4 GOOD KARMA (2/2)

”Good morning, Mr Zhong. I am Hu Lei. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to see me.” She spoke out politely.

She bowed slightly even as she noticed the lack of regard in his eyes. She felt that he had judged her based on her appearance and dismissed her. It was not uncommon for people to look down on her because she had a youthful face and a short stature.

Zhong Feng looked at the woman with a glint in his eyes. It seemed that she was not a white rabbit, but a kitten. He could see her little claws.

The girl obviously held some anger towards him, but she was attempting to put on a play of politeness. Though he did not know about her source of anger, he could not help feeling amused. She did not hide her displeasure well. He could not help picturing a kitten baring her fangs with bristling fur.

”Are you displeased to be here, Miss Hu?” he asked.

Hu Lei felt like she had been struck by lightning. She had read everything about preparing for an interview and common questions. However, she had definitely not expected this type of query. She riffled through her wealth of knowledge for an answer.

”How could that be possible Mr Zhong? Working in Etude Technologies must be as a result of the good karma that I have accumulated over eight lifetimes.” She replied with a smile.

Zhong Feng's lips twitched when he heard the words. He could not find the correct response to this unusual and somewhat disturbing answer.

Hu Lei could not be blamed for her words when faced with the unexpected question. She had never been involved in an office interview before, and her knowledge did not extend to socialising in a business setting. Moreover, her understanding of the local culture came from fictional novels. After all, as a citizen who had not lived in the country for over a decade, she was almost the same as a foreigner.

Her beautiful response was the kind that was often used in novels by small subjects before the almighty emperor. She did not find anything wrong particularly with her words except for the slight edge of dramatic flair.

After a short period of silence, Zhong Feng still could not find an appropriate reaction to the words. Therefore, he simply indicated to the large chair before his desk, allowing her to sit.