Super Zoo Chapter 1: 1 Looking for a Job

Every year around May and June, graduating university students face the most pressing issue, finding a job.

Suming majored in biopharmaceuticals, which wasn't an easy field for job hunting. However, he had worked hard during college, had excellent grades, and even received several scholarships.

Logically speaking, landing a job as a technician in a pharmaceutical company shouldn't have been too difficult. Many of his classmates with poorer grades and abilities had found jobs.

But for so reason, despite sending out N number of resus and interviewing with a few local pharmaceutical companies, he hadn't been accepted.

When he asked for a reason, they just fobbed him off by saying he wasn't suitable.

"Is this so kind of bad luck jinx, or is it just an unlucky year?" Suming loosened his collar and gulped down a big glass of cold water, hoping to dispel the frustration in his heart.

The heat at the end of June was unbearable, and the cicadas outside the dormitory cried from morning till night as if they had lost their father, driving people to irritation and distraction.

The school had a rule that all graduates must leave the campus and move out of the dorms by early July.

Seeing as the final deadline was only about ten days away and most of his classmates had already secured jobs, how could Suming not be worried about still having no commitnt?

If he couldn't find a job by then, there would only be two options: return to his hotown or rent a place on his own.

The forr was out of the question for Suming. His hotown was a small town surrounded by mountains with a population of less than thirty thousand. Going back ant an even slimr chance of finding a suitable job.

Moreover, his family wasn't well-off; they had significant financial burdens. When Suming got admitted to Yangchuan University, it was big news for the small town. Everyone, not just his family, had high hopes for him. They scraped together money to support his studies, but upon graduation, if he were unable to find a job, not only would he not be able to give back to his family, but also returning ho to rely on his parents was sothing he found utterly unacceptable.

After all, everyone cares about face, and sotis one would rather struggle on their own than let their family know they were not doing well.

If push cos to shove, he'd just have to rent a place while continuing the job search.

"The rent's not cheap these days, a regular single room costs several hundred a month, and they usually require three months' deposit upfront. If it really cos down to it, can I lend you so money first?"

The speaker was a big fat guy, Suming's roommate, Wang Hao. Wang Hao wasn't as good as Suming in many aspects, but his father had connections and had long arranged a cushy governnt job for him.

Although he was 'an official's second generation,' Wang Hao didn't have many bad qualities. He was loyal, sociable, and after sharing a room with Suming for four years, they had developed a very good relationship, becoming close buddies.

Hearing Wang Hao's offer, Suming ntally calculated before smiling and saying, "I don't need it for now, I saved so money from work-study last sester, it should be enough for a while."

"I know how much you have; what is that enough for?" Wang Hao muttered.

Suming laughed, "I'll make do for now; if it really doesn't work, I'll co to you."

Wang Hao and Suming's relationship didn't require false politeness, and Wang Hao knew Suming well enough to understand that once Suming had spoken, he usually wouldn't change his mind. He nodded and said, "Up to you then. But if you really can't make it, just give a shout, and I'll send you the money imdiately. My old man keeps a tight leash on , but I could still co up with a few thousand if needed."

Wang Hao, already prone to sweating due to his size, was sweltering; the electricity in the dorm had been cut off, and the fan had stopped working long ago. By the ti he finished speaking to Suming, Mr. Wang was drenched in sweat.

He slung his packed luggage over his shoulder and said, "I'm heading ho first, this dorm is like an oven."

"Have a smooth journey!"

"How about a hug?" Wang Hao laughed and spread his arms wide toward Suming.

"Cut it out, look at all the sweat on you; don't get it all over ," Suming teased with a laugh, then gave Wang Hao a robust bear hug.

"Take care!"

"Take care! Buddy!"

After Wang Hao left, Suming was the only one left in the dormitory, staring at three empty beds—it suddenly felt so desolate.

It wasn't just the dormitory, there were hardly any people left in the entire dormitory building. Graduates usually started job hunting from March or April. Over the months, those with connections, like Wang Hao, had already landed jobs, and most of the rest had secured internships; it was just a matter of the quality of the placent. There weren't many left in limbo like Suming.

The weather was too hot, and Suming was feeling restless again. He stripped to his tank top and underwear, perched on the wooden bed, took out his phone, and continued to submit resus online through the school's local network.

"Hey, you're still here? Aren't you afraid of suffering a heatstroke?"

Suddenly, the door to the dorm was pushed open, and a girl barged in nonchalantly.

