Chapter 1 Cen Qinghe sat in Shengtian Group's lounge, holding the three-round interview notice in his hand, feeling unprecedentedly nervous. Not only was she nervous because this was her first job interview after graduating from college, but she also had to bet on all her wealth

Chapter 1

Cen Qinghe sat in Shengtian Group's lounge, holding the three-round interview notice in his hand, feeling unprecedentedly nervous. Not only was she nervous because this was her first job interview after graduating from college, but she also had to bet on all her wealth and walked thousands of kilometers away from her hometown to this strange city. She had no way to go back.

+ Guang looked at the women on the sofa opposite, all of whom were young and beautiful, wearing famous brands. One of them was wearing a low-cut V-neck work skirt. The career line on her chest made Cen Qinghe couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and she sighed in her mouth what she had eaten to grow up;

Another girl had a slender figure and Korean-looking appearance. She sat on the sofa holding a makeup mirror and putting on makeup;

The woman sitting directly opposite Cen Qinghe, she maintained a sense of arrogance that was disgusting and innate to the people around her from beginning to end. Sometimes she lowered her head to fiddled with her crystal nails, sometimes she glanced at the people beside her, with disdain.

Before Cen Qinghe came in, he also saw interviewers waiting in other lounges. Shengtian Group recruited senior real estate sales, and its salary and benefits were all top in the industry, and the quota was limited, which naturally attracted a large number of outstanding talents to apply.

Cen Qinghe University major is not sales, but language. It happened that Shengtian recruited advanced real estate sales, which requires proficiency in more than three foreign languages. She came here purely for this high salary. Of course, her best friend who has been with her for 18 years is also working here. If she can hire her successfully, it will kill two birds with one stone.

was thinking, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and a female employee with Shengtian's work permit stood at the door. She said, "Please come with me."

Cen Qinghe hurriedly got up, but almost couldn't stand firm. Today is her first time wearing high heels. Cai Xinyuan has prepared a pair of five centimeters for her, saying that she can't be shorter. At first she thought it was tall, but when she saw that the people on the other side were all stepping on the sky, she suddenly regretted whether she should have worn it a little taller? Don't lose to others in terms of momentum.

All three women were walking in front of Cen Qinghe. Cen Qinghe followed the team at the end, and she didn't dare to walk too fast, for fear of spraining her ankle.

Shengtian’s office building is covered with thick carpets. Whether it is high heels or leather shoes, it is silent when you step on it.

The female staff brought four people to the front of a double-open mahogany door and said with a smile: "Please wait a moment, you will be the ones in the next round of interviews."

Cen Qinghe has a problem. She wants to go to the bathroom when she is nervous, and her mind is blank. She was worried that if the interviewer communicated with her in Spanish, which she was most unfamiliar with, she would be unable to answer for a short time.

After standing at the door less than half a minute, the door opened and a beautiful young woman came out from inside, but the woman's face was obviously bad and she left with anger.

The Korean-looking woman beside Cen Qinghe said, "Isn't you hired? You're not so angry, right?"

was talking, and the door opened again. It was still a beautiful woman, but she was still full of anger.

Cen Qinghe went from nervousness to fear, knowing that Shengtian Group is the largest real estate company in China and one of the top 50 in the world, but the first two rounds of interviews were considered to be fair. Is it the big head in this last round?

stood there for less than three minutes, and the door in front of him opened again, and three interviewees came out from inside, each of whom looked so bad that he seemed to be cursing. A man passed by Cen Qinghe and whispered, "Damn, you're sick!" This sentence of

inevitably made Cen Qinghe's mind have made millions of horrifying thoughts flash through Cen Qinghe's mind. What's in the door? What do you ask during an interview?

didn't have time to think about it because the female staff had signaled that they could go in.

