Those words made the few among these Huacheng people who still harbored other intentions abandon their plans.
Of course, purely out of self-interest, none of them wanted to become expendable. The reality, however, was that they had no other use beyond being treated as expendable.
That was also why Bill had said those words. The ones who still believed they had value and should not be treated this way were often single or relatively young Huacheng people. Others like him, who could still do something for their children, had long since accepted their fate.
The doors to the room slowly opened, and a man in a suit appeared outside. None of them dared to keep talking, silently turning their eyes toward the suited man at the entrance.
He was the man who would soon control their fate... Jonas Wetting, chairman of the Alt Conglomerate.
-The interviews began.
In a sense, their luck with this special recruitment drive had been rather poor.
Viewed in gaming terms, the results were probably akin to doing ten ten-pulls without a pity system and getting nothing but blue skies and white clouds. Common and rare recruits made up the vast majority, while the remainder could probably be classified as defective. It was hardly a pleasing result.
Of course, Jonas had more or less known the results beforehand, so he did not feel particularly disappointed.
Fortunately, the quality of the employees still met his expectations. They would do as a stopgap in the short term.
"So, with your résumé, you wouldn't have been affected too badly even if you'd stayed in Huacheng. Why risk crossing the Wasteland to come to District 25?"
Jonas raised his head and looked at the man before him, asking the question in a calm voice.
This was none other than