The girl sported a neat, short fringe, her features were delicate, and she was clad in a pair of hot shorts that could be described as sizzling, revealing her two pale, slender legs without reservation. Paired with a tight-fitting crop top, her figure cut an S shape that made mouths water.

This girl had a rare compound surna: Nangong, her full na being Nangong Yan, a junior at Yangchuan University and Suming's underclassman, considered among the most attractive in her departnt.

Suming and Nangong Yan were quite familiar with each other, but they hadn't developed into boyfriend and girlfriend. When it ca to matters of love, Suming could be quite dense at tis.

"I'm dizzy, how did you get in here? This is the boys' dorm!" Suming got a shock, only wearing a pair of briefs—how could he expect Nangong Yan to pop up suddenly? In a rush, he grabbed a pair of boxers and pulled them on haphazardly.

"Pfft, what's so special about a boys' dormitory, it's not like I haven't been here before."

Nangong Yan wrinkled her nose and cockily tilted her chin at Suming.

However, seeing Suming nearly naked, Nangong Yan's pretty face blushed slightly and she turned her body to the side, letting Suming get dressed while explaining, "The dormitory is empty, the gatekeeper is sleeping, so I sneaked in."

After Suming pulled on his boxers and threw on a t-shirt, he asked sowhat blankly, "Why did you co here?"

"What do you think?" Nangong Yan was frustrated seeing Suming's clueless expression and said snappily, "Miss here is sleepwalking and just happened to sleepwalk into your dorm, okay?!"

Suming, who was always a bit crude in understanding romance, knew he had said sothing wrong after speaking. Seeing Nangong Yan's expression, he scratched his head embarrassedly, "Oh, oh, oh, you ca to find , right."

"Duh!" Nangong Yan glared at Suming cutely, "It's infuriating how there can be such dense people like you in the world!"

"Hehe..." Suming grinned and scratched his head.

It wasn't that he was really that dense; sotis when facing Nangong Yan, who excelled him by far in both looks and family background, let alone other aspects, Suming felt sothing indescribable inside.

"Laughing? Humph, I specifically ca to ask how your job search is going, and you're asking what I'm doing here."

"Still no luck," Suming shook his head.

Nangong Yan's eyebrows lifted slightly, puzzled, "That's strange, you have such good grades, how can you not find anything?"

"Just taking it slow," Suming felt helpless about it too.

"With the dormitory about to kick you out, how can you take it slow? Are you planning to live on the streets when the ti cos?"

Nangong Yan rolled her eyes playfully, then thought for a mont and asked hesitantly, "Should I ask my dad to see if he can help?"

"No need, there's still half a month left. If it really doesn't work out, I'll ask Uncle for help." Suming smiled. If he was willing to ask for help, he might as well go straight to Wang Hao's grandfather.

There's always a debt of gratitude to repay when you owe soone a favor, and Suming didn't want to owe anyone unless absolutely necessary.

"Hey, are you really that unwilling to let help you? Pfft, pure male chauvinism! Stubborn pride over practical needs!" Nangong Yan huffed and glared at Suming.

"Alright, princess, if there's nothing else, I'm going to continue applying for jobs online. Take care, no need to escort you out." Suming grinned at Nangong Yan, then waved his hand, making a gesture as if to see her off.

"Hmph! You... Never mind, I'm leaving!" Nangong Yan huffed and left the dorm.

As she walked away, she fud, thinking to herself, after knowing each other for so long, I've hinted more than once, it's practically an invitation for you to chase . And yet you remain as unmoved as a rock, what does it take!

"Looks like it's ti to change tactics!" Nangong Yan's eyes swirled about as she muttered to herself, "Should I find a guy to pretend to be my boyfriend, to provoke him?"

"Yes! Just like that. As long as he is a man, he's sure to get mad. Once we start fighting, won't he ekly reveal his true feelings for ? Hehehe, hahaha..."

After Nangong Yan left, Suming also revealed a wry smile.

He wasn't oblivious to Nangong Yan's intentions.

But in his view, if you truly liked soone, you should bring them happiness, not make them suffer with you, not to ntion taking advantage of them. That's why for so long Suming seed to play dumb.

"I need to find a job quickly!" Suming's top priority now was job hunting; only with financial stability could he consider other things.

This ti, however, he broadened his horizons a bit, not necessarily looking for a pharmaceutical company that exactly matched his major. Any organization even slightly related to his field was worth trying.

With this in mind, there were more options for him, and Suming applied to several positions in succession.