People in Terra, governing a weird little country

But when she actually walked in and faced the huge crowd of people, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have thought about the job application too simply.

Even though she considers herself to have strong professional abilities, she is, after all, an ordinary person (she admits it), born in an ordinary family, with no very special abilities or characteristics. She does not even meet the "priority requirements" in the recruitment notice, because she still has a year to graduate and is not counted as this year's graduate.

Add to that the fact that, although she wouldn't admit it, it's possible, probably, or perhaps she does have a little bit of bad luck, and her chances of success might be very slim.

Feeling discouraged, Anmer looked down at his resume, gritted his teeth, and joined the line.

Whatever, now that I’m here, I might as well give it a try!

Civil engineers never give up!

Chapter 112: My pursuit is to serve you!

Ernst tapped the resume in his hand with the tip of his pen, nodded, looked at the applicant in front of him, and replied with a smile:

"Okay, that's basically all my questions. Thank you very much for participating in this application. The result of the application will be conveyed to you via intercity network email within three working days."

The applicant, who looked unconfident, nodded slightly and left the office. Ernst did not immediately call the next interviewee in, but instead heaved a sigh of relief, looked helplessly at Hinterea beside him, and complained:

"Hintlea, how are you feeling?"

"Hmm..." Xinteleya pondered for a moment and replied, "They all feel very powerful, but how should I put it? Aren't they all a little too powerful?"

Ernst nodded in agreement: "I think so too."

Perhaps because this recruitment was held under the name of Rhine Life, the number of people who came for the interview was unprecedented. And what was very speechless was that even though Ernst had clearly pointed out on the recruitment website that the needs of this recruitment were to fill the staff shortages in administrative departments such as the Engineering Department, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and the Ministry of Finance, there were still many scientific research elites who had nothing to do with these fields and came here.

Aren't they capable? Of course they are. Scientific research elites who can make a name for themselves in Trimon, no matter how devoted they are to research, must know how to make a living. If they really work as civil servants, they may not be incompetent.

After all, a famous British TV series called Half a World Ruled by a British TV series commented on the work of civil servants: "Those complicated writing tasks can be done with a junior high school student who can fluently choose words and compose sentences." "What civil servants really need is to become a moral vacuum."

But they said, "I don't care about the salary, I value the development potential and future opportunities," and talked seriously about hoping that the government would fund the construction of a laboratory on a hill in Kjerag, which still made Ernst hesitate.

In addition, they mentioned the name "Rhine Life" intentionally or unintentionally in their conversations, which made it even more difficult for Ernst to accept their application.

Their purpose is so obvious!

I believe that even if Xinteleya came, she would be able to see that these scientists are purely using Kjerag as a stepping stone to join the Rhine life that they are not qualified to enter through normal channels!

Even if such people are recruited, they are only training talents for others. They can choose Kjerag now in order to enter Rhine Life, but in the future, after realizing that they cannot be admitted by Rhine Life, they may be tempted by other companies, organizations, or even countries and become spies lurking in Kjerag.

Ernst couldn't allow this.

Although Kjerag had nothing worth keeping secret.

Although if a spy war really breaks out, the Presidential Palace in the District of Columbia may get news from Kjerag faster than the Kjerag government.

But this is a matter of principle!

So no!

Having said that, borrowing the Rhine Life brand is not entirely a bad thing.

At least the applicants are indeed elites. Even if most of them have impure intentions, after all the trials and tribulations, some gold will eventually emerge, right?

"Huh, how was your break? Who should I call next?"

After asking for Hintleya's opinion, Ernst pressed the button on the table and called:

"Next person, please come in."

Steady footsteps were heard outside the door, and the office door was gently pushed open. A familiar figure appeared in front of Ernst.

Wearing a suit and tie, with some light makeup on his face, which highlighted his sharp features, Jeston walked steadily to the opposite side of Ernst and Hinterea and slowly sat down. He straightened his checkered tie and greeted Ernst in a deliberately lowered voice, in the tone of a serious businessman:

"Long time no see, Prime Minister Ernst. It's my honor to see you again."

Ernst blinked, his expression dull for a moment.

Jay...Jaston?

Why are you here again?

To be honest, Ernst felt quite awkward to see an old friend here.

Besides being surprised that there is no rule in Columbia's workplace that "candidates who were not accepted in the last recruitment cannot submit resumes to the same company within six months", it was also because of Jester's mentality.

