am-books Chapter 11 Small test to get a job
Chapter 11 Small test to get a job
Lawrence: "What the hell are you doing here? Don't tell me you're looking for a job."
Jaden: "Lawrence, keep your opinion to yourself and don't poke your nose into other people's business."
Lawrence, pointing towards Alan, screamed with a very loud voice.
immediately after Alan became the center of attention in the room.
Mr. Jan: "Hohh, is he an acquaintance of yours?"
Lawrence: "Mr. Jan, yesterday we took the appraisal exam together. After all of us finished the second stage, we all went together to get our certificate, but he was nowhere to be found on the first floor. From the moment I saw him, I knew he was the type that comes from the back door."
In a hurry, Lawrence explained to Mr. John, clearly trying to color his own narrative.
Alan looked at Lawrence with chilling eyes, thinking to himself that this pitiful man must have thought that he was a pushover. He already gave him two chances and ignored him, but there is no third in his dictionary.
Alan: "You are called Lawrence. If I'm not mistaken, I remember you at the exam avenue. This is the third time that you throw baseless accusations around, practically disregarding any laws and showing your low-class character. I have already ignored you twice at the exam; there will be no third time. Did I make myself clear?"
Mr. Jan and President Clara, along with Laura
And the other applicant all noticed the atmosphere in the office becomes oppressive.
Mr. Jan looked at the information in his hand that was delivered by Laura, and he saw the form the receptionist filled out for Alan and said,
"Mr. Alan, thank you for coming here today, and I am sorry on behalf of our appraiser; it is indeed not appropriate to throw out accusations with no evidence."
Mr. John superficially apologized to Alan. While giving a stern look to Lawrence, who was fuming with anger, the moment he looked Mr. John in the eyes, he understood that he should not talk anymore.
Alan looked at Mr. Jones's superficial apology, as if his apology should mean something for Alan.
And the clear mention of evidence indicated that he believes some of Lawrence's talk.
Mr. John: "I apologize for the delay, everyone. We will be conducting a small test to pick two of you for the vacant appraiser position."
Just as he was talking, he looked at Alan, hoping to elicit a response, but he was faced with absolute chilling silence and a cold look that Alan had given him.
Suddenly one of the applicants asked, I happen to have a letter of recommendation. How will this factor into my application?
Mr. John responded. The letter of recommendation is indeed a big plus, but ultimately it depends on the result of the test. If you manage to pass it, then with or without it, you will be hired.
After listening to the conversation, Alan decided against taking out his recommendation letter after all in this situation, and with the seed of doubt firmly planted in Mr. Jones's mind, taking out the recommendation letter right now might bring more harm than help.
Anna looked at the silent president, as from the beginning to the end of this fiasco, the president hadn't said a word and stayed completely silent, just observing.
Mr. John: "Now one of the attendants will bring three objects; all of you will appraise them, and the most important part is to find the most precious object among them. After clearing these two points, you will be considered to have passed, but here's the catch: you will only be given 1 hour to finish the process, and the faster one finishes and the more accurate his appraisal is, the more points he will get."
Not soon after Mr. John finished explaining the small test, an attendant came to the room with a table that had three objects lined up on it.
After taking the white blanket that covered the objects, Mr. John gave his signal to start appraising.
Everyone scrambled to take a look or to be the first to perform a physical exam on it; some even started using special Ena art to conduct their appraisal. Meanwhile, Alan walked slowly to the table and took a look.
Name: [ambrosia flower]
"First, I would like to thank you all for participating in this assessment. I have already taken a look at the results, but I still want you to tell me your ideas when conducting the appraisal and which object you thought was the most precious and why you did so."
The applicant one by one talked about the results.
Two of the applicants have chosen the dagger, while the rest choose the ambrosia flower; only Alan has chosen the salombox.
The moment Alan turn came he talked about his appraisal result from the ambrosia flower, then the dagger, and lastly the Salom box.
Mr. John: The only one among you who participated today and has appraised the three objects correctly, writing down a wealth of information about them, is our youngest, Mr. Alan. Mr. Alan, let me apologize to you again about the slight misunderstanding that happened earlier. I can promise you that it will never happen again, but can you tell me why you chose the box as the most precious artifact on the table?
As you know, the other participants either choose the decorated dagger or the ambrosia flower; in fact, the right answer should be the ambrosia flower. You have identified the ambrosia flower clearly, and your appraisal results are the best, so why have you chosen the box?"
The moment President Clara heard Mr. Jones talking about Alan's result, a surprised light flashed through her eyes, and curiosity took place in her heart as to why he had chosen the box.
Alan: "Actually, I think I am with you on this, as the box is not as precious as the ambrosia flower, but it is the inside of the box that is much more valuable."
Laura and President Carla, alongside Mr. Jones, were all clearly surprised.
Mr. Jones: But I checked the inside of the box, and there's nothing in it.
Alan: "Well, when you have a treasure, you bury it. No one will leave their treasures out in the open."
With a sarcastic and teasing smile on his face, Allen answered Mr. Jones, yet at the same time, left him at a cliffhanger, not knowing what the answer is.
The moment Mr. Jones heard what Allen said, he immediately took the box in his hand and started examining it, but no matter how he looked at it, it was just a small wooden box with a few formation lines inside, completely empty.
Mr. Jones surrendered immediately and looked at Alan with begging eyes.
"Could you please elaborate, Mr. Alan?"
Alan: "Of course I can, but to show you what's inside the box, I would need your absolute trust. If you want to see what's inside the box, you need to bring a 4th formation-breaking Talisman"
The moment Mr. Jones listened to Alan's request He almost couldn't believe his ears.
Mr. Jones: Do we really need a fourth class formation breaking Talesman just to look inside a second class box?.
Alan did not blame Mr. Jones, as a 4th-class talisman already worth an astronomical amount of money, let alone a formation-breaking one that is rarer and much more expensive.
At this moment, President Carla intervened with a serious look on her face.
Carla: Mr. Alan My name is President Carla, and I am the president of this chamber of commerce. I only have one question for you: If I bring a fourth-class formation-breaking talisman, will it be worth my time? After all, I am a merchant, and my time is money.
Alan: "President Carla, it is nice to meet you, and I can only tell you to trust me; that's all."
Cara looked at Alan's confident smile and sunk into deep thought; she understood that Alan wants to test them just as they were testing him. If they did as he said, that means he can get their trust, but if they didn't, then probably Alan will not work with them again in the future. She can see how decisive this young man is.
Carla smiled at Allen, then looked at the attendant and said,
Go to the safe and bring me a 4th class formation break talisman right now.
Everyone else in the room was shell shocked, especially Lawrence, who had to swallow his anger before he couldn't believe that Allen had identified all the objects in such a record time.
Not only this, but watching Allen playing the mental game with Mr. Jones and the president He and Jaden couldn't believe their eyes; this youngster looks much more experienced than them. In fact, they can only hope to reach his level; it is as if they were watching a senior who had entered society for many decades.