Chapter 75 Lust Labyrinth 3



Chapter 75 Lust Labyrinth 3

[Item Name: Rainbow Silk

Appearance: Like a liquid rainbow, it radiates seven colors in the dark. A single strand is as thin as a gossamer, but when it is interwoven into a net, it forms a translucent film similar to the aurora, which has a slight tingling sensation when touched.

Features: Addiction Curse: After being entangled, the creature falls into "pleasure bondage", wound healing is accelerated but nerve signals are delayed, and it is invulnerable to water and fire. 】

"Then let's go." Ye Xiaohua's weak voice sounded from the side, and Ye Xiaoxuan nodded.

When they were about to leave, Ye Xiaoxuan glanced out of the corner of his eye, but saw that the largest piece of mirror fragment reflected not his reflection, but a blurry female face, giving him a mysterious smile.

I turned around suddenly, but there was nothing behind me. When I looked back at the mirror again, the image had disappeared.

"Phew—calm down, it's okay."

Look carefully, this man is called Xiao Shuai, and he lost his job a few days ago.

Xiao Shuai opened the recruitment software and 99+ messages popped up instantly, but he found something wrong after every two sentences.

Some HRs ask about zodiac signs right away, saying that Scorpios and bosses are incompatible; some companies require three years of reverse work experience (you have to travel through time to the future before you can get the job); and some HRs send 60-second voice messages late at night, which when opened are all PUA rhetoric like "although our salary is low, the atmosphere is like a family."

The most amazing thing is that an AI interviewer from a large company asked questions in rapid succession: "If your mother and boss fell into the water at the same time, would you do the PPT or Excel first?"

Xiao Shuai stared at the chat box with "read but not replied" and finally realized: it turned out that he was not looking for a job, but helping HR to complete KPI.

I changed my resume decisively to screen out this group of people, but did things get better? The answer is no.

Xiao Shuai stood in front of the office building, looking up at the glass curtain wall that towered into the sky. The reflected sunlight made him squint.

This was his third interview of the day. The first two had ended in failure, but he still straightened his shirt collar, took a deep breath and walked in.

"Teeth?" Cheng Shuai blinked, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

Ms. Li, the HR director opposite, pushed her gold-rimmed glasses and tapped Cheng Shuai's resume with her finger:

“Yes, teeth. Have you ever had your teeth straightened?”

The air conditioner in the conference room was turned on high, but Cheng Shuai could feel beads of sweat on his back. He forced a smile and said, "Director Li, the relationship between teeth and accounting work..."

"It's a big deal!" Ms. Li interrupted him, "Our boss said that accountants manage finances, and if they don't have straight teeth, they will lose money!"

Director Li had a serious expression and didn't seem to be joking at all.

Xiao Shuai: ...

He clenched the pen in his hand until his knuckles turned white.

He thought about the industry analysis he had stayed up all night to prepare for this interview and the professional knowledge he had memorized, but now all of it was denied because of his teeth.

"How about... I have my teeth fixed?" Xiao Shuai handed over his carefully prepared report unwillingly.

Ms. Li glanced at it and put it aside: "Young man, what matters in the workplace is the matching of auras. If it is destined to happen, it will happen. If it is not destined to happen, don't force it." She has already started packing up the documents, obviously as if she is seeing him off.

After walking out of the building, Cheng Shuai stood on the side of the road in a daze for a while.

His phone vibrated. It was a WeChat message from his mother: "How was the interview?" He hesitated for a moment and replied, "Not bad, waiting for notification." Then he opened the recruitment app and continued to submit his resume.

Xiao Shuai: ...

The next morning, Xiao Shuai arrived at an Internet startup. The office area was open, with slogans such as "Subvert Tradition" and "Wolf Culture" graffitied on the wall. The receptionist took him into a meeting room where five people were already sitting.

"Group interview?" Cheng Shuai's heart sank. He hated this kind of interview format that was like a talent show.

The HR director was a man in his early thirties, with a slicked-back hair and a brand-name watch on his wrist that sparkled under the light. He didn't introduce himself, but directly asked a question: "The nature of the position we are recruiting for is a bit special, can you accept it?"

Xiao Shuai: ...

After all, he is an adult, so he naturally understands what the HR meant. Group interview...chicken or duck?

The meeting room was completely silent. A girl quit the meeting, and Xiao Shuai knew that there would be new content on Xiaohongshu tomorrow.

Then, one by one, there was an avalanche of people withdrawing from the meeting. "Stop!" the interviewer slammed the table, but unfortunately it didn't work.

In the end, Xiao Shuai was the only one left.

When the interviewer saw this, hope rekindled in his eyes: "You..."

However, before he could finish, Xiao Shuai also quit the club. It turned out that he had misunderstood. Xiao Shuai was just shocked by this bizarre operation.

The next week became Xiaoshuai's nightmare.

HRs from all walks of life used all kinds of tricky questions to undermine his confidence.

"You," a HR suddenly pointed at Xiao Shuai, "how much do you think you are worth?"

Xiao Shuai reported the average salary in the industry.

"Ha!" The HR laughed exaggeratedly, "You? I'm giving you a 50% discount, which is alms! Do you know how many 985 and overseas returnees are scrambling to come to our company?" He approached Xiao Shuai, "To tell you the truth, there are a lot of people like you on the street."

Xiao Shuai: ...

He felt that no matter how lowly he was, he would not earn 3,000 yuan a month.

When she left, Xiao Shuai's shirt was soaked with sweat. In the elevator, a girl who had just interviewed with her sobbed softly: "Am I really that bad..."

Xiao Shuai wanted to comfort her, but found himself in deep self-doubt.

After a week of interviews, Xiao Shuai began to no longer limit himself to his major, and then summed up an experience: you can't interview for a sparring partner in a billiard hall, because they are essentially recruiting prostitutes in the name of a billiard hall; you can't interview for a plot-killing companion, because they are essentially recruiting prostitutes in the name of plot-killing; you can't interview for a singing partner in a bar, because they are recruiting prostitutes in the name of a bar...

"Xiao Shuai," the HR patted his shoulder enthusiastically, "It's so nice to see an alumnus! You know, I was also as ignorant as you back then." He changed the subject, "But it's different now. My annual salary is already 500,000!"

Xiao Shuai: ...

The following interview turned into a personal show for Zhao Lei, who talked endlessly about how he had been promoted three times in three years, how he was appreciated by his boss, and how he won over clients one after another at the wine table.

"...So," Zhao Lei took a sip of water, "you fresh graduates are too rigid. Look at me, I never limit myself to my major. Last week I was tutoring my boss's son!"

Xiao Shuai tried to get the topic back on track: "Regarding the responsibilities of this position..."

"What's the hurry?" The other party waved his hand, "Let me first tell you how to survive in the workplace. Do you know why I can succeed? Because I know how to behave!" He lowered his voice, "For example, every month I will give the leader a small gift, not expensive, but the thought must be there..."

At the end of the interview, Xiao Shuai received a vague “wait for further notice”, while Zhao Lei handed him a business card: “Contact me when you have time, I will show you the world!”

As he walked out of the company door, he threw the business card into the trash can.

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