Cen Qinghe pinched the thin paper in his hand, took a deep breath, and followed the person in front of him to walk in. The office for the interview with

is much larger than expected. When you enter the door, you first pass through a small corridor and then turn left. There is a huge open space of about a hundred square meters.

is such a large open space, with only an office desk in front, and a desktop computer is placed on the table. The person behind the computer leans back in the seat, so the interviewer cannot see the person's face, and can only see a piece of the sleeves of the striped shirt, and the famous brand standing on the table, with the words "marketing director".

I thought the final round of interviews must be very big and serious, but the scene in front of me that even no one could see really made the four people, including Cen Qinghe, look different degrees of surprise on their faces.

After the female staff brought them in, she turned around and quit.

The first second after the door was closed, a deep and lazy voice from a strange man came from the quiet room. He said, "Go out after plastic surgery."

As soon as these words came out, Cen Qinghe couldn't help but raise her eyes. She turned her head and looked at the people around her. The Han style woman frowned and glanced at her, as if she was dissatisfied with Cen Qinghe's look at her. But Cen Qinghe just doubted her hearing. Didn’t she hear it wrong?

None of the four interviewers spoke. After a few seconds, a man's voice came from behind the computer. He said lazy and impatiently: "Chen Baoyi, for the first time in 2009, she had a nose augmented at a plastic surgery in Haicheng, and the next year she opened the inner corner of her eyes in this hospital. Two years later, she went to South Korea and grinded her cheek bones on both sides and her forehead was plump. Until last year, you have had a record of face-slimming injection in Yecheng. As a result, I want to ask, do your parents still know you?"

Chapter 2

As soon as this came out, Cen Qinghe, who was standing on the far right, instinctively looked left, but saw the two people on the left looking right.

Only a sweet-looking woman with a Korean-looking look stood there and widened her eyes. After a few seconds, she said loudly: "How come you have my information?"

The man said: "You come to my company for an interview, of course we will have your information."

The woman was angry and said loudly: "What's wrong with plastic surgery? Is plastic surgery illegal? You steal my personal information, believe it or not, I will sue you?"

The man's face was hidden behind the computer, and there was still only a low voice wandering on the edge of laziness and impatientness: "If you come to our company to apply for a job, you must abide by our recruitment standards. We are hiring senior real estate sales, not Sichuan opera face-changing actors, please bring the door when you go out."

The beauty beside Cen Qinghe was furious, her face turned red and white, but there was no way, so she had to turn around and walk out angrily.

Before she could reach the door, the man said again, "I have been a mistress for a mistress."

Cen Qinghe took a breath, and her scalp became numb.

Seeing that one of the remaining three people did not move, and no one spoke, the man shouted tentatively: "Zhang Liya?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the woman with a 'gurd' in her chest, without saying a word, turned around and walked out, as fast as if someone was chasing her from behind.

Hearing the sound of closing the door again, Cen Qinghe pinched his hand, and his palms were smooth. This drama of killing chickens for monkeys is really exciting.

Now only Cen Qinghe and the proud woman were left in the room. Cen Qinghe doesn't know what exciting words the interviewer will ask later. If she catches up with family style issues, wouldn't she be...

"Congratulations to both of you, there are few women in this world who have no plastic surgery and no style issues. Our company needs talents like you."

Cen Qinghe was confused. She was quite good at speaking, but now she didn't know what to say at all.

The woman on her left smiled and said, "Sheng Tian is worthy of being the leader of the domestic real estate industry. I said that I would not let any mobs get involved, work with that kind of person, and lower the level."

The man seemed to chuckled. Cen Qinghe was not sure because she was very nervous now and didn't know if she had auditory hallucinations.

Just a few seconds later, the man's pleasant voice came, which was indeed a bit of a smile. He said, "Ms. Li can give such an evaluation. It seems that Mr. Kang, the uncle, is well educated at home. Please tell me after you go back, that I will have a meal with him another day."

After he finished speaking, Cen Qinghe couldn't help but glance at the woman next to him with a squinted look.

