Seeing her dejected figure now, he knew that none of her family had succeeded in their interviews...
Sitting on the bench in the pedestrian street, Mo Ran crossed off one employer after another from the list on the paper, leaving just one where she hadn’t interviewed yet. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel{f}ire.net
It was a company looking to hire a receptionist.
She had no experience as a receptionist and would need to know a lot to be qualified for the job. She was not afraid of hard work and was willing to learn, but she feared they wouldn’t give her the chance.
Mo Ran really wanted to give up, but after clenching her teeth, she decided to go for the interview anyway. After all, she had already taken so many knocks, one more wouldn’t matter.
When she arrived at the company, Mo Ran was arranged to have her interview in an office.
"You studied dance before?" the HR staff member asked, glancing up from her resume.
"Yes, I graduated from XX Art College," Mo Ran replied with a smile, seriously answering his question.
The staff member continued to review the resume, then smiled appreciatively, "You’ve won quite a number of awards, including a second prize in a provincial dance competition and first place in the ’Splendid Dancewear’ preliminary round. I must say, you’re quite impressive."
Mo Ran smiled without saying much. Winning these awards wouldn’t help her interview because they had nothing to do with the job she was applying for.
As expected, the person looked up apologetically and said, "I’m sorry, though, we are looking to hire a receptionist, and what you’ve learned won’t help you with this job. Actually, you could interview at a dance academy."
A flash of disappointment crossed Mo Ran’s eyes, but she still managed to smile politely, "Thank you for your suggestion, I will seriously consider it."
She went to retrieve her resume when suddenly the man’s phone rang.
Seeing that it was a call from a higher-up, he signaled for Mo Ran to be silent for a moment, then quickly answered the call, "Hello, General Manager, what can I do for you?"
Whatever was said on the other end made the man glance at Mo Ran and nod seriously.
"Alright, I understand, yes, I know what to do."
After hanging up, he stood up and smiled at Mo Ran, "Miss Mo, please have a seat again, we are not finished here."
Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, as she thought his earlier words were a form of rejection.
Sitting back down nervously, she heard the man say, "Although what you’ve studied is not suitable for this job, your demeanor is very fitting for another position we have."