Zhongcheng Group Headquarters, sixth floor, Food and Beverage Division.
Stairwell.
Zhang Lei put away his Mobile Phone, pulled a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.
Amid the swirling smoke, he slumped onto the cold concrete steps, lowered his head to look at the ash someone had left on the floor, and felt completely lost.
Yesterday afternoon, human resources had suddenly called him in for a meeting and informed him that he had failed his probationary period.
The reason given was, "Your business capabilities do not match the position's requirements."
That reason was complete bullshit.
He was no fresh graduate. After struggling in the workplace for years, he naturally understood what it meant.
Last night, he had specifically gone to see Department Manager Liu Hui Yang, the "one of their own" his Uncle had pulled strings to get him connected with.
But the other party had merely sighed, patted his shoulder, and said it was the higher-ups' decision and there was no choice. If Liu Hui Yang said there was no choice, then there really was no choice.
After Zhang Lei pressed him for a long time, Liu Hui Yang finally vaguely revealed that Ding Furong, the newcomer who had joined at the same time as him, had been directly recommended by the President's Office.
He had powerful backing and couldn't be provoked.
The feeling was like getting slapped hard across the face, his cheeks burning with pain.
To stay at the Yancheng headquarters, he had put in so much effort, drunk so much with clients, and taken so many pointless trips.
Heh, he had originally thought that with Liu Hui Yang, his uncle's friend, as his superior, he could finally settle down.
But after barely more than a month, he had been kicked out so cleanly and decisively