But seeing a hint of panic and guilt flashing across the woman's face, she immediately said with a hard temper: "So the director knows my uncle? "

" I didn't know each other before, but now I know each other, so I'm not good at inserting a confidant into the company. Please call your uncle after you go out to see if you can leave him or she should leave. "

There is no one who can say such an ugly word.

Cen Qinghe watched so quickly, and all three people around him who applied for the job at the same time left, leaving only herself.

When she heard the sound of closing the door, her heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively thought about her instinctively, she had never done anything wrong in the past 23 years.

" Cen Qinghe. "

" is here! "

Cen Qinghe raised her head and looked at the desk a few meters away. As soon as she said that, she regretted it and secretly scolded herself for being fooled. Don't look back and don't fall into the level of character, but it's fall into the level of IQ.

I thought a man would answer her two words, but in the end, he just said in a formula: "Tell me something." "

Say it... Cen Qinghe's head is half blank, but his other half is running rapidly. A few seconds later, she replied, "I have never had plastic surgery, nor have I been a mistress for anyone. I was indeed rebellious in junior high school, and I was punished for a while when I fought. But I always received scholarships in college and were also rated as an excellent class leader. As for my family, my father is a little official, but I have never relied on him to go through the back door. I was admitted to key high schools and colleges..."

Cen Qinghe doesn't know how much information the interviewer has, and I won't even know about her stealing money to buy novels in junior high school, right?

"Ms. Cen, interrupt, I just want to ask about your professional expertise. The information shows that you are proficient in five languages. To be honest, I am not very interested in what happened in your junior high school. "

Damn! Cen Qinghe cursed in his heart.

Love, he asked her to say a few words in foreign language. Cen Qinghe didn't have time to regret himself, so he quickly put his mind back and introduced himself in English, Japanese, French and Spanish. After

finished speaking, she stared at the computer on the table in front and waited for the man to answer.

not long, the man's voice really came, and he said: "The information shows that Ms. Cen has a boyfriend who has been dating for many years in her hometown, and she is still in the province. Do you have any plans to get married in the short term or be in the same place? "

Although Cen Qinghe never thought of the previous problems, this problem made her heart turbulent, and she almost changed her face instantly.

subconsciously opened her eyes, and she replied with a tense face: "We have broken up." "

After saying that, it was only three or five seconds later, but Cen Qinghe felt that it had been as long as a century. Finally, she waited for a sentence: "Okay, you can go out now. "

Cen Qinghe was shocked, not knowing whether it was because of the interviewer's problem or because of the pass.

Chapter 3

The interview notice in his hand was pinched tightly, Cen Qinghe nodded to the computer, and then turned around and walked out. After only three steps, he heard the man behind him say, "Go to the Human Resources Department." "

Cen Qinghe immediately stopped, she turned around and looked towards the desk, and asked with uncertain eyes: "Has I been admitted? "

" Yes. "The man replied only one word, but it was still coming from his throat.

But Cen Qinghe didn't care, because this "well" made her feel overjoyed that "there is no way out after the end of the road, and the willows and flowers are bright again".

The mood was like visiting the grave the previous second, but this second was suddenly told that it was "fake death". Her body instinctively bowed to the front, and Cen Qinghe said in her mouth: "Thank you, Director. ”

The man didn’t say anything, and Cen Qinghe couldn’t delay any longer, so he quickly stepped out of the office with excitement.

There are still people waiting for the interview outside the door. Cen Qinghe was the last one to come out. The staff didn't look at her, and without even thinking about it, instinctively reached out and made a gesture of invitation, saying, "You can take the elevator from here."

Cen Qinghe smiled a little embarrassedly when she heard this, and then asked with a smile: "Sorry, I want to ask, what floor is the Human Resources Department?" The staff of

were stunned when they heard this, and couldn't help but look at the person in front of them again.

