Today’s interview is very important.
The company interviewed this time is a well-known large-scale enterprise in the city. The treatment is very good, and the salary is very good. Originally, I graduated from C university and did not even have the qualification to interview. It relied on my mother to go through the back door among relatives and friends. It was a treat and a gift. I tried every means to put a big red envelope for the internal staff of this company, and finally won the opportunity for this interview.
Not only that, but the brand new white shirt with stand-up collar, gray-black straight skirt and shiny round-toe high heels that I am wearing now are also a lot of money. Obviously, in order to let my unbelievable daughter grab a golden job, the mother who has always been very stingy has almost lost her money this time.
Since my mother had high expectations of me this time, and invested a lot of capital, I felt a lot of pressure before going out. While wearing shoes slowly, I couldn't help but frown pitifully to my mother. Seek relief: "Mom... If this interview is messed up again, you won't blame me, will you?"
My mother has kind eyebrows and carefully stretched out her hand to adjust the collar for me, smiling very considerately: "Silly girl, look at what you say, am I such a prudent person?"
As soon as I heard this question, my head subconsciously clicked, and was pressed back by her instantly fierce eyes, and shook my head decisively.
So like a juggling, my mother's eyes eased instantly, and she smiled cordially: "If you screw it up, you can screw it up, and I will find another way for you."
I breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure was relieved a lot. While putting on my shoes, I asked casually: "By the way, what other way is there?"
"I can't grab the golden rice bowl, and the tortoise son-in-law?" My mother kindly touched my head, her tone was heinously gentle: "Good girl, don't say that my mom didn't give you a chance. If I go to an interview this time, If you fail to be admitted, let's just settle your marriage with Aunt Liu's eldest son Jinsong!"
"..."
Xu Jinsong, as the name suggests, he is like a strong and upright pine. He has a bronzed dark skin and a tall body of 1.9 meters. The sports coach of the fitness center, his muscles are as hard as steel. He once represented the city to win The two-time weightlifting champion is said to be a core member of the Sanda club. It is in stark contrast to me, who is petite and weak and has no athletic cells. He can lift me up with one hand, as easy as an eagle catching a chicken. …
Yes, I feel more pressure now.
When I stepped out of the house with an uneasy mood, my mother held me with a serious face, and said with a deep gaze: "Xia Ye, remember that you must be kind to people and things, and try to build a good relationship with the people in the company. What's the point? Call me in time for emergencies, do you understand?"
I quickly nodded to express my understanding, put my bag on and solemnly embarked on the job search road, but I didn’t know it, and at the same time embarked on a path of no return that changed my entire life...
The interview time starts at nine o'clock exactly. To be on the safe side, I arrived at the interview location early at 8:30. Just standing in front of the high-rise building to which this company belongs, I already felt a cutting-edge and magnificent aura, and I couldn't help but give birth to a longing and yearning. If I could be accepted by this company, Xia Ye would be exhilarated. what!
Thinking of this, I straddled my bag on my shoulders and raised my head, trying to look more white-collar, and walked inside, but because I was not used to wearing high heels, I slipped on the steps before entering the company. wrestle.
It's not good to be a teacher! I looked around nervously. Fortunately, no one noticed here. I quickly stood up and patted the dust on my legs, then raised my head and walked in again.
Thinking of my mother saying that we should be kind to others, I walked into the reception hall on the third floor with a smile on my face. At this time, I was waiting for many college students to apply for. With a solemn and serious look, I quickly reduced my smile and put on a serious and serious look.
This company has set up a few different application sites according to different departments and positions. I took my secretarial professional resume and walked to the front desk as calmly as possible, and asked politely: "Hello, where is the application secretary? waiting?"
The lady at the front desk seemed to be very busy, raised her head and glanced at me blankly, and pointed in a direction: "Over there!"
"Thank you." I nodded and walked to the application area she said.
Perhaps because there is only one secretary's position, there are not many applicants for secretary. There are about seven or eight people sitting in the corridor. It seems that they are basically college students who have recently entered the society. They hold resumes just like me. There was more or less nervousness on his face.
I breathed a sigh of relief, secretly comforting myself, although hope is slim, but at least there should be a one-tenth chance.
Thinking like this, my gaze turned and I froze and fell on a young man sitting upright by the window in the corner.
Seeing him, two words flashed in my mind instantly: Enemy!
He is also in his early twenties. He looks handsome and elegant. He has a pair of black and bright black eyes, delicate and white skin, a slender and well-proportioned figure, and a terrifying appearance. To the feet all exudes a very elite and talented temperament, and more importantly, his leisurely and cozy look, and his eyes without the slightest nervous emotion, instantly compared other applicants, including me.
Suddenly I felt that I was no longer singing.
It’s not that I don’t have confidence in myself, but that this person’s aura is really too strong. Just from his temperament and appearance, he can already see very shrewd and capable information. The confidence revealed by his gestures is even more impressive. Beyond the dust. Now there is only one secretary's quota. With such a strong and excellent competitor, let alone one-tenth, I am afraid I don't even have a one-percent chance of winning.
Although I have realized that the hope of this interview is slim, thinking of the forced marriage of a strong mother, thinking of Xu Jinsong, who has tangled muscles, after repeated hesitation, I decided to fight again. So I adjusted my expression, walked over without hurries, and sat down beside him as if unintentionally.
After a while, I tried my best to be kind and natural, and smiled politely at him: "Hello, my name is Xia Ye."
He turned his face to look at me faintly: "Yeah."
"You also came to apply, which school did you graduate from?" I used my cheeky talents, ignoring his indifferent attitude, and continued to accost me in a natural tone.
