Chapter 114: A Quirky Job Interview Session

Chapter 114: A Quirky Job Interview Session

In the cozy chamber, where springtime warmth lingered year-round, faint orchid fragrance wafted from the warm stove, soothing both mind and body. Tang Fei attentively memorized the script, feeling every detail becoming vivid in her mind.

Script:

01

After Lan Yi lost his wife, he rented a small hotel by the sea to fulfill her dream. He themed it as a honeymoon retreat and named it Happiness Hotel.

Across the street, the owner of Sweetie Hotel, Guo Xiang, arranged for his daughter, Guo Jing, to apply for the position of executive manager at Happiness Hotel, and she was also in charge of hiring other staff.

...

As the smoke swirled, Tang Fei's eyes grew sore. She blinked, then lay down on the script, instantly falling into a peaceful slumber with even breaths.

The white smoke curled around Tang Fei's nose. The jade rabbit pattern on the window sill began its alchemical grind, the cloud patterns on the door frame flowed, and the divine invocation card in its slot was being eroded by the smoke. The lines on the chopsticks were gradually fading into emptiness.

A pair of chopsticks, formed by the smoke, emerged in the air and picked up the script.

Tang Fei's eyelids fluttered slightly, and an image emerged in the pure white dreamland.

On a secluded private beach, the sun was shining just right. The fine sand was as soft as flour, while the turquoise waves rolled continuously. The crystal-clear sea allowed one to glimpse small crabs scuttling along the shallow seabed.

A well-built European man, clad in swim trunks and sunglasses, lounged on the sand, basking in the sun. From afar, the sound of an engine echoed across the sea, and a tiny black dot, accompanied by surging waves and a two-meter-high splash, raced towards the shore.

It was a jet ski.

Xu Wan, atop the jet ski, had her hair flowing and her surroundings misty with water vapor. Beads of water rolled down her fair skin, concealed behind a pair of sunglasses that partially hid her brown, exotic eyes.

The black jet ski and Xu Wan's white swimsuit intertwined amidst the soaring spray, racing forward at breakneck speed.

As Xu Wan approached the beach, she dismounted with grace and elegance. Tall and slender, she stepped lightly on the sand, her skin glistening in the sunlight.

"Darling~" the suntanning man rose from the sand, arms outstretched for an embrace. Xu Wan politely dodged him. "Henry, let's break up."

The man was taken aback, removing his sunglasses. "Why? We've only just started."

Xu Wan offered the man a captivating smile. "A day, it's quite long."

"I'll leave you to enjoy your breakup today." Xu Wan mounted the jet ski once more, fastened her safety harness, revved up the engine, and rode off, leaving a trail of splashing waves behind her on the beach.

The man threw his glasses down, kicking up a cloud of sand with one leg: "Damn it!"

Xu Wan's smile faded gradually as she distanced herself from the shore.

It seemed that she still couldn't maintain a close relationship with someone for more than a day. Despite their kindness and sweet words, they couldn't penetrate her armor.

Back at the bay villa, Xu Wan slipped into a black, tight-fitting leather outfit that hugged her long legs. She donned a matching black helmet and chose a silver Harley-Davidson motorcycle from the garage.

The streamlined mechanical beauty complemented the cool girl perfectly.

A job advertisement fluttered to the ground in Xu Wan's wake.

Printed on poor-quality paper with blurry duplications and an unappealing layout, someone had circled a phrase on the ad: "Happiness Hotel – where happiness meets you."

...

[Note: The names have been translated as per the provided terms. Xu Wan remains Xu Wan, and Happiness Hotel stays as Happiness Hotel.]

The Happiness Hotel was a small two-story establishment with only fifteen guest rooms. The exterior walls bore a yellowish patina of age, yet the hanging signboard was freshly polished, displaying in bold letters: "Happiness Hotel."

Xu Wan hung her helmet on the motorbike and entered the hotel straightaway.

Now arrived the stage of group interviews following the initial screening process.

Guo Jing, the undercover agent, had finished setting up the interview area. With her arms crossed, she nodded in satisfaction. "With Boss Lan placing so much trust in me, I can't afford to mess things up; that would be a waste of his confidence."

"Everyone, come in!" Guo Jing opened the conference room door, inviting the group to enter for their interviews.

Xu Wan followed the crowd inside.

Guo Jing picked up the resumes and called out, "First up, Zhang Xinmei."

"Here!" A neatly dressed and well-groomed young woman stood up obediently.

"On your resume, it says your hair is blue," Guo Jing observed, finding the girl's appearance different from what was listed.

"I've dyed it back to black," the girl said earnestly, hoping for praise.

"Didn't your resume say you were in an anime cosplay outfit?" Guo Jing asked nonchalantly, continuing her line of inquiry.

"I believe it's important to dress appropriately for work, so I think this is better."