Thinking back to the last time, also in Tremont, the figure of Jeston fleeing in panic was still vivid in his mind. He didn't expect that he was so ambitious, fighting again and again after repeated failures, and getting up from where he fell?

Apart from anything else, just for this mentality, Ernst has to admire him three points.

Ernst smiled and nodded at Jeston, then asked curiously:

"It's been a long time, Mr. Jeston. It's been almost five months since we last met in Tremont, right? Haven't you found another job during this time?"

The confident smile on Jayston's face froze.

Ernst's words hit him hard.

Jeston is a proud man, but his pride is twisted. He will restrain his pride very well and even be humble to those he approves of, such as his superiors. But he will be extremely arrogant to those he disapproves of or those he thinks are inferior to him, and even enjoys appreciating the struggles of the weak.

This personality problem made him unable to recover after his last interview.

It’s not that he didn’t attend interviews with other companies, but all the companies he chose were small companies that he thought had little fame, small scale, small prospects, and small ambitions.

And a company like that doesn't need someone like Jason to take up a secretary position.

Their bosses were not ambitious, and they would rather find a beautiful woman in Tremont University and support her as a secretary than with Jason. Even if Jason passed the interview, he could only be a department manager or director of the security department.

This creates another paradox.

The success of the interview at a small company did satisfy the pride in Jeston's heart. But working at a small company could not satisfy his ambition to go further.

After repeated attempts and changing six jobs in four months, Jason finally chose to resign.

This also completely ruined his reputation in the entire Tremont small company circle.

No small company was willing to accept it. But he was afraid of big companies, such as Beach Umbrella and Rhein Life Science, which didn't care about your reputation but only your ability. He had been rejected by Ernst once because of his lack of ability, and it was difficult for him to make up his mind and muster up the courage to try a second time.

Only recently did he finally cheer up.

In fact, it was because his savings were running out, and if he didn't find a proper job, he would have to take those shady commissions on the dark web.

Before logging onto the job market website and seeing the recruitment advertisement for Kjerag II, Jeston's real purpose was to browse the recruitment notice for Rhine Life Defense.

If he hadn't seen Ernst's advertisement, Jason would have already dressed up and gone to the Rhine Life Defense Department to accept the test from Director Saria.

But fate is sometimes just such a coincidence.

Ernst, who had brought him such a great shock before, was sitting in front of him again. The nightmare deep in his heart finally had the chance to be conquered by him with his own hands!

So Jeston walked into the Rhine Life building without looking back.

"Didn't you say I'm incapable? Well, I, Jeston, am not here to prove anything today. I just want to say that I will personally take back what I have lost!"

Jeston wants to take part in the second round! If you don't get the job, just turn left and go downstairs to the Defense Department to try again!

Jeston gave his 100% of his energy, and the smile on his face quickly changed from stiff to that of a sunny and cheerful big boy.

In response to Ernst's question, he carefully elaborated on his life ideals:

"Mr. Ernst, I just think that people should have a persistent and noble pursuit, just like me."

He looked at Ernst and stated his life goals very fluently and clearly:

"Just like me, my pursuit is to contribute my little bit of strength to you and Kjerag!"

Chapter 113: What would you do at this time?

Ernst has seen many people talk about their life ideals in front of the interviewer. When he was in college, before he decided to take the civil service exam, he also did something similar to his boss during his internship.

Looking back, he did not feel ashamed of his bold words or declarations of giving up. Instead, he felt a little nostalgic for that feeling of youthful arrogance.

Very youthful, very green, with a kind of beauty that allows one to point out the way forward, to make bold decisions, and to despise the mighty officials of the past.

If Ernst's recklessness back then was unique to young people, then Jeston's public declaration of being a dog now made Ernst feel what maturity is unique to adults.

Is the employment pressure so great, Mr. Jeston?

After exchanging a glance with the somewhat bewildered Xintlia, Ernst calmed down his thoughts and looked at Jeston, who had already maxed out the social animal skill - Endurance, and coughed softly:

"Mr. Jeston, thank you very much for your support of Kjerag's work. However, according to the procedure, I still need to ask you a few simple questions."

Ernst took the resume from Jeston and glanced at it. Except for the fact that there were many more lines in the work experience column, it was basically the same as the last time.

No, it's not completely without difference. Last time, Jeston wrote down his ideal position on his resume, but this time, he didn't add that column.

Ernst couldn't help but glance at him and asked curiously:

"Mr. Jeston should have paid attention to Shelagh's recruitment information on the job market website, right? We are not hiring a secretary this time."

