The guest lecture ended on a pleasant note. While Ves hadn’t received a standing ovation, he nonetheless earned a lot of appreciation from the students gathered at the auditorium.
Along with describing some of his personal experienced, the topics he addressed all widened people’s eyes to the career options that opened up to them when they finally departed from Rawlings with a degree.
With how insulated Cinach VIII tended to be, the Rawlings students lived too much in their own bubble. They had no idea how difficult it was for a mech designer to stand out and excel in the mech industry.
Ves hoped that he managed to influence the future mech designers into taking the future more seriously. With their busy academic course loads, it was easy for them to get lost in the present.
As Ves finally stepped off the podium amidst the enduring applause, he met up with Nitaa. Gavin also returned after arranging some business.
\"I followed your entire guest lecture from the start via a livestream.\" His assistant said as he stared oddly at Ves. \"I have to say... was that really you out there?\"
Ves frowned. \"Yes. What of it, Benny?\"
\"I thought you’d go out on stage with your cat ears on your head and pull off something crazy. Where was your trademark Devil Tongue? I mean, every other time you engaged in public speaking, you always found a way to mesmerize an entire state!\"
\"That was one time! I’m not like that all the time! I have enough self-control to rein in my Devil Tongue!\"
\"Professor Pendleton of the AUMD sure got a taste of that self-control of yours.\"
\"He had it coming! Senior or not, he was heckling my product reveal!\" Ves angrily burst out before he restrained himself. \"No one tried to stir up any trouble for me today. The goal of my guest lecture is to impart knowledge, make myself look good in the footage and attract aspiring mech designers to apply to work at the LMC. I can’t very well do that if I scorch the students, can I?\"
Ves considered fellow mech designers to be part of his own kind. As long as they did not oppose him directly, he felt more inclined to conduct a fruitful and substantive discussion with his fellow colleagues.
The dozens or so exchanges he conducted with his peers also helped in refining some of his rough edges. Mech designers each shared the same language, and addressing a class full of mech design students was a genuine pleasure in his eyes.
Ves moved on. \"Let’s head to the nearby office and see how many fish I’ve hooked.\"
For the rest of the afternoon, Ves sat in a borrowed office while he entertained various guests.
Each of them consisted of mech design students who wanted to explore the option of working for the LMC.
\"Mr. Larkinson, it’s an honor to meet with you in person!\" An enthused young man gushed. \"I’ve always felt restless while I studied at Rawlings. It’s only after I attended your lecture that I’ve realized what’s been bothering me. The Sentinel Kingdom is too constrained! With noble born mech designers monopolizing all of the best positions, there are too little opportunities for me here. Your offer to work under you is exactly what I’m missing!\"
\"Mmhmm.\" Ves casually nodded while he perused the student’s record on the desk terminal. \"Mr. Ferdinand Gerze, right? I can’t help but notice that your academic record is.. not very exceptional. Your grades barely make it past the minimum threshold to pass your courses.\"
The importance of knowledge to a mech designer could not be overstated. If mech designers only showed up and put in the bare minimum in their studies at school, then would they be any better when they graduated?
A mech designer never stopped learning. Graduating with a degree in mech design did not mean they were no longer obliged to hit the books!
To his credit, Ferdinand did not look ashamed. Instead, he maintained a positive demeanor, as if his enthusiasm to work for the LMC was enough of a reason to snap him up!
\"I may not rank at the top, but as you have stated during your guest lecture, the academic standards of Rawlings is very high. I believe my competences in the relevant fields is sufficient enough to keep up with your expectations!\"
\"Mhmmm. That’s very confident of you.\" Ves nonchalantly petted Lucky, who was lounging on the desk, while he skimmed over the other portions of Ferdinant’s record. \"I see you have engaged in a number of extracurricular activities as well.\"
Ferdinand confidently grinned. \"I spent much of my time at Rawlings acting as the treasurer of the Rawlings Polo Club. I also assisted in organizing field trips to several notable mech manufacturing sites. I’ve acquired vital leadership and financial management experience that prepares me well for any positions that you might wish for me to fulfill!\"
\"Get out.\"
\"Pardon?\"
Ves waved his hand as if to throw Ferdinand’s record in the trash. The projection winked out.
\"I’ve been very clear with my words, Mr. Gerze. I’m sorry to inform you that you don’t meet our hiring standards. You may leave now and make way for better qualified students.\"
\"But why!\" Ferdinand stood up and burst out. \"My grades may not be the best, but I’m just as good as any other Rawlings student in completing mech design assignments! Unlike some of the nerds here who lock themselves up in their rooms to cram their heads full of science, I’ve been spending lots of time outside to lead the Rawlings Polo Club and arrange visitations to many different mech manufacturing facilities! I have skills that other mech designers lack!\"
\"That sounds great.. if I was in the market for a manufacturing complex supervisor or something.\" Ves crossed his arms. \"I think I made it very clear that I’m looking to recruit future mech designers who are good at their main purpose: designing mechs or assisting me in designing mechs. On that front, any struggling mech designer that I can pick up on the streets is better than you! No matter how good with people you are or how much leadership experience you’ve acquired, if you’re not sufficiently motivated to perform the core functions of your profession, then I have no use for you in my design teams!\"
\"Mr. Larkinson! Please give me a chance! I can prove myself! I can resign as treasurer to devote more time to my remaining studies!\"
\"GET. OUT!\" Ves boomed.
He abruptly raised the aura emanating from his Pride of Dusk, putting an immense amount of pressure on Ferdinand’s shoulders!
The man fled as if Zeigra was running right behind his heels!
Gavin and Nitaa who had been standing at the side both looked askance at Ves.
To her credit, she didn’t try to linger and plead with him. Recognizing that she had lost this battle, she simply smiled coyly at Ves before slowly and sensually rising to her feet. She turned around and strutted out of the office, giving Ves and everyone else a very good glimpse of her swaying rear. ƒrēewebnovel.com
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