Chapter 770 Judson began, âSpeak your mind, Agnes. If I can help. Iâll do everything I canâ
Judson had always been someone who valued talent. When he first saw Agnesâ resume, he felt it was a waste for someone of her caliber to be just a small reporter in the News Department He remembered her interview well, when she had spoken about her passion for journalism, not for the money or the status, much like he had been when he was younger He had been impressed with Agnes from that moment.
Agnes spoke up. âI recently took part in a written test for a field reporter position but didnât pass. I understand that I may have been lacking in some areas However, I was hoping you could show me my test paper so I can identify my weaknesses and strive to improveâ
Judson nodded, âItâs rare to see someone as motivated as you. Most people either wallow in selfâpity or resign themselves to defeat when they fail. But not you. Youâre one of the few who recognize their shortcomings and push themselves to growâ
Agnes replied, âKnowing the problem is the first step to solving it. Thank you for understanding, sir Judson said. These papers are usually not disclosed, but since the results are already finalized, Iâll make an exception for youâ
With that, he stood up and retrieved a set of keys from his desk and unlocked a nearby filing cabinet to retrieve a stack of papers.
He told Agnes, âFind your paper and show me where you went wrongâ
Agnes rummaged through the stack of papers on Judsonâs desk, feigning confusion after going through the stack twice âMr. Judson,â she finally said, âI canât find my test paperâ
Judson frowned, âAll the test papers are here. Are you sure yours isnât among them?â
Iâm certain,â Agnes insisted.
Judson himself went through the papers but couldnât find Agnesâ test.
Thatâs odd. I have been keeping these papers since they were marked. How could one be missing?â
Judson sat down and thought for a while without being disturbed by Agnes. Finally, he picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a few numbers In no time, four people entered his office. They were all senior reporters at the station and Judsonâs proteges, and they were the ones who had marked the tests Once they were all in, Judson asked, âWho marked Agnesâ paper?â
The four exchanged glances before shaking their heads.
Mr. Judson urged, Think hard. Are you sure none of you have seen her paper?â
The oldest among them replied, âMr. Judson, we have good memories. None of us marked a test paper by someone named Agnes. Are you sure there hasnât been a mixâup?â
Agnes interjected, âI can assure you that i took the test and handed in my paper on time. The conference room should have security footage. If none of these gentlemen marked my paper, there must be some problem. Please, Mr. Judson, I ask that you investigate. I value this open selection process Being a field reporter is my only wish since joined the company. I donât want to lose this opportunity due to some mishap Judsons fist clenched as he gently tapped on the desk, âThere must be some foul play at work. I pushed for this open selection process precisely to avoid any internal appointments. I never thought someone would dare tamper with it under my watch.â