Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 358 - 356: Miss, are you calling me?
She went to the restroom to remove her torn stockings and threw them into the trash can. Then, she painfully wiped away the blood with a tissue and returned to the waiting room.
Remembering the kind reminder from the taxi driver, Jiayi couldn’t help but look around.
Wondering if it would be possible to find an interviewer to curry favor with.
But it was easier said than done, as she couldn’t even catch a glimpse of any interviewer.
It seemed that a last-minute effort to ingratiate herself was futile. If anyone had wanted to get the job through backdoor dealings, they had likely settled it long ago and it wouldn’t be her turn.
Just then, the receptionist came in and knocked on the door: "Chu Jiayi, please come in."
Jiayi stood up, feeling a tug at her ankle wound. She clenched her teeth and endured the pain, following the receptionist into the interview office.
After knocking on the door, Jiayi entered, bending over to bow: "Good day to all the interviewers."
The group of interviewers, upon seeing the woman walking in, were all momentarily stunned. Then, they all noticed her bare legs without stockings and the slightly split wound at her ankle.
Seeing the furrowed brows of the interviewers, Jiayi’s heart sank. This was a bad first impression.
For a large company, especially one in the fashion industry, they paid great attention to details. To come looking so shabby for an interview would certainly cost her points.
Still, she braced herself, handed over her resume, and introduced herself briefly.
"So, Miss Chu is a fresh graduate who just finished university this year with no work experience in the design industry, is that correct? The position you’re applying for is design assistant, but we need someone with work experience, not a greenhorn," a middle-aged man with rimless glasses closed Jiayi’s resume and pointedly remarked.
Such words, Jiayi had heard countless times in one interview after another: "I have designed ready-to-wear during internships organized by Yun University, and I have won awards in school competitions. I believe..."
Before she could finish, several interviewers exchanged glances and started to laugh, albeit not in a disdainful manner, their tones carried a hint of condescension.
"Miss Chu, the awards you won in school competitions and the experience from internships hardly count as experience."
"Does Miss Chu know what kind of experience the lowest-ranking design assistant in our company has? They have participated in the design of the ’China’s Model Path’ reality show, and have worked in large domestic clothing design firms for over three years."
"Even disregarding experience, just by the manner in which Miss Chu attended the interview today, it doesn’t seem like you’re quite suited for our industry."
...
The interviewers’ tone was professionally mild, but the content was undoubtedly harsh.
"My teachers said I have a high aptitude for design. I will definitely strive to gain more experience. If I could join Yundu, I would work hard, doing ten hours for what others do in five, aiming to meet the company’s standards as soon as possible," Jiayi declared resolutely.
One interviewer seemed to notice something on the resume and chuckled: "Miss Chu, can you really work ten hours every day? Don’t you need to take care of your child?"
In a company like Yundu, applicants had to clearly state their family members. Jiayi had included her mommy and Zaizai as well.
The spouse category, however, was left blank.
This led the interviewers to quickly understand that the applicant in front of them was a single mother.
Jiayi immediately said, "My son is very well-behaved and almost doesn’t need looking after. He will soon be starting kindergarten, and then I can devote myself more fully to work."
But these words did not move the interviewers.
As a single mom, she would likely have to dedicate more energy to her family and child.
The interviewers became even more resolved.
It was not until the interviewer’s words, "If you proceed to the second round, we will notify you," were uttered that Jiayi realized the interview was over.
Without a doubt, she had failed.
She had stumbled once again in an interview.
The interviewers hadn’t even bothered to look at the designs she had rushed to prepare over several days.
Jiayi’s spirit plummeted, and she walked out of the interview office in a daze, heading towards the elevator.
Thinking of Zaizai’s encouragement before he left the house, Jiayi’s nose tingled with emotion—how many times had it been already...
Zaizai must be so disappointed, right?
He was so motivated this morning, so confident in himself, and now he was going to learn that her job opportunity had fallen through again. He would surely be upset.
The Yundu job had been applied for by her son, after all.
And Zaizai’s bilingual kindergarten fees... Was it time for mommy to dip into her savings once more? It seemed the expense would have to be deferred again.
She suppressed the gloom in her heart and trudged forward with her increasingly sore legs, only to hear voices coming from the corridor.
One of those voices sounded very familiar.
A thought struck her—wasn’t it similar to the one she had just heard—
The man from the car she had nearly collided with?
She peeked stealthily.
It was indeed that man!
Although she had only glimpsed him briefly, the man’s profile was exceedingly memorable. She couldn’t be mistaken!
Seated in the car, she hadn’t realized it, but standing up, Jiayi saw that the man was quite tall, appearing to be over one eighty-five. At that moment, standing in a crisp suit, his lean waist and long, shapely legs were strikingly impressive.
By his side was a middle-aged man, also smartly dressed in a suit, speaking to him very politely.
This middle-aged man, Jiayi had seemingly heard others addressing him as Mr. Yang, while she was waiting for her interview—perhaps the Manager of the Administrative Department at Yundu.
This man looked quite familiar with Manager Yang, yet not in the way one is familiar with a client. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
It was as if they were colleagues.
Yes! This man had bumped into her at Yundu’s entrance. He must be from Yundu!
Seeing how Manager Yang was polite and respectful, he definitely couldn’t be of a lower rank than Manager Yang.
This man—was he a part of Yundu’s management team?
Yes, he must be!
A glimmer of hope ignited in Jiayi’s heart, the kind taxi driver’s advice echoing in her mind.
Seeking backdoor channels...
Using connections...
If this man truly was part of Yundu’s management, perhaps she could ask him for a favor?
But would he help her...
Approaching a stranger for a backdoor favor, wouldn’t that be too...
After hesitating for a few seconds, her resolve firmed—she had to get this job.
Dignity was worthless compared to a better life for mommy and Zaizai.
At that moment, Manager Yang had finished speaking with the man and seemed to want to escort him personally, but the man seemed to gesture ’no’ with his hand. Without further words, Manager Yang returned to his office alone.
Huo Zhenyang pressed the VIP elevator button for the current floor, ready to go down, when he heard a voice from behind: "Wait a moment!"
The voice was somewhat weak, not very assertive, but it seemed filled with all the effort the speaker could muster.
He turned around to see the woman who had called him. Raising his eyebrows slightly, he looked around and saw no one else. His voice was low and magnetic yet filled with confusion:
"Miss, are you calling me?"
