What Era Is This, and You're Still Doing Traditional Weird Tales?

After hearing the weary middle-aged man's description, Qiao Jie understood at once. Then again, there were hardly any modern-day workers who wouldn't.

That said, the social environment dictated a lot of things. Understanding them didn't make a difference. If you didn't have the ability to move up to a better position, then you had to put up with things just to survive.

After all, the weak couldn't change their circumstances, and the strong, who could, had no need to.

Seeing how easily Qiao Jie understood him, the weary middle-aged man perked up immediately. Although this was a public-service job, he still had quotas to meet if he wanted a bonus.

To meet his quota, he opened a drawer, took out paper and a pen, and adopted a serious tone.

"Right, what kind of work did you do before? Did you go to school? Any special skills? Hobbies are fine too."

"Uh..." Qiao Jie wasn't quite used to the man suddenly acting like he was conducting a background check. But just then, the door opened, and a young man in a crisp suit walked in, radiating the air of a successful professional. In a calm voice, he said:

"This isn't the kind of place a promising newcomer like you should be. Why not join the ranks of the explorers?"

"Is he the shady recruiter you were talking about?" Qiao Jie looked at the man, who had the air of someone saying, "You're family! Come join us!" Suddenly, the weary, listless middle-aged man seemed much more reliable.

"You're making us look bad again!" The successful-looking man frowned. Then, before the weary middle-aged man could speak, he declared righteously:

"We explorers are responsible for exploring and managing worlds. Don't you want to become a god in a New World? This Employment Agency can