Workplace reviews and discussion: 寧斐御業有限公司

NO

He brought me into his office, next to an open-plan area. The walls were transparent glass, and the door was not closed. I therefore thought nothing of it. At first, everything was normal: he looked at my résumé, asked about my education, and looked at my portfolio. Then, after casually looking through it, he started introducing me to what their company does—government contracts (from tourism and transportation bureaus and the like), app development and modeling, etc.—saying that the difficulty was very high and that my level was insufficient. Then, without listening to my experience, he told me to briefly introduce my personality.

He said to me: “I don’t judge people by ability; I look at attitude and personality. No matter how capable you are today, it won’t work if you don’t have decisive judgment.” “Let me ask you a question. Suppose you usually communicate by email with a long-term Japanese client, and one day he comes to Taiwan for work and happens to assign you to negotiate with him. Then he specifically says he wants the two of you to spend the evening alone together. Would you be willing?”

I didn’t think much of it at the time and said that if I were taking a client sightseeing, of course there would be no problem. He then asked further: “The two of you alone at night—if he asked you to stay overnight, would you agree? Wouldn’t you be afraid?”

He then started asking other strange questions, such as: “Suppose you went to a hot spring where men and women bathe together and everyone is completely naked. What would you do?” My instinctive response was, “Of course I’d wrap myself in a bath towel...” But I felt that the question was really strange.

Then he kept acting as if he were a fortune-teller, talking about what my aura was like, saying that he knew at first glance whether someone was meant to be connected with him, that I had qualities others did not, that I had ambition and aspirations, and that my bone structure was different from ordinary people’s.

Next he asked about my romantic situation: whether I had a boyfriend, how many people I had dated, whether I had had sex, whether I masturbated, and so on... He told me to distance myself from my boyfriend and move out to live on my own. After that he asked more highly explicit questions, which were truly disgusting. He then said: “Suppose the two of us went into the wilderness to collect samples and conduct fieldwork, and you were filthy all over and had no choice but to take a shower. If you happened to see a mountain stream but there were no obstacles or cover, would you take off all your clothes and bathe in front of me? Would you even scrub each other’s backs?”

He: “Are you willing to do whatever I tell you to do?”

Me: “If it’s something related to the company, of course I’d be willing...”

He: “No, anything. I want you to give me your emotions, including whether you’d be willing to have sex with me and be my woman.”

“I’m willing to promote you from the ground up and have you work by my side as my secretary.”

“You can lose weight, but don’t let your breasts get smaller. Otherwise I can’t take you out...”

I think my brain must have frozen at that moment. When I heard that sentence, my rationality completely shut down. I could only think about how I was supposed to respond. Because it was an open-plan space and people outside could see our interaction, he spoke very quietly when saying these things (I also felt that he wanted to guard against me recording it as evidence), and he said that this was a secret or something. I had to listen extremely carefully to hear him. Although he did not make any physical advances, the entire situation had already made me extremely uncomfortable.

He also asked me what “lewd” meant, then self-importantly explained that, in ancient usage, it meant “expressing oneself.” He told me that I had to reach the realm of being lewd, break through myself, and achieve a state I normally could not reach. He also half-forcibly added me on WeChat, saying that I should show him a decisive demonstration.

I asked what he meant, and he said anything was fine—text or photos. Before that, he had also told me a story about a woman who sent him nude photos and masturbation videos after an interview, then disappeared (what the hell was that supposed to be???). So obviously I knew what he wanted me to do, but I just kept pretending not to understand. He wouldn’t give up and asked: “I know you really want it. You’re a woman with very strong needs, right?”

“Have you gotten wet down there? I’m sure you have! The opportunity has come, so don’t miss it.”

And then I left.