Cen Qinghe is not short and has a net height of 167. However, the average height of the girls who came to the interview is above 165, and there are even more than 1.7 meters. Looking at the face and figure, Cen Qinghe has a goose face, big eyes, long tails of her eyes, slightly upturned, making people feel very charming. The bridge of her nose is not the European-style high and straight, but her lips are also small and full, and she can't find any problems. Beautiful is beautiful, but not so beautiful. The breasts and butts are not necessarily more prominent than others.

glanced at me, and the staff couldn't help but be amazed. Where did the "airborne troops" come from here? How could the man in the house be attracted to him?

Cen Qinghe also saw the look in the other party's eyes. She was suspicious in her heart, and said tentatively: "If you don't know, I'll ask others." The staff opposite

heard this and seemed to suddenly come back to their senses. The expression on her face immediately turned 180 degrees, and she quickly smiled and said, "The Human Resources Department is on the 24th floor. You can take the elevator directly from here."

Cen Qinghe nodded: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, go slowly."

After Cen Qinghe left, the faces of a group of women waiting for the interview outside the door were full of envy and jealousy and hatred.

One of them asked impatiently, "Can we go in?"

The staff looked at Cen Qinghe's back and was in a daze. Hearing this, she turned her head, changed her expression, and said formulaically, "Please follow me to the next interview location."

"Ah? Are we not interviewing here?" Several young women all had surprise on their faces.

staff smiled and replied, "The interview here has ended." After

said, she stopped explaining more and turned around and walked in the other direction.

Cen Qinghe left Shengtian Group's building and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at the internship contract and work documents in her hand. She felt that the sunlight outside was much warmer.

This is the most enjoyable day she has been in her cowardly for more than half a month.

Thinking of three days ago, she fled here from Anling City, thousands of kilometers away, with only a few thousand yuan in the card. She didn't know how long this little money could last in a night city where a bowl of vegetable noodles cost more than twenty yuan. She only knew that she wanted to survive and take root in this strange city.

So she was eager to find a job, and the job was glamorous and decent, so that she could be worthy of the harsh words she left when she left: Even if she died outside, I wouldn’t spend a penny again!

Now that I have the capital to gain a foothold, Cen Qinghe suddenly felt that he had given him a sense of security, and he seemed not so uncomfortable.

Since that place is full of sadness and filth, she might as well not go back.

secretly regulates her breathing, Cen Qinghe suppressed the surging inside, and she instinctively didn't want to recall. Looking around, there are traffic on the road dozens of meters wide, with tall buildings towering into the clouds one after another, and pedestrians on the streets speak standard Mandarin. Everything here marks the prosperity and development of the capital.

finally entered Shengtian, and Cen Qinghe couldn't help but want to share this good news with Cai Xinyuan. I wanted to call her directly, but then I thought, she took a taxi and told the driver to go to the "Shengxia Mansion".

When the driver heard these four words, he subconsciously smiled and said, "This place is a gold-selling cave."

Cen Qinghe smiled but didn't say anything. After more than forty minutes, she stood outside the gate of Shengxia's residence. Through the carved door, the first thing you see is an artificial lake that is 100 meters wide. With the lake as the center, it is each European-style villa.

Not to mention anything else, just to buy such a large area of land between the third and fourth ring roads of the Night City, looking around the country, there are not many real estate companies with this courage. This is no longer just a matter of money, but a matter of power.

This is the second time Cen Qinghe has been here. The first time was three days ago. She just came to the night city and was about to have a holiday in Cai Xinyuan, so she drove her here to take a look.

Cai Xinyuan and Cen Qinghe have known each other since kindergarten for eighteen years. Cen Qinghe studied in the province, while Cai Xinyuan came to Yecheng because of her parents' work. She entered Shengtian during her senior year internship, so she has been working in the sales office for almost a year.

walked forward, Cen Qinghe thought of coming over to surprise Cai Xinyuan. Before he could reach the doorman, he was attracted by the rushing sound of a car whistle in front of him. When I looked up, I saw that after the slowly lifting lifting rod, I stopped a yellow lotus sports car. A middle-aged woman wearing sunglasses sat on the driving seat of the sports car. The corners of the woman's lips were pressed down and she held the steering wheel, clearly looking extremely impatient.