Chapter 1: The Game Guild Leader is Actually a Financial Tycoon?

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"What the hell...where did this piece of scrap paper come from?"
HR Manager Wang Wenbin was disdainfully clutching a resume, practically exploding with rage!
Outside the window, the steel forest of Shanghai's financial district stretched out, skyscrapers rising densely, flaunting the arrogance of money and power.
Inside the window, the four gilded characters "Fanghuan Investment" silently proclaimed the formidable reputation of this top-tier private equity fund.
With assets under management in the hundreds of billions and a leading position in the industry, this is a hall of fame for countless financial elites, graduates of prestigious universities and laden with certifications, who would kill to get in!
But the resume in his hand—
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Name: Su Hao.
Age: 25.
University: An ordinary second-tier university in Shanghai.
Major: Business Administration.
Certificates: None.
Work Experience: None.
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Wang Wenbin almost suspected that the printer had jammed and some scrap paper from a test page had been mistakenly sent over!
CFA, CPA, FRM… none of those essential certifications for financial elites were present!
Work experience was completely blank.
Frankly, such a shabby resume was unprecedented in Fanghuan Investment's history!
Would he just throw it into the shredder?
Wang Wenbin felt it was an insult to that expensive German-imported machine!
But today, it lay blatantly on the HR manager's desk.
"Manager Wang," the secretary's voice was tinged with caution, "this resume... it was sent directly from the Chairman's office."
"What?" Wang Wenbin jumped up from his chair, his face showing disbelief.
The chairman who single-handedly led Fanghuan Investment from obscurity to the top of the industry, known for his sharp eye, meritocratic approach, and abhorrence of nepotism?
Wang Wenbin clearly remembered that a year ago, a highly decorated company veteran tried to place his nephew, who had just returned from abroad, into a core department.
The chairman, in front of all the senior executives, ruthlessly rejected the idea, utterly humiliating the veteran.
Since then, no one dared to cross that line.
But now, the chairman had personally sent... such an "ordinary" resume?
This wasn't just a hint.
This was a directive!
This was an order!
Could it be… a relative of the chairman?
No, the surname is different.
But who can say for sure?
“Did the higher-ups… say which department he’d be assigned to?”
“No, they didn’t say. They just threw him over here.”
“Heh…” Wang Wenbin smiled bitterly.
No instructions are the hardest instructions to come by.
That means letting the HR department handle it themselves…
Where can they put such a mediocre “connection hire” to satisfy the higher-ups?
Put him in a core department? With that resume, it’ll definitely cause an uproar!
Put him in a peripheral department? They might be doing this “benefactor” a disservice.
“Then…” Wang Wenbin pondered for a full half minute, his mind racing. “Assign him to Trading Department One, starting as a trading assistant.”
“The Trading Department…” the secretary hesitated, “I’m afraid they might have objections.”
Wang Wenbin waved his hand dismissively:
“Even if they have objections, they’d better keep them to themselves! This is someone the chairman personally ‘appreciated’! Anyone who dares to complain, tell them to come directly to me!”
Although the Trading Department is a core department, a trading assistant, frankly speaking, is just a menial job, the most peripheral position in the department.
The work mainly involves clicking the mouse on a demo account, or serving tea and water, printing documents, running errands…
Just consider it… employing a lazy bum.
This way, it saves the chairman's face without letting this “VIP” cause any major trouble. Perfect!
Wang Wenbin sighed inwardly. It seemed that after sailing this large ship for so long, even barnacles and seaweed were bound to accumulate on its hull…
The ways of the world, after all, were inescapable.
He picked up the resume, his gaze falling once more on that name—Su Hao.
What earth-shattering background lay behind this name?
What could possibly warrant such an exception from the chairman?
This name, like a pebble, was tossed with a "plop" into the seemingly calm yet turbulent depths of Fanghuan Investment, quietly creating ripples.
And the origin of these ripples, that young man named Su Hao, just hours before, was experiencing a storm in some inconspicuous corner of the city, a storm powerful enough to overturn his life…
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"Bang!"
The door was suddenly pushed open, making a dull thud.
Su Hao jolted, abruptly turning from his computer.
In the dimly lit room, only the screen's faint light illuminated his pale and panicked face.
"Mom...Dad? When did you get back?"
"What, so engrossed in games that you didn't even notice your parents coming home?"
His mother's voice was sharp and weary, carrying a pent-up anger.
His father, his face dark, stood behind his mother like a silent volcano, his gaze like a knife.
"Your father and I work ourselves to the bone to earn money! And you, all you do is play games all day!"
"Old Liu's son next door, the same age as you, just got a promotion last month and is already planning to buy a house and get married!"
"Your sister! Three years younger than you! She has a stable job now and sends money home every month!"
"And you? Are you planning to live this aimless life forever?"
The pent-up resentment from his parents burst forth like a bursting dam, instantly engulfing Su Hao.
Every word was like a sharp awl, piercing his heart.
He knew his parents were right, every word reasonable, leaving him no room for argument, only silent suffering.
Back then, he too was a passionate young man, a graduate of a second-tier university, full of ambition.
