Brother Xin lay on the bed, not telling the truth. Nothing was set in stone, and he didnât want the person on the opposite bed to have other thoughts.
"He asked me to catch up, and I agreed. Itâs rare that he still thinks about me. Itâs good that I was nice to him before."
In other words, those bullies on the other bed shouldnât expect Yu Haoming to be polite to them.
The muscular man felt uncomfortable; he also wanted to know powerful people.
If heâd known Yu Haoming would be successful one day, he would have treated him better.
The rat-faced young man pouted, thinking that even if Yu Haoming got rich, remembering the little kindness from Brother Xin, it wouldnât make them rich too.
Maybe one day heâd live better than them. Working for others isnât as carefree as being your own boss.
Heâs already joined an organization that teaches how to be a boss. Once he learns, heâll move into a big villa. With women and money, he could do whatever he wants.
The rat-faced young man fantasized about Yu Haoming kneeling before him, calling him boss like a bootlicker. It was exhilarating.
Brother Xin glanced askance at that lecherous rat face in the dim light.
Feeling a bout of disgust, he couldnât even imagine what was going on in his mind; it was truly disgusting.
Just a few more days. If he passed the interview, he could go home.
Brother Xin felt excited but didnât dare to show it, so he had to hypnotize himself to sleep quickly.
The next morning, Yu Haoming prepared the paperwork needed for the interview, gave it to his subordinates, and told them that some of the interviewees today might have lower educational backgrounds. They should fill in the forms to assess their literacy levels.
Those too bad arenât to be considered. Thereâs no choice; he canât flood the company with illiterates.
No matter how good someoneâs character is, without some educational background, theyâre easily deceived.
He must at least ensure that anyone joining the company can understand company directives to prevent mistakes during execution.
At this time, Brother Xin also took a bus to Yu Haomingâs workplace.
The security guard at the entrance was imposing. He asked the guard where to go for the interview. The guard told him, "Wait here until itâs crowded enough; then the receptionist will come to take you in."
"Alright, alright." Brother Xin sat at the entrance of the security room, with gusts of cool wind blowing out from inside. This environment wasnât any different from a big companyâs â it seemed Yu Haoming had found a good job.
By the time the receptionist came to lead the interviewees, dozens of people were already waiting at the entrance.
Brother Xin followed the receptionist inside, glancing around the office discreetly.
Brand new desks and chairs, expensive simulation pods just sitting there in the entertainment area. The staff at the reception said the simulation pods were free to use at any time.
On Extraordinary Island, many jobs have flexible hours. As long as the work is finished, the general manager wonât interfere.
"What about you, the receptionists?"
"We receptionists always work in pairs, with eight days off a month. If requested, you can take eight days off in a row, provided a colleague is willing to swap shifts with you." The receptionist guided them to the interview room, where they could see the working environment through glass doors, turning a corner, they could even see the canteen.
Brother Xin was full of longing. He had worked as a temporary cleaner in many big companies, looking down at his attire, appearing very ordinary among the crowd. He could tell that not many of the interviewees were highly-educated folk; there were only four or five young faces.
Those young faces were probably high school graduates.
Because the recruitment notice only mentioned that as long as youâre not illiterate, you could come to interview.
To verify that everyone wasnât illiterate, the receptionist handed them a form to fill out based on a template, creatively.
Once finished, they could start the interview.
It wasnât Brother Xinâs first time attending such a formal interview, yet it was his first time applying for a managerial position.
He wiped his sweaty hands on his pants, focusing on filling out the form on an electronic device.
The form had several open-ended questions about worldviews, without any templates, requiring their true thoughts.
Brother Xin filled it out slowly, while the younger individuals were faster, being prioritized for individual interviews.
By the time he finished, those who went into the interview had already come out.
Seeing the young ones come out looking exhausted, Brother Xin became increasingly anxious.
When his name was called, he walked in clumsily.
Yu Haoming evidently didnât want any shady dealings, leaving it all to HR. He only made introductions. Success depended on Brother Xin himself.
He was questioned for a full twenty minutes, about his family situation, where he had worked before, and whether he could commit to the role for more than two years.
"If required to continue learning, are you willing to study?"