The Man Upstairs
Never knew cooperation could look this beautiful.
Wow. It’s even bigger than the one I saw on Google.
Of course, it looks bigger in person, silly, I muttered to myself.
I had submitted my employment letter last week, but it seems they’ve forgotten.
No worries. I’ll just give it to them myself.
(Talking to myself like a lunatic, walking toward the noticeboard.)
Maybe just maybe they’ll hire me if they see me.
Mother Luck, where are you?
She looked around. The hiring office seemed to be upstairs.
Okay… let me ask that man standing there, she thought.
He looks like he knows the place. Not bad for an employee of hmm… Vireon Group.
He looked young and sharply dressed.
Probably one of those nepo babies aiming to be shareholders in big companies. That’s how it goes these days, she thought, walking toward him.
