Du’er led Liu Shuangshuang into the hall, guided Liu Shuangshuang to sit on an antique Taishi Chair, and took a card from under her flower pot and handed it to Liu Shuangshuang: "This is your number card, please wait here for your number to be called for the interview."

Liu Shuangshuang took the card, a pink card with a faint floral fragrance, with the number seventeen on it, indicating that Liu Shuangshuang was the seventeenth candidate to come here today.

After giving the card to Liu Shuangshuang, Du’er turned and left the hall. Those in the hall, waiting for their numbers to be called, idly engaged in chit-chat to pass the time.

Liu Shuangshuang exuded a cold and aloof aura, making her appear unapproachable. The girl sitting next to her hesitated for a while but didn’t start a conversation. She changed seats and went to chat with another glamorous woman.

Liu Shuangshuang didn’t mind. Although she wasn’t truly cold-hearted or indifferent, she wasn’t the sociable type either. This lifetime, due to the cultivation of her mental method, her aloof nature suited her just fine.

The hall was lavishly decorated, with a huge floor screen partitioning the hall from the inner room. The entire hall’s decor tried to emulate antiquity, with Taishi Chairs, treasure shelves, and other such furnishings.

At this moment, a European-style coat rack, entirely out of place here, walked in from the outside. Originally a place to hang clothes, it stretched forward like a human arm, balancing a tray on which sat a row of teacups filled with tea.

Clearly, this European-style coat rack was an intelligent being. Without saying a word, it came in, placed a cup of tea for everyone, and then left.

"As expected of Special Handling Office No.1, even such rare intelligent beings exist here. Household items like racks and tables are the hardest to develop wisdom."

"I once caught one before, but it wasn’t a coat rack; it was a large wardrobe. Although it didn’t have legs and could only hop, it was incredibly fast when running and extremely strong, with great destructive power. It took three of us to capture it."

"Although intelligent beings formed from furniture are rare, they tend to have long lifespans. My neighbor’s family had one, a redwood cabinet that became an intelligent being. They took good care of it, and it lived for 140 years, witnessing five generations of their family."

While waiting for her number to be called, Liu Shuangshuang listened to the chatter around the hall. It wasn’t long before two men walked out from behind the screen.

One man was plain, the other handsome. Leading was the plain-looking man, who seemed despondent, evidently failing his interview.

The handsome man following him was dressed in leather, with a devil-may-care charm. As soon as he came out, he leaned lazily against a rack, exuding a roguish air.

"Next up, number three, who is it? Hurry inside." The man’s voice was lazy and casual, as he leaned there bonelessly, looking utterly unconcerned.

"I, I’m number three." The girl who had previously sat next to Liu Shuangshuang, not daring to talk to her, stood up and quickly walked to the man.

The man casually glanced up and down at the girl, then turned to walk inside: "Follow me." The girl hurriedly followed, though she seemed stiff, walking unnaturally from the tension.

Not long after the girl went in, footsteps sounded from outside as the door opened, and Du’er led another candidate into the hall, arranging the person next to Liu Shuangshuang. After handing over a card, she left.

The newcomer hadn’t been seated long when that earlier girl came running out, head down, and left without looking back. Liu Shuangshuang, sharp-eyed, noticed the girl’s eyes were red, obviously from crying.

The lazy, handsome man who took the girl inside followed slowly, strolling out and directly announced, "Number four, come inside."

Soon, another man followed the handsome man inside. It was unclear what was asked in these interviews, but they went incredibly fast.

Pei Shuangshuang waited less than an hour, and the ten plus people before her had all been interviewed, yet none qualified.

Soon that man came out again, dismissing another unsuccessful candidate. This time, his patience clearly waning, he leaned against the display shelf, no longer smiling, his voice lazy with a touch of irritation: "Number seventeen, come inside."

Liu Shuangshuang stood up and walked up to the man, who didn’t bother to look her over closely before turning to lead her inside.

Liu Shuangshuang followed the man into the corridor behind the screen, past a landscape screen, and pushed open a redwood door to enter.

Inside, the style was completely different from the ancient charm outside, filled with a modern atmosphere; computers and televisions were all present, and four people were sitting in the room.

Two men and two women, all dressed in sky-blue uniforms. Liu Shuangshuang recognized them as the signature uniforms of Special Handling Office No.1, exquisitely made from expensive materials, equivalent to wearing RMB.

The uniforms were quite dazzling; it’s fair to say that even someone unattractive would appear more appealing in them, not to mention these two men and two women who were all very good-looking, even more so wearing such uniforms.

Everyone in this room, including Liu Shuangshuang, was a collection of handsome men and beautiful women, definitely pleasing to the eye. If taken to the entertainment industry, every one of them had the potential to be a big name star.

After bringing Liu Shuangshuang into the room, the man didn’t let the four people speak. With his hands in his pockets, he addressed Liu Shuangshuang directly: "This time, we’re hiring a partner for me, so I’m your interviewer."

"You read the job posting, the one I wrote, and the requirements are true. Don’t be fooled by the quick money here, with everything looking so splendid; that’s all earned with our lives. Don’t just look at the money being good, it’s not easy to earn."

"Our Special Handling Office No.1 has the highest casualty rate, entirely different from the ordinary special handling departments you’ve been at before. We deal with not chairs or tables or children’s toys, which are easy to handle with mild dispositions, but extremely vicious and dangerous intelligent beings."

"Do you know why I’m recruiting a partner? It’s because my previous partner was killed while capturing an intelligent being in the form of a car."

"Before we start the interview, I advise you to think carefully. If you’re sure you want to continue applying, we’ll proceed with the next step. If you want to back out now, just turn left out the door and walk away."

There was no intimidation in the man’s words, just a statement of facts. Yet after listening, Liu Shuangshuang still bore a cold and calm expression, not showing any hint of fear or even a change in countenance as the man might have expected.