C94 Thieves and Ships

Talent market.

In front of an open booth, it was exceptionally bustling. Resumes drifted in like snowflakes, and there were quite a few people who were unable to squeeze into the booth from behind. With a loud roar, they threw their resumes inside.

Zhang Yang crossed his legs and sat down on a chair. He picked up a stack of resumes and began to sift through them. Ling Jia, on the other hand