Chapter 31: Recruitment

“Ah, don’t get your hopes up. I’m definitely going to be the last one in our Dorm 602 to find a partner,” Li Ping’an said with a slight shrug, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he teased.

“Speaking of which, boss, you’ve got to shoulder the responsibility of being the ‘leading brother’ and set a good example. The rest of us are all eagerly waiting for the day you finally bring home a beauty, find yourself an ideal sister-in-law, and throw a lively dormitory social gathering. Then, we can all bask in your glory and use the occasion to finally shed our ‘single’ status.”

Li Ping’an’s words were witty and full of charm. The second and third roommates nodded repeatedly, their eyes shining with recognition and hope. They were clearly captivated by the beautiful prospect of a “dorm social,” an experience none of them had ever encountered, filling them with curiosity and longing.

Zhao Peng waved his hand dismissively. “Come on, come on. Do you think finding a partner is like shopping for vegetables—easy and casual? If it were that simple, would I be hiding it from you guys?”

He sighed softly, a trace of helplessness crossing his face. “Look at our dorm, full of bachelors. We’re a unique case in the whole class—it’s almost embarrassing to admit.”

At that moment, Li Ping’an was pulling out his advanced mathematics textbook from his bag, preparing to preview the lesson. Hearing Zhao Peng’s words, he merely smiled faintly, offering no reply.

Inside, he pondered silently: Are the guys in Dorm 602 really unable to find partners?

The answer was naturally no.

Except for himself, the other three all came from well-off families with solid backgrounds. They had money when needed and resources at their disposal. It was just that these three seemed to have agreed beforehand to keep a low profile on campus, never flaunting their advantages.

The class bell rang, and everyone quieted down.

When the last class of the afternoon ended, Zhao Peng and the others immediately surrounded Li Ping’an.

“Number Four, come on, let’s go see your workspace.”

With the same intention, Li Ping’an nodded. “What are we waiting for? Let’s go.”

As they walked toward the university’s Innovation and Entrepreneurship Incubation Center, the third roommate, Chen Hao, winked and grinned. “Number Four, our internships next year will be on you.”

“That’s a given,” Li Ping’an replied.

Though each of them could find internships on campus through their connections and fulfill the school’s requirements, nothing was more comfortable than interning at a family company.

At the Incubation Center room 201, Li Ping’an opened the door, and the others followed as usual.

“Well, this is quite a spacious place,” one remarked.

“I bet you’re a ‘relation kid,’ huh? You’ve been hiding it from us all along.”

Li Ping’an smiled and said, “Yes, my connection is the counselor.”

“The counselor really came through this time. I got the keys within two hours of submitting the application.”

None of them noticed the fleeting flicker of something unusual in Zhao Peng’s eyes the moment Li Ping’an mentioned how effective the counselor had been in securing the keys so quickly.

Night began to fall.

After dinner, Li Ping’an strolled back to the dorm alone, his shadow stretching long under the streetlights, exuding a leisurely air.

Meanwhile, Zhao Peng and the others, as disciplined as ever, headed to the study room to prepare for their graduate school entrance exams.

Back in his dorm, Li Ping’an rested briefly before sitting at his desk and opening his laptop.

Opening the campus forum in his browser, his gaze fixed on the page for Shuimu University’s forum.

His fingers danced quickly across the keyboard as he posted a campus internship recruitment notice.

“[Urgent Recruitment]

Innovation Industry Incubation Center 201—Zhilifang Technology Co., Ltd. is recruiting talents!

Currently hiring:

1. One finance intern, requiring solid financial knowledge and a meticulous work ethic;

2. Two graphic designers and two front-end developers, with priority given to those familiar with the Cangjie input method.

Friendly reminder: the internship salary is 3000 yuan. Compensation is transparent. Please consider carefully before applying.

The company will provide proof of internship.

Interested candidates need no appointment. Interview time is this Friday at 7 p.m. in Incubation Center Room 201. We look forward to seeing you!”

After posting the notice, Li Ping’an leaned back in his chair and let out a long breath.

He wondered how many would actually show up.

After a short rest, he refreshed himself and skillfully opened the backend page of his computer, eyes sharp as he monitored the data synchronization progress bar.

“Hmm, the user base data synchronization is finally done, and it went smoothly.”

Li Ping’an nodded slightly, just relaxing when his gaze shifted to the cloud server sync progress. He frowned a little, muttering softly:

“Uh… only 10%? This is dragging.”

He sighed and shook his head in resignation.

“Well, it’s slow, but not unexpected. I always knew syncing with a cloud server wouldn’t be easy. It’s just slower than I anticipated.”

Ultimately, it boiled down to the poor quality of the cloud server service he had purchased.

The bandwidth was frighteningly low.

Calming himself, Li Ping’an switched pages and methodically opened various developer platforms.

Following procedure, he updated the developer information one by one.

At the crucial developer section, he decisively deleted the original personal name and replaced “Li Ping’an” with “Zhilifang Technology Co., Ltd.”

The quiet dorm felt like a secluded little world, enveloped in silence except for the crisp, rhythmic tapping of Li Ping’an’s keyboard echoing within.

At this moment, he was fully immersed in transporting artificial intelligence code.

Thanks to the extraordinary technology of the Advanced Civilization Learning Machine, the AI code before him had been compressed and streamlined to the utmost, without a shred of redundant code.

Even so, Li Ping’an knew well that this seemingly “slimmed-down” codebase still represented a colossal project to transfer.

To accurately transcribe every precious line of code from his mind, without a single character missed, would conservatively take a full year.

By comparison, the artificial intelligence developed through countless human research efforts and massive resources often involved millions of lines of code—if it was a computer system, it could reach tens of millions.

But every industry insider knew most of that was bloated “crap code” nobody dared to delete.

The code provided by the Learning Machine was only about five hundred thousand lines.

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