He didn't look up: "A is big."
A... A big? Which key high-level college that I can only look up to? Sure enough, there is no hardest hit, only more hits.
I silently adjusted my wounded emotions, looking at his handsome and beautiful side face, suddenly an evil thought came into being. So I moved a step closer to where he was sitting, looked around with wicked brows, and said in a serious low voice in his ear: "Have you heard that the general manager of this company is gay."
"Oh?" He finally raised his head, his clear black eyes calm.
I nodded mysteriously: "Really, it is said that he is very perverted, and he is not interested in women at all. What I like most is the handsome man." As he said, I looked at him suddenly, "Ah, yes, like You are like this!"
His eyes narrowed slightly: "Really?"
Seeing that he finally had a reaction, I hurriedly added to my jealousy and said in a low voice, "Yes, this news is absolutely reliable. That scum is not only perverted but also likes to mess around. He can do everything in the office. My delicate cousin used to be His secretary followed him unclearly for more than half a year, and ended up with a messy illness, hey... a good young man was ruined like this."
This time he didn't speak any more, but his face became a little ugly. It is estimated that he had concerns about his own safety after listening to what I said.
I couldn't help but secretly pleased, this trick really worked!
But after a while, he still sat as steady as a mountain, without any intention of leaving.
I couldn't help feeling a little anxious: "Now, do you still plan to stay?"
His face is not very good-looking, but his tone is very certain: "Of course."
Feelings I said before, those are all for nothing? I gave him an angry glance: "Forget it, you are going to jump into the fire pit, and I can't stop you."
At this time, Xu saw the candidates waiting for a long time, and a young lady walked over with a tray with a smile on her face, and handed everyone a cup of chrysanthemum tea that cleared away heat and detoxified.
I drank the tea in one sip. The elites sitting next to me were obviously thirsty. They slightly raised their heads and drank the tea, and every move revealed elegance, so good-looking that as a woman I couldn't help all kinds of envy and hatred.
So I eagerly leaned over: "Well, you should drink more of this chrysanthemum tea, and drink it to make up for it."
"Puff—" A mist of ecstasy sprayed out, sprinkled on the front of his neat and clean shirt, followed by a low-pressure suppressed coughing, and his white cheeks were a little red from choking, and the whole face looked even more beautiful and delicious. , I am a little surprised to see.
I haven't seen enough, he has calmed down, his eyes narrowed and looked at me: "Xia Ye, right?"
I don’t know why: "Huh? Yeah!"
He nodded and smiled: "Very well, I remember you."
After that, before I could recollect, I got up straight and walked to the front desk cabinet, and told the expressionless front desk lady: "Send a shirt to my office."
The lady at the front desk who had been expressionless immediately smiled and nodded respectfully and sweetly: "Okay, general manager!"
General... General Manager...
My chin almost didn't fall to the ground. How could a person who is as young as a fresh graduate student be a general manager? Why does the general manager of a large company sit in the recruitment waiting area? The most important thing is, why didn't he identify himself earlier
Thinking of what my mother said before going out, I sadly took out my cell phone and dialed the phone.
"Mom, I'm sorry for you!"
"Xia Ye, what's the matter? Something went wrong so soon? No, I think the interview hasn't started yet, right?" Mom asked in disbelief.
"Well... the interview has not started yet." I said in a down mood: "But I accidentally offended the general manager of this company just now."
"..." There was silence for a few seconds before my mother spoke earnestly: "I offended the boss before the interview, daughter, how did you do such a difficult thing?"
I wanted to cry without tears: "I didn't mean to... What should I do now?"
"Don't worry, the most important thing to apply for today is the chief examiner. Get up and behave during the interview. As long as you get the chief examiner, there is still hope for this job." Obviously I noticed my discouragement, mom. Quickly cheer me up.
My mother made sense, and I nodded vigorously: "Yeah! I see."
After hanging up the phone, I settled my mind and continued to wait. After a while, the hour hand finally slowly approached the nine o'clock position.
At this moment, a slender figure walked over again. He had changed into a clean shirt at this time, his thin lips were tight and his eyes were deserted. I suddenly became nervous, but saw him walking straight by me. I looked at it for unknown reasons, and saw a middle-aged woman walked out of the office as the examination room, greeted him in, and said respectfully: "General manager, the interview can begin."
A thunderbolt came down on a sunny day. He he he... He is not the chief examiner today, is he
As I watched sluggishly at the fascinating figure gradually disappearing behind the door, I only felt dim and gloomy, so I had to take out my mobile phone again to make a call in frustration.
"Mom, I'm sorry for you!"
"What's the matter?" My mother asked in confusion, paused for a while, and cried out incredibly: "I said Xia Ye, would you offend the interviewer too, right?"
"Oh, you can almost say that." I was extremely depressed and guilty: "Mom, I have lived up to your expectations of me."
"..." There was silence for a while, and then he sighed with self-blame: "This can't be all to blame for you, I shouldn't have expectations of you at all."
"..." Isn't it self-inflicted to go to the interview after doing this? I have completely given up, and aegyo begged: "Mom, I still don't want to go in for the interview. In all likelihood, there is no hope. I will go home now, OK?"
"Okay, no interview, come back."
"Really?" I didn't expect my mother to talk so well today, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed and beamed: "Mom, you are so kind, you are the best mother in the world!"
There was no response over there, but he said slowly to himself, "Two plastic washbasins, one electric rice cooker, one cutting board, three sets of drying racks..."
"Mom, what are you doing?"
"Write a list of your dowry and call Jinsong to move in later."
"..." Me: "I'll continue the interview."