You handle the resumes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng nodded, set down her bag, and stood stiffly beside him like his personal secretary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By noon, Chen Yansen hadn’t hired anyone satisfactory—he knew rushing wouldn’t help, so he exhaled deeply and said to Song Yuncheng: “Congratulations on your new job. Want to treat me to lunch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?! Are you kidding? As the boss, shouldn’t you be treating me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng blinked, taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know I’m the boss—don’t you fear I’ll make your life hell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen crossed his arms, half-jokingly threatening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only the cafeteria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng’s chest heaved; she swallowed her anger and snapped sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you making so much money if you never spend it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen teased with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“None of your business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng clutched the resumes, trailing behind Chen Yansen, muttering under her breath: “Heartless boss, always exploiting this poor girl!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, send me the computer specs you need.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen turned his head, saw her lips moving but no sound—frowned: “You’re talking trash about me? Calling me a heartless boss? Let me tell you, my ears are sharp.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? How could I? I’d never say anything bad about you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng’s mouth hung slightly open in shock, then he grinned foolishly and denied it, though inside he thought: Holy shit, can he read minds?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t read minds, but your face is screaming it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen clenched his fist and tapped lightly on her head, a small punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re going to buy me a computer?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After her mind stuttered to a halt, Song Yuncheng finally snapped back, asking with wide-eyed delight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s office equipment—what kind of fantasy are you dreaming? Stop daydreaming, or you’ll grow stupid!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Yansen walked ahead, mocking coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Boss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng bowed to him, eyes brimming with sincere gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next time, don’t be so stingy—just treat me to a good meal at a restaurant,” Chen Yansen replied with a light laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yuncheng smiled awkwardly, said nothing, and hurried after Chen Yansen like a junior assistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, the first offer from Senhai spread rapidly across campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Six hours a day, four thousand yuan a month, and double weekends?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If I’d known this was an option, I wouldn’t have skipped class. Can you imagine? Four thousand a month—what a heavenly life!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard the interview was brutal—by noon, out of dozens of applicants, only senior Zhang Wenbo made it through!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pengfei, you’re the backbone of our department—why don’t you give it a shot?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a third-year male dormitory, a boy covered in acne asked his roommate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m afraid this project won’t last even a few months—it’d just waste my time,” Xiang Pengfei said after a few seconds of thought, raising his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In a few months you’d earn enough for a whole year’s living expenses! If I had your level, I’d definitely go for the interview!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His roommate urged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Room 206 in the Entrepreneurship Park, right? Fine, I’ll give it a try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Pengfei pushed up his glasses, slightly tempted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similar scenes played out in countless third- and fourth-year dorms; many didn’t even bother eating lunch, rushing to revise their resumes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, many sneered at Chen Yansen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a first-year student treat upperclassmen as employees?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just got lucky with campus cards—wait till he loses money!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dear godfathers, please follow and support!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1788,"2026-06-19T19:17:18.227Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7a0dc590f8f0ab5d3c70d433ab58556aa19bf633589ae2cd7e92b1bc4828f954","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-43","i-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-chapter-41",387,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-get-stronger-every-payday-with-one-billion-emp-cover.jpg"]