Holhayya did a good job and helped Ernst gain some points with the Duke of Windermere, which led to an order for leather sofas that were priced far above the market price. This provided Kjerag's furniture factory with enough work to keep them busy for two or three months, created a lot of economic benefits, and boosted the factory's status in the hearts of the people of Kjerag.

Ernst had no reason to replace her.

And Jeston nodded in understanding: "Yes, I know it very well."

"So what position do you want to apply for this time? Engineer? Tax officer? Or front desk receptionist?" Ernst tapped his pen on the table.

Jeston's eyes were bright and his face was serious:

"In principle, I accept any arrangements made by Prime Minister Ernst, always adhere to Prime Minister Ernst's orders, and go wherever Prime Minister Ernst needs me to go."

"But if Prime Minister Ernst really needs my personal advice, I hope to use my expertise to protect the safety of Prime Minister Ernst and Kjerag's government."

Ernst was silent for a while. Before he could speak, Xinteleya beside him came over quietly and whispered in Ernst's ear:

"Does he mean to be a security guard?"

The corner of Ernst's mouth rose suddenly, but he quickly forced it back with the control of the revolver.

He flicked his tail and patted Xinteleya's ponytail, signaling her to stop talking nonsense. He spoke:

"I understand. Mr. Jeston wants to be a defense minister?"

A gleam of light flashed in Jeston's eyes, and he nodded quickly, "That's right!"

In fact, he wanted to be the head of the defense department of the government building, or the captain of the Prime Minister's Guard. But the defense minister sounds more powerful, doesn't it?

Ernst pondered for a moment and continued to ask:

"Then Mr. Jeston should be aware of the importance of the position of Defense Minister. He is responsible for many things, from national defense to people's livelihood security. The reason why I have not appointed this position is because I have not met anyone talented in this field. Do you have the confidence that Mr. Jeston can do this?"

From national defense to people’s livelihood security?

These words were really harsh, even Jeston was shocked and became unconfident.

It's not that he is modest. With his ability, if he were to play in the Knights' Competition in Casimir, he would be at least as good as "Left-Handed" Titus Topol. He doesn't have the guts to win the championship, but he has the guts to make money as the favorite to win the championship every year, and it's huge!

But if you let him go up against other countries' high-speed warships, professional armies, war wizards and elite troops, then you are really overestimating him.

It just so happens that the position of Secretary of State for Defence is just such a position.

Ernst was telling the truth here. The reason why he had not appointed a defense minister, a position theoretically necessary for the government, was not only because Kjerag had no national defense at all, but also because he really had not found any suitable talent.

Kjerag, who was nominally in charge of national defense, was the patriarch of the clan, and he was much more stubborn than Latatos. Ernst was grateful that he could represent the Perlochi family to support Ernst. If he wanted him to lower his head and serve in his own government, punch in on time every day to get his salary, then Ernst might as well think about appointing Yelagund.

After all, Yelagund really does take care of national defense.

Jeston obviously realized this, and he immediately changed his words:

"That's right... Defense Minister is my ideal, but I always believe that to realize one's ideal, one must not only be appreciated by noble people, but also make arduous efforts and have a little luck. I am very touched that Prime Minister Ernst trusts me so much, but I cannot live up to this trust, so before I grow up to be able to take on this important task, I hope I can first gain experience as the head of the Prime Minister's Guard or the government's defense department for a period of time."

This was a perfect way of saying it, as it neither embarrassed Ernst nor lowered his own vision. It even implicitly praised Ernst and Kjerag's current government team. After all, they were all "people of excellent quality who were capable of taking on this important task."

Jason has indeed made a lot of progress during this period!

Moreover, the Prime Minister's Guard is in line with Ernst's ideas.

Although Boss Yin's Mountain Snow Ghost had been ruthlessly disbanded by himself, the fact that he had such an armed force in his hands and even attempted a coup still sounded a wake-up call to Ernst.

Even if Lord Yelagund could guarantee his safety, he still needed his own armed forces.

From maintaining public security, to curbing possible backlash from reforms, to maintaining social order, in the future of Kjerag, as productivity further develops and society becomes more open, people's thoughts and behaviors will not likely be as simple as they are today.

At that time, there were some things he couldn't let Yelagund do.

Having basically made up his mind, Ernst looked at Jeston and was basically ready for admission.

Only one final test remains.

"Well, as usual, Mr. Jeston, I will give you a question. There is no absolutely correct answer to this question, so I hope you can answer it based on your own thinking, okay?"

"Of course." Jeston cheered up and answered confidently.