“No matter how I introduce myself, the result is the same. You already know everything on my resume—what’s the point of repeating it? Either way, you’re just going to send me away without any courtesy,” David Clark said.

This actually resonated with the crowd; there was a constant murmur below. David Clark glanced back at his fellow job seekers, who looked just as miserable as he did, then turned back and said directly, “The fourth, the seventh, and that young lady who just left—I think they all had good qualifications, but you didn’t even give them a trial opportunity. To be frank, I’m not as good as they are. You can just tell me now if I should leave, so we can both save time.”

Wow, that was bold. Tina Bennett sucked in a breath, but couldn’t react right away. Emily Thompson retorted, “Today we’re the recruiters. What kind of people we want—do we need you to tell us?”

“Yeah, I think I understand now why you’re having trouble finding a job,” Tina Bennett chimed in.

With that kind of attitude and personality, what company would want someone like this?

“On the contrary,” David Clark replied undaunted, “I’ve spent more time employed than unemployed. I’ve never lacked work. Everyone here, including myself, came with the hope of landing a decent job. We can accept your pickiness, but we can’t accept your baseless humiliation.”

He talked back. Emily Thompson found it hard to handle and looked at the host, Evelyn Carter. Evelyn Carter hadn’t expected this situation either. She glanced at David Clark’s resume and said, “I appreciate people with personality, but just talking doesn’t count… You graduated from Shandong University, majoring in Chinese Language and Literature. You’ve been in Beijing for several years since graduation, so why is there no work experience reflected?”

“That’s because, even if I wrote it on my resume, you might not understand it,” David Clark replied.

That’s it, Paul Grant thought to himself. He hadn’t expected David Clark to be even more outrageous than Sam Parker. At least Sam Parker wanted a free meal; David Clark was just butting heads with them. There could only be one outcome: get out.

“Really? I don’t see it. You don’t look like someone in a high-end industry,” Evelyn Carter said with contempt.

“You’re right, it is a high-end industry. I can tell you now: intelligent high-end digital communication device surface polymer compound planar processing. Have you heard of it?” David Clark rattled off seriously.

That long string left Evelyn Carter stunned. She looked around; everyone shook their heads. The interviewer was stumped. She saw David Clark’s sly, smiling eyes and asked curiously, “What industry is that, in layman’s terms?”

“In layman’s terms…” David Clark looked back, smiled, and said, “It’s putting screen protectors on phones. Don’t tell me you don’t even get that?”

The room erupted in laughter. Several people clapped and stomped their feet, finally letting out what they’d been holding in.

Evelyn Carter blushed, unable to handle it. Tina Bennett was so angry her chubby face turned pale. She pointed to the door: “You can leave now. Take your self-respect and go do your polymer compound planar processing.”

“Thank you. Your attitude shows you live in an environment lacking self-respect and haven’t learned to respect others,” David Clark shot back, swaggering out. His exit was way more dashing than Sam Parker’s.

A long time passed before Evelyn Carter finally muttered, “Next… Julia Morgan.”

A bearded young man, who looked older than his age, stood up, seemingly regaining some confidence. He said directly, “I’ve been scammed out of registration fees eight times while job hunting. It’s exactly because of attitudes like yours that I came all the way from Miyun. If you’re just here to toy with everyone’s enthusiasm, that’s even worse than scamming registration fees.”

The recruiters were stumped.

But the result didn’t change. After a heated argument, the man slammed the door and left. The conference room once again echoed with Evelyn Carter’s emotionless voice:

“Next…”

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……

Outside the door, David Clark was grabbed by Sam Parker. The two of them sat on the waiting chairs at the front desk, watching one applicant after another leave—some angry, some dejected, some sighing at their own misfortune. No matter how calm they tried to be, it didn’t feel good.

After drifting around for so long, they’d seen it all. Being rejected and looked down on no longer challenged anyone’s limits. The two were waiting for Paul Grant, not knowing how their new acquaintance would fare. Sam Parker remembered something and asked David Clark, “David Clark, you’re such a beast—weren’t you doing pretty well with the deliveries?”

“It was fine. Yesterday I was doing a parkour performance at the square and left the company vehicle by the roadside…”

“Wow, did you lose it?”

“No, it wasn’t stolen. The city management towed it away. Man, you should’ve heard that fat boss lady cursing me out… Seriously, if she weren’t a woman, I’d have slapped her.”

“Haha… I’m still smarter. She docked me half a month’s pay, so I just sold her e-bike and never went back.”

“That’s not right. That’s basically a crime. Don’t go bragging about your shameless deeds.”

“Tch, like you’re so honorable. In the end, it’s all the same.”