Just thinking about Zhang Hong's arrogant and ugly smirk made Sun Miao utterly depressed.
But what could he do? The decision had been made by the leaders, and besides returning home, he had no other options.
"You failed?" Chen Xiaolong said, startled.
There were many candidates this time, but he didn't expect the competition to be so fierce.
With Sun Miao's resume, the chances of being hired were actually quite high, but unfortunately, it didn't happen this time.
"Yeah, there's nothing I can do. I'm planning to go home, prepare a bit, and then send out my resume to other companies."
Sun Miao waved his hand and could only muster a forced smile, visibly downhearted.
"It's not a big deal. If this place doesn't appreciate you, another will. Zhongming Hall not choosing you is their loss. I think you're pretty good. If I were the interviewer, I would definitely have picked you," Chen Xiaolong said, patting the other's shoulder, trying to console him.
