Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 215 Song Lala's Job Hunting Diary 5

Just as Song Xianyin was about to lie down and rest, she received a phone call from an unknown number.

She quickly got out of bed to go to the bathroom to get it.

"Hello?"

A sweet female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, is this Xianyin?"

Song Xianyin responded softly, "Yes, who are you?"

"Well, you interviewed with our company this morning, and the person who interviewed you was very satisfied with you."

"Ah, I understand." Song Xianyin was a little unsure of what to say.

The woman continued, "Then you can come tomorrow to complete your onboarding procedures."

Song Xianyin said with difficulty, "I've already told him that tomorrow would be too rushed, as I still need to find a place to live."

The girl said gently, "You can come to work first and look for a place on Saturday. Many of my colleagues do that."

Song Xianyin hesitated, "No, that's too rushed. Can't I start next week?"

She hasn't interviewed with many companies yet; she needs to be more selective.

The girl hesitated for a moment: "Next week won't work. Did he tell you that we have several other candidates?"

"I already said, maybe we should just forget about it and you guys can go find those other candidates instead." After hesitating for a moment, Song Xianyin decided to reject the offer.

4k5, 5.5-day work week, that's practically the same as a single day off, and the work atmosphere is so bad.

She felt she could find a better job.

The girl was silent for a while, then continued, "It's like this, Miss Ha Song, you're from out of town, not from a prestigious university, and you don't have many internships."

"With your qualifications, finding a job in City A would be extremely difficult."

"You haven't graduated yet, so there are many things you don't understand. The current job market is very bad. If you want to keep looking, you might face the situation of not being able to find a job."

Song Xianyin became even more determined not to go to this company.

Her resume is so unattractive, yet they're still eager to hire her. What kind of good company could she be?

"I dont go."

"Okay, let's stop here for today, shall we? I'll add you on WeChat later, and you can give me your answer in a couple of days, okay? Our interviewer is really satisfied with you, so please reconsider."

Song Xianyin sighed. "Why is it so sticky?"

With so many people sitting in the lobby, and they looking like there are plenty of employees, it must not be a good job.

After Song Xianyin finished showering, another message came from her counselor.

[Xianyin, haven't found a job yet? You need to submit your electronic employment agreement by the 20th of this month.]

Song Xianyin replied to the message in despair: "Teacher, I'm still looking. I'll submit it in a few days."

Okay, please do it as soon as possible, because the college is urging us.

Song Xianyin replied perfunctorily, "Yes, teacher."

During such a difficult time for her, all sorts of worries came crashing down on her.

Just as Song Xianyin was about to watch some videos to relax, her internship supervisor sent her another message.

[Xianyin, are you currently doing an internship?]

Song Xianyin closed her eyes in despair as one after another came.

I love the feeling of being the center of attention; it's like the world can't function if she doesn't work.

Teacher, I'm still looking for it.

The internship mentor replied quickly: "Okay, the job market is tough right now. Finding any job at all is great. Don't be too picky, just take whatever you can get."

Song Xianyin replied with a nodding emoji.

When will these days finally end?

Having lost interest in watching short videos, Song Xianyin decided to go to sleep.

She had just dozed off for a while when her mother called again.

Song Xianyin: ...

When will this ever end?

If the world can't function without her working, then let the world be destroyed, okay?

"Yinyin!"

“Mom,” Song Xianyin said weakly as she walked onto the balcony.

These three women really terrified her.

"How did the interview go today?" Song's mother asked expectantly.

Song Xianyin complained, "It's not good at all. The work atmosphere at this company is terrible, the HR seems abnormal, the salary is only 4,500 yuan, and we have to work five days a week on Saturdays."

Song's mother said with some confusion, "Four thousand five is fine. Your aunt only makes four thousand a month working two jobs in City A."

"Yinyin, don't be so picky. You don't have any experience, and other bosses also need to make money," Song's mother advised earnestly.

Song Xianyin got even angrier when she heard this: "I'm going to pick! A bunch of heartless capitalists! My internship salary was 4,500 yuan last time, and it's still 4,500 yuan now."

It's impossible for her starting salary as a recent graduate to be lower than her internship salary.

“But you don’t have the skills. If you did, the boss would pay you tens of thousands of yuan.” Song’s mother said matter-of-factly.

Song Xianyin was so angry that her chest felt tight: "So what? He can't exploit me."

"You can't say that others are exploiting you. Everyone needs to make money, so let's try to understand each other."

Song Xianyin was speechless: "But I also need to make money. Why should I understand them? How can I live on 4,500 yuan a month? Are you going to give me any subsidies?"

Song's mother's voice softened: "Even if I have a job, I still need to give her subsidies."

Song Xianyin hung up the phone.

This phone call made her feel even worse.

Her mother always thinks from a capitalist's perspective, even though she is just an ordinary person.

Previously, Song's mother was fired from the factory because the boss owed a lot of money and couldn't pay wages. In the end, she bowed and apologized to all the workers.

“Don’t think that those bosses are all bad. Everyone has their own pressures,” Song’s mother said to Song Xianyin at that time.

Song Xianyin rolled her eyes: "Did he pay you back the wages he owed you?"

"No."

Song Xianyin didn't want to talk about this topic with her mother anymore.

She's been ripped off by capitalists, yet she still speaks up for them; she really doesn't understand.

Most of the messages on the recruitment software were read but not replied to, and Song Xianyin wasn't thick-skinned enough to ask why she hadn't been answered.

6k is too high, 5.5k would be fine too...

A pineapple costs ten yuan; if her salary were any lower, she would really be starving.

Song Xianyin sat on the balcony, surrounded by brightly lit high-rise buildings. She couldn't see the end of these buildings at all. Cars on the road moved like ants, and the air was filled with the noise of traffic.

Song Xianyin looked somewhat lost. This mission was far more difficult than before because the educational requirements set for her by the system were too ordinary.

When she went for her interview today, she saw a registration form at the front desk.

She counted and found that there were more than fifty people who came for interviews today, and all of them were from such a bad company.

Are there too many people coming to City A to look for work...?

"We're really doomed."

Her voice faded into the endless noise, failing to stir even a ripple.