When he got closer, through his glasses, he clearly saw the famous rich man on the opposite side, which was different from what he had seen in the photos and videos before.
He was once appreciated by the Xing Group because of his works, and he deliberately studied Xing Yuan's personal style and clothing taste, and knew very well that he was a very cold and hard man.
Under such a close observation, this strong aura like iron and ice is just blowing towards the face. Marven Ye discovered at this time that the hard photos on the original magazine cover actually softened Xing Yuan too deliberately. This aura.
This should be a person with deep background and accustomed to going his own way.
Xu Yan stopped two meters away from the desk, and even Marven Ye who was behind also stopped, Xu Yan bent down slightly, and said softly in a low voice, "Boss, the new photographer has arrived."
Hearing this, the man put down the magazine and looked up.
He was only sitting in the chair, but he seemed to be more imposing than the other two standing there. Marven Ye resisted the urge to step back and stood there and let him look at it.
"What's it called... What's going on?" Xing Yuan asked expressionlessly, leaning on the armrest of the seat with one elbow.
Xu Yan immediately said, "My name is Marven Ye."
Hearing the name, Xing Yuan turned his head slightly.
The sky light outside the window happened to fall on him, and Marven Ye saw the other party's unusually handsome face, as well as those dark blue eyes that were like gems.
Xing Yuan has a quarter of foreign ancestry. His grandmother is from Northern Europe and is the daughter of a prominent nobleman. Therefore, as a half-blood, Xing Yuan has a pair of ice-like clear blue eyes. His nose and deep eye sockets make him look extremely handsome, and it is no wonder that this person will occupy the cover of major fashion magazines for many years.
In addition, according to the information I have seen before, Xing Yuan's height has exceeded 1.9 meters, and he can stand out from the crowd in China.
At this time, being stared directly at by these sapphire-like eyes, even Marven Ye had a dazzling feeling.
Xing Yuan tapped his fingers on the table and said slowly, "Marven Ye... I sound familiar."
Marven Ye blinked, and suddenly had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, Xing Yuan's next sentence was: "Who is the designer of the suit we ordered with Sphorise?"
Xu Yan paused for a moment, then continued, "Sphorace is teamwork, and the main designer is Zhou Bai."
Xing Yuan stared at Marven Ye, from the clothes to the appearance, from the SLR camera in his hand, to the black-rimmed glasses with dirt on his face.
Hearing Xu Yan's words, Xing Yuan simply hummed.
Then he said, "Resign him."
Marven Ye: "… "
Damn, it took less than five minutes for me to come in and I didn't have time to say a word. This guy is about to resign when he opens his mouth. This is too much of his own way!
This can't be done. If the first single-player mission dies on the first day, then he really has no face to go back to the special affairs department to see Zheng Xingguo and Xue Yongchang.
"Mr. Xing, that..." He cleared his throat and asked naturally, "Can I know why? After all... I'm only at work today, and I didn't have time to do anything wrong."
Xing Yuan said indifferently: "I don't need an unprofessional person to work in his unprofessional field."
Marven Ye: "Hmm..." It is very reasonable and cannot be refuted.
"You were a designer half a year ago, but now you are holding a camera and telling me you are a professional photographer?" Xing Yuan looked at him with blue eyes, and there was no joy or sorrow in his voice: "I can hire the world's top professional photographer. Photographer, why do you have to use an unprofessional employee like you?"
Xing Yuan: "If you want me to hire you, then give me a reason why I must hire you."
Marven Ye complained inwardly: What other reason is there, of course, because you are about to be targeted by an extremist terrorist organization and you will be cut into pieces! Lao Tzu came to protect you on behalf of humanitarianism. Are you going to drive away your savior within five minutes of meeting? !
Of course, this reason is almost as unreasonable and bipolar as "I want world peace", even if there is no non-disclosure agreement, he can't say it.
This of course does not count as a reason to apply.
Marven Ye got rid of these messy thoughts, took off the backpack that he had been carrying behind him, took out a folder from it, stepped forward a few steps to the desk, and gently placed the folder on the table.
After doing all this, he smiled: "Mr. Xing, here are some of my photography works, as well as all the photography awards I have won in recent years, including the ones I won at Hasselblad, POYI and Pulitzer. some awards."
"Oh?" Xing Yuan seemed a little surprised, but he still took the folder, opened it and flipped through it at will.
There are indeed many eye-catching photographic works, and some of them have indeed won international praise. From Xing Yuan's eyes, it can be seen that these awards are quite high, and the photos are not bad.
These works are indeed Marven Ye's, and the awards are also real. He is not afraid of Xing Yuan's investigation.
Zheng Xingguo arranged for him the identity of a photographer, not arbitrarily, but based on Marven Ye's actual situation, and it coincided with the sudden resignation of the photographer beside Xing Yuan, and the decision was made at the right time and place.
