Chapter 653: Chapter 653: Romantic Letters Cannot be Trusted
"Look at you humiliating me again! Is this what all you rich people are like? Do you think just because you have some filthy money, you can do whatever you want? I may be poor, but aside from not having money, I’m no worse than you. I just didn’t have the luck to be born like you. What gives you the right to humiliate me like this? Putting aside our status, we’re no different! Today, even if I risk getting fired, I must demand justice for myself." The girl’s voice was choked with tears. Anyone who didn’t know the situation might really think Xu Ke did something outrageous, but unfortunately, everyone here witnessing this scene is a testament to the truth.
The girls in the crowd watching started looking at the girl differently because of her words. Though the boys felt the girl had misunderstood, seeing her stubbornly crying appearance made them feel a bit sympathetic, hoping Xu Ke would be gentle and forgive her foolishness.
As Xu Ke looked at her expression, he found it incredibly absurd, almost as if he was being falsely accused. The difference being that most of the false accusers on the street are usually elderly, but this time, the person falsely accusing him was a young graduate not long out of college.
Xu Ke licked his molars, "Ha, who let you pass the interview and join the company? It seems the HR department isn’t quite competent. In the future, when interviewing new hires, we’ll need them to complete a test first."
"I asked you to apologize. Why are you saying this? What? Do you think you made a mistake and no one can call you out? Are you also trying to implicate others? Do you want the person who interviewed me to lose their job too? You’re a tyrant. You... you’re not fit to be the CEO!" the girl shouted at Xu Ke.
Hearing the girl’s shouts, the onlookers were all shocked. They never expected this girl, who seemed so soft, could say such bold words.
"You think I’m unfit? And you are? You say aside from status and wealth, you’re no worse than me. So tell me, what’s your degree? Did you go to grad school? How many degrees do you hold? How many languages do you speak?" Xu Ke fired off questions one after another, leaving the girl suddenly speechless.
She was just an ordinary bachelor’s degree holder, found grad school too difficult and failed, only one degree, with English being the only language she was good at.
Seeing her expression, Xu Ke knew his questions must have hit her sore spot, and his smile grew even more mocking.
"There are always people who think they are better than others. They believe that others are only in higher positions not because of their greater ability, but because they have money or a family background, constantly using this as an excuse to deny others’ efforts and hard work, acting as if they’re the only sober ones in a drunk world. But is that the truth? No, even if you take away their background and money, they still stand above you because the knowledge is already ingrained in their brains." Xu Ke pointed a finger at his head and said.
He was so close to calling her an idiot directly. Tears successfully slid down her cheeks.
"You! I’m a girl, how can you talk to me like this? Don’t you understand how to respect women?" she cried, as if Xu Ke were some sort of bully who had done something terrible to her.
"There’s nothing more to say. That’s it. Go to HR and settle your salary for the month and leave. I don’t need someone who has comprehension issues and can’t even understand what’s being said in my company." Xu Ke, seeing the tears on her face, completely lost his patience, removed her hand from his arm, and turned to leave. This time, he moved much faster, not giving her a chance to grab him again.
The girl reached out to try her old trick again, but grabbed only air and could only watch as the elevator doors closed in front of her. The tears hanging on her lashes finally couldn’t bear the weight and rolled down. She didn’t want to lose this job; she just wanted to get his attention. Isn’t this how it’s acted out in the dramas? Those heroines succeeded and caught their rich husbands, so why couldn’t she? Why?
But no one would be able to give her the answer because she was about to leave the company.
Xu Ke, covered in coffee, rushed to his temporary dwelling, changed into new clothes, and felt like he came back to life. As for what the girl would do after leaving the company, Xu Ke didn’t plan to know or care. An employee who couldn’t understand simple human language was best gone.
Elsewhere, out of Xu Ke’s knowledge, the employee he’d once fired sat surrounded by bottles, clutching one in her arms, lost in a drunken stupor.
The once clean room now reeked of a mixture of alcohol and some unidentifiable smells, making for an even more complex and unpleasant odor, causing the woman who just entered to immediately gag and tears sprang to her eyes.
The woman resisted the urge to vomit and approached the man, looking at his unshaved, unkempt face, the wrinkled clothes he’d been wearing possibly for days, a faint pickled smell wafting from him. This man, radiating decadence from inside out, furrowed the woman’s brows with distaste.
She pinched her nose with one hand and kicked the man’s leg with the toe of her shoe, kicking him from his drunken stupor back to reality.
The man barely opened his swollen eyes and squinted at the girlfriend standing before him, hoarsely asking, "Why are you here?"
"Why am I here? You tell me why I’m here. If I didn’t come, you’d probably drink yourself to death, and I’d be a widow at a young age." The woman looked displeased at the man sitting on the ground, growing increasingly disappointed, her affection for him nearly worn out from his constant drunkenness. She didn’t know when she’d finally give up and completely leave this man.
The man’s heart seemed like he didn’t hear the woman’s words. He shook the bottle in his hand, found there was still some left, and raised it to his mouth to drink.
The woman, angered by his hopelessness, snatched the bottle from his hand and threw it against the wall. It shattered, the yellowish liquid spraying the room, and the sound of glass breaking made the man open his eyes slightly wider.
"What are you doing?" the man hoarsely asked.
"What am I doing? I’m hitting you! Don’t you want to live a good life with me? It’s just a job loss. Just find another one. Who are you showing off by drinking yourself to death every day? In a city as big as Xizhou, I don’t believe you, a grown man, can’t find a job. Get up, clean yourself up, and I’ll help you look for a job." The woman reached out to grab his shirt, but he slapped her hand away, stopping her.