"Look at that girl sitting in the office; she's the one Manager Shen arranged to get in through the back door. I wonder which family's daughter she is. I heard even Miss Yuan San got turned away just now. Does she have a more powerful background than Miss Yuan San?"
"I don't know, but that girl really is pretty. She must be from a family that arranged for her to come here and build a rapport with President Yuan of Tianye Technology, right? Otherwise, why would Manager Shen be so polite?"
Two women holding resumes spoke mockingly as they looked in Wen Xin's direction. They felt that someone like Wen Xin, who was beautiful, was merely a vase without real talent, just someone who climbed the ranks through her looks.
Wen Xin glanced at the time, disinterested in the interviews. She was here today merely to discuss with Yuan Junye the robot program she wanted to develop. She sent him a message, asking how much longer the people in his office would take to leave.