Xing Yuan's expression remained the same. He read a few pages at random and said, "Since your photography skills are extraordinary, why did you go to become a designer again?"
Marven Ye shrugged: "I have a wide range of hobbies and hobbies, and art has a certain interoperability. I like fashion design because of painting, and I love photography because of design. The two are not contradictory. Apart from design and photography, I actually I also like creative graffiti, jazz dancing and violin, and my wide range of hobbies make me energetic and love life even more.”
Xing Yuan was noncommittal: "It's a good hobby."
Marven Ye looked at him through a layer of lenses, with a deeper smile on the corner of his mouth: "So, you might as well let me try it out for a few days. If I'm not up to the job, it won't hinder your energy."
Xing Yuan looked at him for a while, his eyes remained calm, and after a while he asked Xu Yan, the assistant who was standing next to him as a background board: "Who passed his interview?"
Xu Yan said softly, "It's Assistant Ruan."
Xing Yuan: "Reason."
Xu Yan: "He is the only one who doesn't have any thoughts about you among all the candidates." After that, he added: "In every aspect, there are no unreasonable thoughts."
Marven Ye, who has not experienced any so-called interviews: "..."
What the heck, dare other applicants to have some "unreasonable ideas"? This reason is too far-fetched!
Xing Yuan obviously paused for a while because of this answer, and then threw the folder back on the table: "Okay, you are hired. Start work today, Xu Yan, go and tell him how to work."
Marven Ye: "… "
Wait, isn't this a little sloppy.
Why is there always a misunderstanding... The reasons he said before don't seem to be effective, but "no wrong thinking" plays a key role
Wouldn't this employment method of the Xing Group be a bit too weird, Xing Yuan, do you dare to be a little more narcissistic? !
He was still complaining frantically in his heart, Xing Yuan had already waved his hand in front of him, Xu Yan immediately stepped forward and politely said to him, "Mr. Ye, please come with me."
Marven Ye glanced at Xing Yuan unwillingly, and then picked up the backpack on the table, followed Xu Yan and walked back to the door of the room, and opened the door to go out.
It was not until the door was gently closed that he felt that he finally got rid of the anxious gaze behind him. Marven Ye always had a strange sense of disobedience in his heart, and he did not know why, so he had to follow Xu Yan across the corridor. , came to the assistant's office on the other floor of the 37th floor.
The decoration style of the assistant's office is obviously very different from that of Xing Yuan.
There is also a blue-gray carpet here, but there are several desks neatly arranged in the office area, and there is also a long row of data cabinets in the corner. At first glance, it looks like a multi-person office, without the arbitrariness and comfort of Xing Yuan.
At this time, there were still a few people sitting in the office, and Xu Yan said: "There are currently ten business assistants of President Xing, who are in charge of different businesses. They usually work here. If you can't find anyone, it is probably to contact other departments already."
Then, he pointed to the woman at the innermost desk who was writing, and whispered to Marven Ye, "You should have met that person. Assistant Ruan has interviewed you before, so let's go over and say hello."
However, he really never participated in any so-called interviews, and the channels were arranged by the special affairs department. Marven Ye was a little nervous in his heart, so he walked over and said to the woman, "Assistant Ruan, hello, I'm Marven Ye."
Assistant Ruan doesn't look like a young woman in her twenties anymore. She wears delicate makeup and a blue-gray high-tailored dress, which looks conservative and elegant. From Marven Ye's angle, she could see that she was writing on a piece of printed paper, her handwriting was neat and neat, which was very pleasing to the eye.
Hearing him talking, Assistant Ruan stopped his movements and turned to look at Marven Ye.
"Marven Ye?" she said.
Marven Ye: "Uh, it's me."
"Oh, I see." Assistant Ruan looked back and forth at him expressionlessly: "You performed well in the interview stage, and I hope nothing goes wrong in the official job, so you can follow Assistant Xu to adapt to the new environment during this time. ."
The two had never met, and Marven Ye was basically sure that the special affairs department was going through Assistant Ruan's line, but I wondered if Assistant Ruan had something to do with them. must be wrong.
So he just nodded: "I understand, thank Assistant Ruan for the promotion."
Thank you and leave, never stop.
Seeing that the two had finished talking, Xu Yan did not introduce other assistants, and took him directly to a small one-person office next door.
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Xing Yuan: "Resign him."
Xu Yan: "Okay."
Marven Ye was furious at being fired, and a bolt of lightning struck Xing Yuan to death.
So Xiaogong died, and Xiaoshou lived in desperation from then on.
BE ending is reached.
The full text is complete.
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Xing Yuan: "Resign him."
Xu Yan: "Okay."
Marven Ye was fired on the first day, and in despair, he accepted another assignment from Zheng Xingguo and began to maintain electricity for various large-scale parties.
Then I met the stage director who came to check the circuit every day. The two fought hotly and got together after half a year.
The end of the offense is reached.
The full text is complete.
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