"What?"
Han Zechen and Chen Sicheng were startled by what they heard, and quickly moved to the door to look across the street.
Sure enough, compared to the lonely quietness on their side, the Wanghai Farewell Society across the street was bustling with people, with a line of interviewees holding resumes stretching out for tens of meters.
"What the hell?"
Han Zechen's first reaction was that these people had mistakenly gone to the wrong place, and immediately wanted Xiao Hai and Da Qiang to go figure out what was happening.
"I'll go!"
Chen Sicheng, more anxious than Han Zechen, volunteered himself and hurriedly ran across the street.
