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Chapter 1: Ex-girlfriend
The most embarrassing thing during an interview is probably meeting your ex-boyfriend.
Qiao Xiaocheng walked out of the conference room with the six girls who came for the interview, and bumped into Zhou Yu.
Qiao Xiaocheng was stunned. Zhou Yu was wearing a black silk shirt, and the exquisite metal buckles added to the texture. The black trousers are well cut, making his waist tight and his legs slender.
His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms. Three of the top buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, and his solid chest was faintly visible. Handsome and sexy, like a character from a blockbuster movie.
At this time, he was talking to the people around him. When his eyes went wrong, he also saw Qiao Xiaocheng at the door of the conference room. Their eyes met, and he was obviously surprised and asked: "Why are you here?"
The tone was still very familiar, as if the two hadn't seen each other for two days, rather than having been separated for two years.
Qiao Xiaocheng¡¯s whole face burned up and she whispered, ¡°I¡¯ve graduated and I¡¯m looking for a job.¡±
graduated? Zhou Yu seemed to remember something just now. It had been two years since they broke up. It's time for her to graduate too. He said: "Wait for me for a few minutes, and I will take you back in a while."
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Qiao Xiaocheng was not used to being the center of attention. She blushed even more and said, "No, my home is very close to here." After thinking about it, she quickly added, "Thank you."
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He could only say: "Well. Then pay attention to safety." There was a hint of exhortation in her tone, as if she was still the little girl who had just entered college.
Qiao Xiaocheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I will."
The looks that fell on her were different. Qiao Xiaocheng really wanted to leave here. She buried her head, not daring to look at anyone, and walked quickly to the front desk. The interviewer He Yishui stopped her, smiling like a kind old hen: "Um" He lowered his head and flipped through his resume, and finally remembered the name - Qiao Xiaocheng. He said: "Xiao Qiao, do you know the Governor?"
Qiao Xiaocheng wanted to get into the cracks of the floor tiles: "Grand Governor?" She reacted, "Well we haven't contacted him for a long time." Two years have passed so fast.
He Yishui¡¯s spirit of gossip was blazing, and he immediately said to several other girls who applied: ¡°Okay, let¡¯s go back and wait for the news.¡±
The girls knew that their hope was slim. Some were dissatisfied and some felt sorry, but they all left soon.
He Yishui took Qiao Xiaocheng to sit down in the reception area, and poured her a glass of water himself. Then he held his hands under his chin and said with a smile: "Xiao Qiao, the company is really short of people now. But in order for employees to understand the company's corporate culture and products, they need to start working as receptionists at the front desk. Do you want to try it?"
Qiao Xiaocheng said "Ah", obviously unwilling. It's not a question of whether to accept the reception or not, but it's a matter of working with Zhou Yu. I'm afraid it will be very embarrassing in the future. And He Yishui's attitude changed so quickly, of course she understood why.
She was very hesitant, who was He Yishui? His eyes were like code scanners, and he looked at her thoroughly from the beginning - the clothes she wore were all discounted products from Metersbonwe. Although she was young and beautiful, her financial situation was obviously not very good.
So he immediately increased the salary: "The salary is 15,000, and accommodation, transportation, and phone bills are all subsidized."
Qiao Xiaocheng thought for a while, bit her lip, and said, "Okay."
He Yishui almost stretched his neck and sang a hymn to himself: "Come on, let's sign the contract first."
This is really a strange company. Qiao Xiaocheng looked down at the contract in front of her. It's so funny, Zhou Yu works here, but she has never even heard of the name of this company. The name of the company is "Regret Culture Research Center", which sounds like it was learned from the study of success. But after entering the door, Qiao Xiaocheng didn't see any inspirational CDs or books.
There are forty cubicles in the general office, and there are also forty computers in them. But there were no piles of papers, not even a phone call to hear one. Only occasionally a mechanical electronic synthesized voice came, saying: "Yes 3, I'm sorry."
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She was looking at the contract, and He Yishui was naturally looking at her. Qiao Xiaocheng, 22 years old, a recent college graduate. He was born and studied in this city, and his education and experience seem ordinary, neither dazzling nor out of the ordinary.
She just looks pretty and wears a light-colored shirt.?I have never complained about it in my circle of friends.
At this moment, the system showed that He Yishui had added Qiao Xiaocheng¡¯s WeChat account to the company¡¯s work group.
The group immediately started to receive a crazy welcome wave. Obviously, the group of colleagues where He Yishui complained in private spread the news thoroughly. Zhou Yu found that he was not angry either - as expected.
Qiao Xiaocheng responded politely and shyly. Most of them are words like "Thank you xxx, please take care of me in the future". Her style is exactly the same as her before, and she follows the rules.
Zhou Yu felt that he was sick because he also pronounced two words - welcome.
As soon as his message was sent out, the group immediately fell silent. Of course, isn¡¯t watching a show to watch the climax?
And Qiao Xiaocheng¡¯s response was even better. She replied directly: ¡°Thank you, Mr. Zhou.¡±
¡No special treatment at all, too polite.
Zhou Yu knew that at this moment, there were countless idiots behind WeChat holding their stomachs and laughing wildly, but he suddenly became too idle and forced an awkward conversation: "You're welcome."
He Yishui was holding back at first, but then suddenly he was holding the money tree in the corner and burst into laughter.
Zhou Yu didn¡¯t bother to pay attention to him at all, which was really strange. He didn¡¯t like replying to her messages very much before. Most of the time she was the one who found the topic. Sometimes she would say ten sentences and he would reply with one sentence.
Today I have some leisure time, so I just want to say a few more words to her.
But she just sent a smiling emoticon.
Outside, He Yishui smiled as if he was about to die. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com