Avoid Speaking of Money, It's Inauspicious

"Hello, front desk sister!" Shan Qianyu stepped out of the elevator, her small face tense. "Could you please tell me how to get to the HR department?"

The front desk receptionist glanced at the appointment list and confirmed, "You must be Miss Shan Qianyu?"

After upgrading the company's premises, regular employee interviews were usually scheduled on the 25th floor. Only a few candidates who needed Mr. Yang or other senior executives' involvement were scheduled for interviews on the 24th floor.

And for the past period, there was only one person scheduled for an interview on the 24th floor, and that was Shan Qianyu.

"Yes!" Shan Qianyu nodded, bending over to take out her identification, and her pearl earrings swayed gently.

"All right, the meeting room is over there, Mr. Yang will be here shortly," the front desk girl pointed the way.

Shan Qianyu smiled, "Thank you!"