Chapter 88


    Be‘s POV:


    “I hope I won‘t see him in my whole life!” I knew that Joey must have thought that I had met Herbert after


    the divorce.


    In fact, I was telling the truth. I didn‘t want to see him again. Because I wanted to start a new life. When I


    saw him again, I was afraid I couldn‘t control myself. I couldn‘t always suffer from the same man. “Such


    an excellent man is indeed not someone that people at our level can have forever. It‘s already very lucky


    for you to have a man like him!” Joey said. “Don‘t mention Herbert, okay?” I rolled my eyes at Joey. “One


    more sentence, I‘ll say one more sentence!” Joey stretched out a finger. “Say it!”


    Joey immediately said, “In the past few days, the executives of the Wharton Group didn‘t dare to breathe


    heavily. It is said that Boss has been very strict with their work these few days. No matter how serious


    the executives were, their mistakes would be picked out by him. Boss‘s secretary, Allie, is very anxious


    every day. She doesn‘t dare to make any mistakes in her work. She is always afraid of being


    reprimanded by Boss!” I lowered my head and thought, “Is he in a bad mood because of the divorce?


    Impossible! He can marry his most beloved woman soon. He should be very happy.” “Do you think Boss


    is reluctant to part with you? There hasn‘t been any news that he was going to get married in the past


    few days.” Joey continued. I threw a bolster at Joey. “Don‘t mention him anymore, okay? I‘ve divorced


    him. I don‘t want to hear any news about him!” “Okay, okay. Let‘s talk about something else. How‘s your


    job hunt?” When it came to this matter, I became even more mncholy. “I‘ve been looking for a job for


    half a month, and there‘s no suitable one. One of them asked me to go for an interview tomorrow, but


    there‘s not much hope.” “Why?” Joey frowned and asked. I replied, “It‘s a legal department. They wanted


    to hire a financial manager. I sent my resume at will at that time. Thepany has high requirements, a


    high sry, and a good working environment. Thepetition must be fierce.” “No matter what, you


    should try. There might be hope!” Joeyughed. “I hope everything goes well.” I thought, holding my


    chin. Early the next morning, I came to the QW Law Firm This legal department upied an entire floor


    of this building. It had dozens of employees. The office conditions were spacious and bright, and the


    staff‘s sry was also very high. It was said that thepany was very famous in the city, I was very


    satisfied with such a working environment.


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    1916 The only bad thing about this building was that it was fairly close to the Wharton building, only a


    few hundred meters away. This made me feel a great deal of pressure. There were also a lot of people


    who applied for the financial manager post, many of whom graduated from famous schools and


    experienced. Because of these two things, I was not confident enough. I was under a lot of pressure


    working here because I didn‘t know if I would meet Herbert or my former colleague. Besides, I didn‘t


    have much chance to get this job, so I turned around and wanted to leave.


    “Next is the No. 8, Be!” As soon as I took a few steps, someone called my name.


    Since my name was called, it was better for me to umte experience in the interview! I walked to


    the staff and said, “I‘m No. 8, Be.” “You can go in.” The staff reached out and made an inviting gesture


    to an office.


    I walked into a spacious office and saw three interviewers sitting in front of a row of tables.


    The interviewers were two men and one woman. The woman was about forty years old. She was sitting


    in the middle, so she should be the chief examiner, right? On my left was a middle–aged man in his


    fifties, and on my right was a young man in his thirties. It was not my first interview, so I was not nervous.


    I specially prepared it before I came here today, from hairstyle to clothing and matching shoes. In


    addition, I didn’t have high expectations of myself, so I was very calm. At the beginning of the interview,


    the interviewer asked some basic financial questions. I could basically answer all the questions rted to


    the field.


    I was still confident in my profession. After all, I was very serious about work in the past.


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    After the question, the female examiner sitting in the middle asked, “Miss Stepanek, 25 years old, you


    had three years of financial experience?” “Yes.” I nodded. “Then why did you choose our QW Law Firm?”


    the female examiner continued to ask. “No reason. It‘s hard to find a suitable job now, so I sent in my


    resume to anypanies with financial posts. I wanted to try as much as possible!” I replied.


    The young male examiner next to the female examiner gave me a few more nces.


    The female examiner frowned as if she didn‘t like my answer. I didn‘t take the female examiner‘s attitude


    to heart at all. I didn‘t hold much hope for this job today, so I treated the interview with ease. I said


    whatever I wanted and didn‘t intentionally tter them. The female examiner continued to ask, “Why did


    you apply for the position of a financial manager, and not an ordinary finance staff?” In the past, when


    answering such questions, the interviewees would say that they had been engaged in finance for several


    years. They wanted to train themselves better and challenge their own abilities. I didn‘t want to say such


    hypocritical words, so I answered directly, “Because the financial manager‘s sry is much higher than


    that of ordinary finance staff. Of course, I want to make more money when Ie out to work. I also


    need to support my family!”


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    1916 My words immediately surprised the three interviewers.


    I knew I couldn‘t pass the interview this time, just as I expected.


    The young examiner in a silver suit rubbed his nose. He then picked up my resume and asked, “Your


    previous job was at the Wharton Group?” “Yes.” I turned to look at the young examiner.


    The interviewer was at most 30 years old. He had thick hair, a square face, and deep facial features. He


    was a handsome man.


    He looked down at the resume twice and then continued to look at me.


    “It has been more than half a year since you left the Wharton Group. You didn‘t write your resume in the


    past half a year? Didn‘t youe out to work?” he asked doubtfully.


    Half a year?


    The life of the past six months appeared in my mind. I thought of the damp environment on the Moon


    Mountain and my heart seemed to have be moist...