The moment the glass door of the Lu Group headquarters opened in front of me, I took a deep breath.
Lin Wei is right. The black skirt I am wearing today does make me look a bit like an insurance salesman, but it doesn't matter. As long as I can get this offer, I will accept it even if I dress like Mickey Mouse.
When I was fired from my last company three months ago, my mother said on the phone, "My dear daughter, why don't you come back and take the civil service exam."
I said harshly at the time: "Mom, if I, Shen Nian'an, can't behave like a human being, I won't come back."
Now that I think about it, that was too much.
The marketing director of Lu Group was my last straw. I submitted my resume seven times and relied on three connections to get this interview opportunity. Standing in the elevator, I adjusted my expression three times in the mirror - raising the corners of my mouth 15 degrees, smiling professionally, being dignified and generous, making people think "this person is reliable" at a glance.
The elevator dinged and reached the 28th floor.
I walked out and was about to ask the front desk where the interview was, when I caught a glimpse of a group of people approaching at the end of the corridor.
The man in the lead was wearing a dark gray custom-made suit and was estimated to be over 1.85 Meters tall. He was holding a stack of documents in his hand and was talking to the person next to him. He spoke in a low voice, but there was an undeniable sense of oppression in every word.
A word suddenly popped into my mind: walking hormones.
No, it should be said - walking KPI.
