With such great qualifications, why insist on being a salted fish?
Isn't this a waste of talent?
Wu Yue was completely against it, Kang Li, in the prime of her life, lazing at home as a salted fish.
Kang Li: "I don't accept moral kidnapping."
She said this looking at Xiao Jin, who hurriedly waved his hands in response, "Comrade Kang, please don't get me wrong. I have absolutely no intention of morally kidnapping you; I'm just focused on talents."
"What kind of talent am I?"
Kang Li remained indifferent: "As I've said before, I haven't received higher education, nor have I undergone professional training. I merely graduated from high school. In rural areas or small towns, this diploma might be considered high, but here in North City, my educational level really isn't anything special, not to be linked with the talents you speak of."
"Talent doesn't necessarily have to be defined by a diploma; Comrade Kang, you can't deny your own abilities like that."
