Xu An took it, and seeing the other party's sincere apology, he didn't take it to heart and responded amicably, "It's okay, it was also my fault."
"Are you... looking to hire a cultivator?" The young man's gaze fell on Xu An's document, and he asked tentatively.
"Yes, I am." Xu An nodded.
The young man hesitated for a moment, then mustered up his courage to ask:
"I am a graduate of this year's class and also from the cultivating department. Can I... have an interview?"
"This is a private hiring, not some big company," Xu An said bluntly.
Xu An was used to it; whenever he said this, he could nearly guess the outcome.
Unexpectedly, the young man on the other side hurriedly organized the papers on the ground and clutched them to his chest, then pulled out a resume and handed it to Xu An.
"This is my resume, please take a look and see if I meet your employment standards." The young man spoke with reverence.
