Hearing this, Zhao Quanli and Wang Jiajia looked at Zhao Zirui hopefully.
Being a civil servant was their family's first choice.
There was nothing wrong with a girl choosing a stable job.
"Which department did you apply for?" Zhao Zirui asked.
"It was also tax."
"Then why didn't you tell me in advance? I could still help you improve your scores before the exam," Zhao Zirui said. "I think your written test results might have been able to go up a few grades."
"It's mainly because you're too busy. I was too embarrassed to look for you."
Because Zhao Zirui's home was not in Victory Village, and he only came back once or twice a year, their relationship was much more distant.
Even though she knew that he was already a civil servant in the tax bureau, she was too embarrassed to seek him out over this.
"Alright, I'll help you ask about this." Zhao Zirui said.
