C4

Afternoon 30 days ago

The autumn wind was chilly, and the fallen leaves on the ground were rolling along with the wind. If I wasn't about to graduate, if I wasn't about to face a hungry life, I probably wouldn't have chosen this road.

In front of me is a completely white door, and that's where I want to go today. According to the address I saw when posting on the internet, this should be a company that specializes in cultural communication.

Fortunately, this kind of company was recruiting, and what they needed was a woman, a professional broadcaster.

All of this fit perfectly with me, and I felt as if the heavens had once again opened for me after closing my innumerable doors of employment.

This time, I had to succeed. I secretly encouraged myself.

"Where to? "Lady."

As I approached the door, a shriveled hand reached out from beside it, so suddenly that I almost cried out in fright.

There was actually someone here!

There really was a man slowly standing up from the inside, then turning around and taking a step to the side to look at me.

It was a thin old man with a white hat on his head, and out of the corner of my eye I saw an old wooden stool by the door.

The wooden bench was really old. I remember that my grandmother also had a similar stool. She always sat on it when she ate when she was young, so she was very impressed.

The old man standing in front of me was very thin, probably because of his thin skin. His eyes were very large, and his eyes were sunken in, giving off a slightly terrifying feeling at first glance.

I smiled and said, "Greetings, sir. I am here to apply."

"The company is recruiting new people again!" The old man ignored me and stood there muttering to himself. I looked at the setting sun, which was slowly setting. Due to some delays, when I arrived, I was already late. I could only pray that the company's position wasn't filled.

"Go in, don't force yourself."

"Alright."

I nodded. This old gatekeeper was a bit curious as to why he would have such a huge reaction when he saw me and even said such ridiculous words.

When I thought about the upcoming interview, I couldn't help but grab the bag in my hands. Inside the bag was my resume, which was the front door. At the beginning of the job interview, almost everyone started looking for a cover for themselves, because applying for a job usually only took a few minutes, so the first impression was very important.

Especially in our field of study. From third year to fourth year, it's a completely different story. If a person doesn't appear for half a year, when she reappears, you will feel that she has completely changed.

I was thinking about how to introduce myself when I stopped. This feeling was completely beyond my brain's control, and I was thinking about something else when my body actually stopped itself.

I turned around slowly. I had a strange feeling, a feeling that came from behind me. I turned around and saw that the old man in the white hat was standing by the door, looking at me.

What was he looking at!?

Of course, that wasn't what had caused me to stop. As I was walking forward, I suddenly thought of the words he had just said.

"Miss."

How could he know I was a girl! Because the man had been sitting with his back to me when I walked in. Could it be because the high heels he was walking on were not made of stone or marble, but sand, so there was almost no sound when he walked on them?

The man should have noticed me looking at him. The next moment, he sat down slowly and leaned against the concrete pillar behind the door.

"It's nothing!"

I smiled. This isn't the first time I've seen something like this. As such, people sometimes can't help but get used to things. Perhaps this is the principle of survival of the fittest.

In front of them was a five story white building. The company's position was slightly off, especially at this time of modern development. Almost all of the buildings here were tens of stories tall.

I took a deep breath and walked in. The interview location was on the second floor. When I went in from the first floor, I actually smelled a special smell. It was very familiar.

Burned incense.

When I was young, my grandma had a huge incense burner at her house. The incense was almost unceasing, and every time the incense was served, my grandma would constantly mutter it. As for what it was, I had never heard it clearly.

This is where the company works. I walked in the direction from which the smell came from, and suddenly a person rushed out from a dark corner, holding something in his hands. The next moment, that person ran into an office and slammed the door shut.

The sound was very loud, and the smell in the corridor disappeared with it. I smiled. After all, this was someone else's private matter and it had nothing to do with me.

I walked up the stairs to the second floor and then inside. The hallway was dark, and even though it was late afternoon, the sun outside was still fine. The light from the entire second floor was sparse.

I deliberately slowed down so that the sound of my high heels on top would be quieter. I walked down the dark corridor and soon saw a piece of paper stuck to one of the doors.

Perhaps it's because I came late, but there's already no one at the door. Could it be that this opportunity will be lost again?

If you want to stay, you have to find yourself a place to stay. Also, I've had enough of the scornful looks of the director, so don't tell me that you are only a good student if you take a contract to return. Don't forget, in the last four years, my results were among the best.

I couldn't help but press my ear to it. If there was anyone else inside, I would have pushed open the door without hesitation and completed the interview, even if I failed in the end.

There was really a sound coming from inside. The company's recruitment was not over yet, and suddenly my lost heart was filled with hope again. As I stood at the door tidying up my clothes, the sound from inside became louder and louder, and it sounded a little strange.

I looked at the time on my phone. It was almost 4: 30 PM. After a while, I would be getting off work. I couldn't afford to miss this opportunity.

Creak. The door in front of me opens on its own.

My hand didn't touch the top of the door. The door was opened by myself, but then I unexpectedly walked into the room. It was still very dark inside, as if I stepped on something.

"Who?"

A terrified shout came from the man in front of me. Back then, I was lying on the ground, and the fall was quite solid.

Just when I was about to use my words to redeem myself, an extremely unbearable scene appeared before my eyes. The next moment, I covered my face and dashed out.