The shop assistant scrutinized the string of numbers, her eyes seemingly clearing up a lot, and she spoke with renewed energy.
She coughed, pushing Gao Ming's phone aside, "Why didn't you say earlier that you were here for an interview?"
She sized up Gao Ming, noticing he still had a cat backpack, "It's so realistic; my boss used to have a cat too."
"Does your boss like cats too?"
"Not really; cats are spirit-sensitive. The places where the boss goes for business aren't clean." Her gaze at Gao Ming then shifted, indescribable in some way, certainly not like how one would look at a normal person, "Since the boss recommended you, let's not waste time. We'll start the interview right away."
The shop assistant shouted into the store, the lights switched off, and the door slowly closed, seemingly controlled by someone inside.
"Let's go."
"Is the interview location outside?"
