In a car outside the clubhouse.
Four fashionably dressed young women were on their way.
Among them was Song Xiaowei.
"Senior Sister Yuewen, who are you taking us to meet this time?"
"My boyfriend's close friends."
Xu Yuewen, who had graduated a year ago and was a year their senior, said confidently, "They're all either rich or powerful. A single word from any of them could land you a job."
"But will they help me?"
"They should. My boyfriend and he are great friends."
Xu Yuewen smiled. "If my boyfriend puts in a good word for you, and you girls make a good impression, it shouldn't be a problem."
"Thank you, Senior Sister Yuewen."
"Don't mention it. We went to the same school, after all. You're welcome."
The other two girls said with some envy, "Senior Sister Yuewen, don't just help Xiaowei. Help us find jobs, too! We're about to graduate."
"Of course."
Xu Yuewen said, "As long as you all make a good impression today, it won't be a problem."
