Upon reaching the turnstile, Fei Wen resorted to her usual tactic. She claimed to be there for an interview and showed her interview notice to the service staff. The staff, whose patience had worn thin, didn't examine it closely, simply had Fei Wen sign, and let her pass.
Quan Zhiwei and Quan Xiaotang, who had been watching the turnstile, saw this.
Quan Zhiwei immediately jumped up and ran over to question, "Why is she allowed in without an employee ID?"
The service staff rolled their eyes, annoyance evident on their faces. "She has an interview notice; she's here for an interview."
Quan Zhiwei was speechless. He huffed and sulkily returned to the waiting area.
As for Fei Wen, she successfully took the elevator to the sixteenth floor.
The entire sixteenth floor was occupied by Chuxin Culture. The office space was vast, but when she had interviewed before, it had seemed so empty that she hadn't been impressed.
However, this time, Fei Wen had completely changed her mind. Although the company was new, she was willing to work there for the sake of the celebrities.
The main entrance was an electronically controlled glass door that required card access. Without a card, one had to ask the receptionist to open it.
Fei Wen naturally didn't have an access card. She walked up, knocked on the door, and gestured for the receptionist, Guo Xiao, to open it.
Guo Xiao recognized Fei Wen immediately and was filled with resentment. She clearly remembered what Fei Wen had said previously.
So, Guo Xiao pretended not to see her, burying her head in her work.
Fei Wen immediately guessed that Guo Xiao was seeking revenge. Angered, she began to pound on the door, shouting, "Open the door."
Guo Xiao was taken aback by Fei Wen's shrewish behavior. Cornered, she finally went to the door, her face cold, and questioned, "What do you want?"
Fei Wen's expression darkened. "You're a receptionist, don't you know the rules? Locking guests outside. Believe it or not, I'll report you."
Guo Xiao laughed in disbelief. "Wow, if someone like you can find a job, it must be due to ancestral blessings."
Fei Wen decided to go all out. She took out her phone and began recording, threatening Guo Xiao, "If you don't open the door, I'll record this. Everyone is curious about what Chuxin Culture is like. I'm sure this video will get a lot of views once it's out."
Guo Xiao had never encountered such a peculiar person. She didn't want to open the door; this woman clearly intended to cause trouble. However, she worried that if this woman actually posted a video online and spread rumors, it would negatively impact the company. The company was already in the spotlight, and the slightest disturbance would be amplified and distorted across the internet.
With this in mind, Guo Xiao hurried to find Cui Ting, the head of the public relations department.
Cui Ting was reviewing the company's backend data and was very satisfied with the day's results. After today, Chuxin Culture would be firmly established in the industry, no longer unknown.
"Supervisor Cui," Guo Xiao approached Cui Ting and briefly explained Fei Wen's situation.
Cui Ting was surprised after listening. "There's someone that peculiar? I'll go take a look."
"Really, it's speechless," Guo Xiao maintained good composure and refrained from using profanity, but inwardly, a million wild horses were stampeding.
They arrived at the reception area. Before they got close, they could hear the violent banging on the door.
Cui Ting, in her thirties, possessed extensive public relations experience. Dressed in a light blue suit, with neatly styled, slightly curled hair and exquisite makeup, she exuded an aura of authority. Coupled with her controlled expression, she presented a formidable image, clearly someone not to be trifled with.
After all, as the public relations head of one of the former top three entertainment giants, her capabilities were undeniable.
"Get the front desk surveillance footage and copy it to your phone," Cui Ting instructed Guo Xiao.
Guo Xiao immediately ran to the front desk and quickly retrieved the surveillance footage.
Cui Ting, meanwhile, walked slowly to the door. She swiped her access card, and with a "beep," the door swung open.
Cui Ting placed her hands on her hips and stood in the center of the doorway, her intimidating eyes fixed on Fei Wen.
Fei Wen, being just an ordinary job seeker, felt a bit flustered by Cui Ting's imposing presence, her demeanor weakening considerably. "I'm here to inquire about my interview results. Why aren't you letting me in?"
Guo Xiao quickly interjected, "We already notified her of the interview results. She didn't pass."
Facing a receptionist, Fei Wen's arrogance returned. She angrily retorted, "I'm a master's graduate. Everywhere is eager to hire me. I thought this place was close to home, so I wanted to try. You didn't even tell me why I didn't pass. How can I be satisfied?"
Cui Ting's expression was stern. "Firstly, not passing means there were better candidates than you. Secondly, you recording with your phone infringes on our right to portrait. Thirdly, your violent damage to our door constitutes criminal liability.
Based on these three points, Ms. Fei, I am now officially issuing you a lawyer's letter on behalf of Chuxin Culture. We will settle this in court."
Fei Wen was just an ordinary job applicant. After graduating with a master's degree, she had idled for nearly a year before starting her job search. New to the professional world, she had never encountered such a situation. Moreover, with celebrities present, her perception of the company's capabilities had been elevated. She felt she couldn't resist.
Therefore, when Cui Ting mentioned the lawyer's letter, she panicked completely and immediately retorted, "I wasn't recording, and I didn't damage your door. You're framing me."
Cui Ting pointed expressionlessly at the surveillance camera above the reception desk. "All your actions just now were clearly captured by the surveillance. Would you like me to play it back and show you what you looked like on camera?"
Hearing this, Guo Xiao quickly came over with her phone and played the copied surveillance footage for Fei Wen.
In the footage, Fei Wen appeared ferocious as she spoke, then proceeded to bang on the door, and finally took out her phone to point at Guo Xiao.
Fei Wen was already scared. She braced herself and said, "Then you're also infringing on my right to portrait."
Cui Ting's expression grew even more serious. "This is property security surveillance, not for profit. Even if I submit the evidence to the court, it does not fall under the category of portrait rights infringement."
Fei Wen's face turned bright red. She stubbornly said, "So what if your company is big? I was just asking about my interview results, but you're sending lawyer's letters and going to court. Hmph, bullying ordinary citizens like us who don't understand the law. Fine, there are reporters downstairs anyway, I'll go find them to judge."
She thought that mentioning reporters would make them back down, but the person opposite remained unmoved, calmly stating, "Say whatever you want. But if you distort the facts and spread rumors, Chuxin Culture will pursue it to the end. We have the money and time to waste with you, and we're not afraid of lawsuits."
It was a blatant threat.
Feeling humiliated, angry, and scared, Fei Wen finally turned and left dejectedly, muttering face-saving words, "A company like yours, I wouldn't come even if you invited me."
As the elevator doors opened, Fei Wen stormed in and bumped into two people who were about to exit.
One of them grumbled unhappily, "Don't you have eyes?" The other exclaimed in surprise, "Fei Wen."
Fei Wen was about to retort when she heard someone call her name. She looked up and saw someone who, despite their ordinary appearance, was dressed impeccably and exuded an aura of competence.
Her gaze fell on the work ID hanging around their neck, revealing two characters: Yan Tong.
It was the person with the black-rimmed glasses who had interviewed with her before? That junior college graduate had replaced her?
Fei Wen felt a strong sense of humiliation. At that moment, the elevator doors chimed and closed.