Daniel explained, "Some middle school students come from difficult backgrounds, so they hope to earn some tuition money. If the interviewee is really good, we can hire them. If they choose to pursue a design major in college, the boss will help cover their tuition fees, and they can join the company directly after graduation." Emily suddenly remembered that she had worked part-time during her middle school years. To earn money for Sophia, she often took on part-time jobs. "This is a good thing. We should give children with dreams a chance," Emily nodded. "I think this approach is excellent. It helps the company attract talent early and provides financial assistance to students from less privileged backgrounds, giving them a chance for a better future and education." Daniel felt proud. "This idea was proposed by the boss. He said at the beginning of his startup that many outstanding students are unable to attend college due to financial difficulties, which is a regret for both society and the students. He wants to change this unfair fate as much as possible." Emily’s mind wandered. Was he doing this for her? He witnessed her giving up a university offer to work and support Sophia, so he wanted to create more opportunities for students with similar fates to hers? "Alright, we can begin now. Let the first interviewee in." The assistant soon brought in an eighteen-year-old student. Following the procedure, he introduced himself, and Daniel asked him a few questions. The same process repeated for the next dozen students. Daniel looked at the stack of resumes with some disappointment. "None of these interviewees impressed me." Ken clicked his tongue. "Design is considered an art. It takes a genius to surprise you, but there aren't many geniuses around. Still, they are young, and we can hire some with potential and train them." Daniel nodded. The last one to come in was a girl. Emily was engrossed in reading a resume and didn’t notice until Ken exclaimed, "Is this an interviewee?"Daniel looked conflicted. "Is she a middle school student? She looks like she just came from a nightclub." The assistant said, "Daniel, she’s from St. John’s School." St. John’s School? Hearing this, Emily looked up, her gaze narrowing. God really loves to play jokes. This was the girl who accused the young mother of stealing a phone in the cinema. Yesterday, she had red hair, and today it was dyed pink. The girl recognized Emily too and turned pale instantly. But Emily didn’t say anything and continued to look at the resumes. The girl opened her mouth but chose not to acknowledge Emily. Daniel asked a few professional questions. When it came to her family background, the girl looked pitiful. "My dad had a car accident and lost a leg, so he can’t work anymore. My mom takes care of him at home, and we have no other source of income. I have to find a part-time job. Your company's salary is good, and I can learn a lot, so I wanted to try..." Daniel sighed, "I see. Your family situation is indeed special, but don’t worry. If you can join our company, we’ll cover your college tuition and provide some living expenses for your daily needs." "Thank you!" "Don’t thank me yet. I haven’t said we’re hiring you." The girl continued, "If my parents know I found such a good part-time job and joined such a great company, they’ll be very relieved!" This statement made Daniel scratch his head. How could he refuse her now? He couldn’t refuse! Daniel and Ken exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. "Alright, you can start this weekend..." "Wait—"Emily, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke softly. Daniel asked, "Madam, do you have any questions?" "Of course." Emily looked up at the girl in front of her. She was wearing a denim jacket over a black tight-fitting tank top and very short denim shorts. The girl, feeling guilty under Emily's gaze, said, "Ask whatever you want." Emily smiled gently, her emotions unreadable. "I want to ask where you got your hair done. It looks great." The girl breathed a sigh of relief, thinking Emily didn’t recognize her and just wanted to know about her hair out of a shared interest in beauty. The girl said, "At Strange Space Hair Salon. It’s a big place, easy to find. You’ll see it as soon as you enter the street." Emily nodded. "Thank you. I’ll try it out." The girl waved it off. "No need to thank me." "I have one more question. You students probably know digital products well. Where can I buy a phone for a good price?" "Of course, Innovation Road! All the new phone models arrive there first, and the prices are slightly lower than elsewhere." Daniel, watching the two women chat, quietly leaned over to ask, "Madam seems to like this girl quite a bit. Should we hire her?" Emily’s smile remained, but her words were firm, "This person will never be hired." Daniel was shocked. "What..." "What?" The girl was also stunned. "If you’re not hiring me, why ask me so many questions?" Emily looked down, speaking each word clearly, "I have my reasons for asking. As a makeup artist, I know that to achieve this pink hair color, you need to bleach it first, then dye it, and finally do a series of treatments to get this shine. Based on what you said, the salon you mentioned is quite famous, and I estimate it costs at least $200 to get this done. That’s equivalent to a regular student’s half-month living expenses. And your new phone costs nearly $1000, right?" Daniel’s eyes widened as Emily slowly revealed the girl's lies."You can afford such expensive hairstyles and a new phone. If your family is as poor as you say, where does your money come from?"