Guo Jing pressed down on the resume. "Your presentation doesn't match your resume! This is deception! A perfectly good girl, and suddenly she becomes normal!"

"Go back home."

The girl's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You didn't make the cut!"

The girl left in disbelief.

"Next, Gong Changfu, is Gong Changfu here?"

...

The candidate hadn't arrived yet, so Guo Jing replaced the resume.

"Third one, An Qiu. You're applying for a security guard position. Why is your face all bruised and swollen?"

"Manager Guo, I encountered some thieves on my way here," An Qiu replied proudly.

"You bravely fought them off? How many of them beat you up like this?" Guo Jing examined him from head to toe, wincing at the sight.

"They were a gang, oh boy, but just one person actually."

"..." Guo Jing looked at An Qiu again with interest and asked, "Did you engage in a fierce battle with him and manage to win?"

"Not fierce at all. It was an easy victory for me." An Qiu smiled confidently, but the movement pulled at his wounds, distorting his smile.

"..." Guo Jing put down the resume. "Then how did you get these injuries?"

"I used every part of my face and body to relentlessly hit his fists and leather shoes. My bravery successfully scared him off. He was even rubbing his hands and cursing as he ran away," An Qiu said smugly.

Guo Jing applauded. "Impressive. You're exactly the kind of talent our hotel needs. Come straight to work tomorrow."

...

"Seventeenth, Ma Lijuan," Guo Jing called out wearily. After interviewing over ten candidates, they all seemed too ordinary, not matching her expectations at all.

"Ai, Manager Guo."

"You're applying for the housekeeping position. What's your specialty?"

"I'm skilled in square dancing," replied Ma Lijuan, her dark skin contrasting with her eight-toothed smile.

Guo Jing perked up; there was potential here. "What made you decide to apply to our hotel?"

"At home, I'd dance in the square until late at night. My husband threatened to divorce me because of it. Now, with nowhere else to go, I saw that your hotel is hiring."

Guo Jing sat up straight. "So how late would you dance?"

"Three or four in the morning," Ma Lijuan said, rubbing her hands together sheepishly. "Manager Guo, I've already corrected this habit. I won't dance that late anymore. You can trust me, I definitely won't...

"Fantastic!" Guo Jing jumped from her seat, eagerly grasping Ma Lijuan's hands and shaking them vigorously. "You're exactly who we've been looking for! It's fate that we met, and your connection with our hotel runs deep!"

"Leap to your heart's content! Our hotel is centered on happiness, and the wellbeing of our staff is paramount! Dance however you wish!"

...

"Number twenty-nine, Lu Zhihao. Your resume states that your major was esports. How do you think your background would be an advantage for an interview as a plumbing and electrical engineer?"

"I don't have any advantages..." Lu Zhihao shook his head.

"Why did you come for this interview then?"

"My girlfriend left me for a plumber. I wanted to see what plumbers are like."

"Oh." Guo Jing tapped her fingers on the desk. He seemed like a regular person. Should she consider him?

"Tell me, how did the breakup happen?"

"I didn't play games with her, so she broke up with me."

"Just because of that issue?"

"Exactly! It's just this tiny issue. She has no sense of direction or spatial awareness. Even with a map in games, she gets lost.

Before the enemies even attack, she'd accidentally jump off cliffs and die, only to respawn and do it again. She's just not suited for gaming, too clumsy. Even someone rolling their face on the keyboard would perform better than her."

Guo Jing suddenly grasped something. "Did you actually say this directly to your girlfriend?"

"Yes, I did."

Guo Jing: °?°??

Truly a remarkable individual!

"How many hours do you practice esports every day?"

"Fifteen hours."

And he still has a girlfriend? He must look good, because if it weren't for his appearance, there's no way. Perhaps his girlfriend is seeking common ground?

Guo Jing continued, "How are your interactions with others? Look at me, am I pretty?"

"You..." Lu Zhihao began his scrutiny. "Your body proportions aren't quite balanced, you're a bit on the heavier side. Your skin is rather rough, and the powder you've used to conceal your crow's feet seems a bit dry and flaky. Would I be correct in guessing that you're around thirty-five?"

With each word Lu Zhihao spoke, Guo Jing's face twitched involuntarily. By the time he finished, Guo Jing's jaw was clenched tightly, and through gritted teeth, she managed to utter, "Well said! Our hotel is precisely in need of such an honest staff member who speaks the truth to our customers! You're hired!"

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In the end, only two remained in the room, seated with captivating poise. Xu Wan, dressed in leather and with an icy demeanor, exuded an aura of frosty allure.

A heavy snorer, a plump man whose saliva nearly dripped onto the ground as he slumbered deeply.

"I've already gone through my résumé. Who are you all?"

The man, roused from his slumber, looked around and said, "I... I'm Gong Changfu."