Before graduation, my dad arranged a position for me at the headquarters.
I declined it.
I managed to get into the finance department through my own efforts.
However, two days later, HR notified me that I would be interning in the engineering department.
The reason was quite ridiculous: "The finance department doesn't need extra hands."
I was puzzled: "But I'm studying finance; wouldn't it be inappropriate to intern in the engineering department?"
"The position you interviewed for was in the engineering department. You insisted on going to the finance department, and the company can't just create a position for you."
"Does the company have the right to change positions at will?"
I questioned.
"Of course, the company cannot change positions arbitrarily, but it can arrange them with your consent."
"So I did not agree."
HR patiently explained: "It was the company's oversight; we should have placed you in finance when there was a vacancy. However, the engineering department is better for developing your skills, and when there is an opening in finance, we will transfer you back."
"Then I don't think it's suitable; I don't want to go."
HR frowned: "Do you want to refuse?"
I shook my head: "I just feel that I don't know anything, and going to the engineering department would cause trouble for the company."
"You won't be a trouble once you go."
The HR's tone was somewhat stiff: "The Engineering Department is the most important department in the company. If you do well, you can help the company generate significant profits."
"But I don't have an engineering background..."
The HR interrupted me: "What you learned in college is mostly useless in the workplace. Moreover, the manager of the Engineering Department is very capable; she will teach you."
I was unwilling to accept this: "But..."
"There are no buts."
The HR's tone carried a hint of threat: "Song Juan, if you don't go to the Engineering Department, you'll have to leave the company. After all, the company doesn't keep idle people."
I closed my mouth and stopped speaking.
I remembered the promise I made to my dad.
"Dad, don't worry. I will carve out my own path through hard work!"
If I refused, I might not even have the chance to stay at the company.
Seeing my attitude soften, the HR adjusted her tone: "The Engineering Department is where mid-level leaders start. Those who understand technology have more confidence in the company. The Finance Department is already saturated; you won't have much development there."
I lowered my head and said nothing.
The HR patted my shoulder: "Work hard, and you'll thank me later."
Thank?
I chuckled coldly to myself.
I don't blame her; she's just a gun.
I looked down at my toes, feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside.
But just somewhat.
I nodded slightly and replied softly, "Okay, I'll go to the Engineering Department."
HR took me to the Engineering Department, where I met my new supervisor.
Her name is Gu Nian, a young female manager.
She has fair skin, a tall figure, and her makeup is somewhat heavy.
I felt a bit of admiration for her being able to hold this position at such a young age.
I obediently introduced myself and politely extended my hand, saying, "Hello, my name is Song Juan. I look forward to your guidance in the future."
She glanced at me indifferently without responding and turned to leave.
I was taken aback for a moment and silently followed her.
I walked closely behind her, feeling somewhat bewildered.
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