But after struggling to find a job and repeatedly hitting walls, he retreated, hiding in the virtual haven of video games, where he remained for years.
Sponge off his parents, escape, self-numbing.
"Ah Hao," suddenly, his mother's voice softened:
“Mom wants you to have a carefree life, but reality won’t allow it! Your dad and I will get old someday, what will you do then? You have to think about your future…”
“…I know.” Su Hao lowered his head, his voice hoarse.
“This is the last time!” His father’s voice was resolute:
“We’ll believe in you one last time! This time, you have to show some real results, let us see your change! Don’t let us down again!”
The door slammed shut, leaving a deathly silence in the room.
Su Hao sat stiffly in his chair, the weapon that had just appeared on the game screen, gleaming with epic light, now seemed so ironic.
“Heh…” He let out a dry, self-deprecating laugh, his chest tight with unease.
Just moments ago, he had been chatting and joking with his guildmates in the voice chat.
【Holy crap! Hao got an epic weapon!】
[Ah Hao is awesome! He actually got this? The ultimate lucky guy!]
[Ah Hao's lucky streak is just too amazing! He's the chosen one!]
...
The channel was filled with exclamations of amazement, cheers, and worship. He basked in the attention, enjoying the accolades of being surrounded by everyone and hailed as the "Lucky King."
All of this stemmed from a mysterious ability he had recently discovered.
An extremely subtle "intuition."
About a month ago, he noticed that when playing games involving gacha pulls or opening chests—operations purely based on luck and probability—he could always capture an inexplicable "sense of timing" in a fleeting instant.
Sometimes, the feeling was like a faint electric current suddenly shooting from his fingertips, a tingling sensation rushing straight to his brain!
Just pressing the mouse at that precise moment often resulted in a miracle!
Like that epic weapon just now—it was the result of capturing that fleeting "feeling" and pressing the mouse without hesitation.
This inexplicable "lucky" ability was his last source of pride, his solace in escaping reality.
But now, this pitiful pride and solace seemed so pale and powerless in the face of his parents' heavy disappointment.
He sighed deeply.
Yes, this couldn't go on.
He opened the guild chat, his fingers hovering over the keyboard for a long time before finally typing a line.
"Guys, brothers, I'm sorry, I... might have to quit the game."
The message exploded in the guild channel.
【What? Ah Hao, you're quitting? You were having so much fun, why are you quitting all of a sudden?】
【Did someone make you angry? Tell us, we'll beat them up for you!】
【Don't go! We're all a bunch of old men, if you leave, we'll have even less energy!】
Su Hao looked at the scrolling messages on the screen, feeling both touched and bitter.
He briefly explained his family situation.
A long silence followed in the channel for over ten seconds.
【Oh, I see…】
【Sigh… I understand. Your parents are right, it's time to find a proper job.】
【What a pity, Hao! With your incredible luck… what will we do without you when we need to get gear?!】
Amidst the sighs and words of comfort, a private chat window suddenly popped up. It was the guild leader.
--Hao.
--Guild leader?
"-Hey kid, don't be in such a hurry to quit. I remember you graduated from Shanghai University of Technology, right? Business Administration, right?"
"-Yeah, Guild Master. What's up?"
"-How's your math? Have you studied accounting?"
"-Not bad, I've studied a little."
"--Okay, send me your resume."
"-Huh? Guild Master, why do you need my resume?"
"-Stop messing around looking for some random job, just come work for our company. It'll save you the trouble of quitting the game. Damn it, if you leave, our guild will really become a retirement home for the elderly!"
Su Hao was completely stunned.
Guild Master?
The one who always called everyone "brother" in the game, joked around, always insisted on paying the bill at offline gatherings, and drove a luxury car—the "neighborly big brother"?
He always thought the guild master was just a rich second-generation kid who owned a mine and loved games.
He actually owns a company?
"They want to hire me for a job?!"
This is a bit surreal!
"--Guild Leader, you...you're not kidding, are you?"
"--Do I look like I'm kidding? I know what kind of person you are in the guild! Reliable, loyal, and quick-witted. You've helped me a lot with the guild's problems. Consider this repaying a favor! Send your resume to this email address, and I'll have HR arrange it!"
Hearing the guild leader's words, Su Hao's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
Although they only met in the game, he hadn't expected the guild leader to be so loyal and devoted!
However…he still had some doubts.
What if…the guild leader's company is one of those… shady shell companies?
No! Su Hao shook his head sharply, forcefully banishing the thought from his mind!
What kind of time is this? Still being so picky?
Having a job is good enough!
Who cares about company size or salary? I just need a job!
At least… I can give my parents an explanation!
“Let me see… the email address the chairman gave me is…”
His fingers trembled as he typed the company name associated with that email address into the search engine.
The search results popped up instantly—
【Fanghuan Investment】
【Top Domestic Private Equity Fund】
【Assets under Management Exceed 100 Billion】
…
Su Hao’s pupils constricted, his mind went blank, and he froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.
His mouth opened unconsciously, and with a tone of extreme shock, disbelief, and utter absurdity, he squeezed out two words:
“Holy… shit…?”