Chapter 117: YOU HURT ME

"Don't worry, if you want to work, you don't need to ace an interview, just tell me what position you want," Archer said with a casual smile. "That's what you call nepotism," Xina responded, folding her arms with a raised brow, clearly unimpressed by his nonchalant offer. "Why not?" Archer tilted his head, looking genuinely puzzled. "No one will complain about it. Most people do it." He shrugged as if the matter was trivial, returning his focus to the report he was working on. Xina frowned, her lips pouting slightly. "You can't really call it experience if it's handed to you." "Of course, you can," Archer replied simply. "You go through the process, attend an interview, pass it, and then you work. Our company has a lot of branches across various fields. You can pick whatever suits you." Despite the offer, Xina felt unsettled. It wasn’t just about the job; something deeper was gnawing at her. "What’s really going on?" she asked, her eyes searching Archer and Gillian for answers. S