NovelStartChapter 1305 Crossing off Saskia Holt's N Moreover, she felt a faint heaviness in her abdomen, a sensation that cand went. Saskia Holt was simply speechless! She hurried towards the door, heading for the restroom. However, in less than half a minute, four main examiners and their assistants walked in through the entrance, and the hall quieted down in a second.
They were all around forty years old, each wearing glasses, their authoritative faces emanating an air of meticulous seriousness.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe interviewees stood in front of the chairs respectfully.
"Please, take a seat," one of the main examiners spoke softly. As everyone was seating, they saw the four examiners and their assistants sit down at the long table. The room was very quiet, the atmosphere subtly tense.
Saskia Holt was not yet present.
At this moment, she was in the restroom, placing an order for sanitary pads on an app, marking it as urgent, hoping the receptionist would deliver it to the second-floor restroom. She held her phone, her heart burning with impatience. The interview had already started, hadn't it? But with her stomach hurting so badly, her interview performance was bound to be affected. She cursed herself for not checking her fortune before leaving the house.
Meanwhile, the interview was progressing orderly in the hall. A girl dressed in a blue suit stood in front of the long table, her voice sweet, "Hello, my nis Evelyn." "Introduce yourself briefly, tell us about your strengths and weaknesses," one of the male examiners said, his voice magnetic as he scanned through Evelyn's documents.
"My nis Evelyn, | graduated two years ago, | have strong social skills, | can adapt quickly if | work in the marketing department. My main weakness is probably that | tend to be too competitive," she replied honestly, adding a few points. The examiner wrote something on his notepad.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What is your opinion on the company's policy of overtand no overtime?" Another person asked.
"Overtrepresents attitude, no overtrepresents efficiency," Evelyn responded calmly, "When my efficiency can't keep up, | have to compensate with attitude. Rest assured, I'll get the job done." The examiner nodded in satisfaction at her answer, "Next." He hadn't looked at her throughout the process.
The girl wasn't sure about her fate as she respectfully bowed and returned to her seat. "Harold," an examiner called out a name. A boy stood up and cto the long table, bowing respectfully, "Hello." At this moment, a delivery guy entered the Clarke Corp's hall and started conversing with the receptionist. Saskia Holt felt incredibly unlucky, each minute, each second in the restroom was agonizing.
Five minutes later...
In the interview hall, a girl had just answered two questions and returned to her seat. "Saskia Holt," the main examiner called out, but there was no response. "Saskia Holt!" He looked at the seats in front, no one stood up, no one responded.
Everyone exchanged puzzled glances. It was hard to believe that someone would miss the Clarke Corp's once-in-five-years interview, especially after they had successfully passed the preliminary round. Could someone really oversleep? Could they be late? The examiner was equally perplexed, he asked again, "Isn't Saskia Holt here?" No one responded because they didn't know each other and evidently, she hadn't arrived. The examiner crossed off Saskia Holt's non his sheet, "Next, Carole." He called out the next person immediately.
A girl with a sweet appearance and a white dress stood up and cbefore them, "Good day, my nis Carole," she greeted, bowing respectfully.
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