Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

Chapter 5 5, The Interview Storm

Not long after, Song Wenbin left the highway and entered S City.After getting off the highway, Song Wenbin naturally couldn't drive fast, so he could only wait for the red light at the intersection honestly, but after waiting for three or four red lights, he heard the buzzing sound behind him again, the GTR It actually appeared in his rearview mirror again.

The ghost is still there, Song Wenbin thought, looked at the navigation on the phone holder, and turned right for a few intersections.However, when he was waiting for the red light again, the GTR actually stopped in the lane next to him.

The window was lowered, and the GTR owner held the steering wheel and yelled loudly: "You are speeding!"

Song Wenbin frowned, thinking that he really didn't read the almanac when he went out.He unexpectedly met a mental traffic policeman, suppressed his disgust and crossed two more intersections, and the GTR was still buzzing behind him.

"I've read the regulations, and I'm waiting to go back and retake the subjects!"

The GTR owner said triumphantly.

Song Wenbin thought it was funny, he had driven hundreds of times on the highways of City H and City S, and there was still a young man who wanted to teach him where the speed limit was and where it was.

He wanted to get rid of the mental traffic police behind him, but until he came to Mishan International Center, the GTR was still firmly behind him.Before he had time to worry about why women held grudges so much, Song Wenbin began to navigate to the phone to find the interview location.It didn't take long before the lead, the GTR slammed to a stop in front of him, and the short-haired girl in the car slammed the door and came out.

Song Wenbin asked in surprise, "You've been following here?"

The short-haired girl spat at his feet, and Song Wenbin jumped away.

"Pretending to be passionate." The short-haired girl sneered, "This is my unit!"

After finishing speaking, she put on her badge, strode past Song Wenbin with her head held high, and walked towards a building with somewhat foreign steps.Song Wenbin looked at the A3 sign on the building, feeling a sense of foreboding in his heart, and deliberately slowed down his pace.

It wasn't until the foreigner with short hair disappeared in the elevator that Song Wenbin walked into the building and pressed the elevator next to him.

In the elevator, Song Wenbin subconsciously lowered his expectations for today's interview by three points.

The elevator stopped at 12F. As soon as the door opened, Song Wenbin pinched his nose from the smell of perfume. Good guy, there were a bunch of young women chatting together at the door, Yingyingyanyan, all kinds, black and white. There are yellow skins and white skins, domestic and foreign, but they are all in one color—these girls are all white haired.

Song Wenbin had never seen such a uniform hair color.

He got out of the elevator with a dazed expression, and saw the words Universal Modeling Company on the bright sign above his head.

This is a modeling agency, Song Wenbin thought, maybe he came to the wrong place.The person who asked for an interview was clearly the Seal Group, but why was the location given to a modeling agency?
He was hesitating at the door when a beautiful girl at the front desk saw Song Wenbin, immediately came up to him with a bright smile, put his arm around and asked, "Sir, are you here for an interview?"

Song Wenbin nodded and pulled his hand away: "Yes."

"Please follow me." The girl smiled even brighter.

Song Wenbin followed the girl into the model company, and soon he saw a glass room near a studio, with a statue of a golden seal placed at the door of the glass room.

Only then did he feel relieved. Although he didn't know why Seal Company chose this place for interviews, as long as he didn't make a mistake, it would be fine.

At this moment, there are quite a few people waiting outside the glass room, among them are men with exaggerated green mane hair and long green fingers, there are men with exaggerated gestures and non-stop talking, and there are also tall men with bulging muscles in tight vests man.

The muscular man saw Song Wenbin running in wearing a motorcycle suit and carrying a helmet, and smiled at him.

Song Wenbin also smiled at him, but then remembered the company's employment needs, and the smile slowly disappeared.

Soon, someone was called into the glass room and interviewed in the glass room. During the interview inside, the men outside communicated.

"What did brother do before?" asked Song Wenbin with his muscular boyfriend.

"Internet beggars." Song Wenbin said.

"Anchor." The muscular man came to his senses and said generously, "That's also a serious job. How many fans does my brother have?"

Song Wenbin thought that his account had been blocked, and where to get fans, let alone this kind of embarrassment, he could only smile and say: "Just started, just started."

The muscular man raised his eyebrows.

"What about you? What did you do before?"

Song Wenbin asked.

"In the Olympiad, the ranking is not high, so I can only rank in the top ten."

Muscle Man Versailles.

Song Wenbin gasped, "Awesome!"

The muscular man smiled and ignored Song Wenbin, and Song Wenbin heaved a sigh of relief.

After listening to the men's discussion for a while, Song Wenbin's heart gradually cooled down.These people either have unique skills, or have served many big names, or have a lot of buffs. Compared with them, they are too ordinary, and I am afraid that they will not have the chance to be selected.

However, after waiting for a while, the people who had entered the glass room came out one by one with dejected faces.After the big brother Osai came out, he was even more annoyed, as if he had been angered by something, and reminded Song Wenbin that the interviewer inside had something wrong with his mind.

Song Wenbin got the reminder and felt apprehensive, so he just put the helmet away, tidied up his clothes, and walked into the glass room.

The person who interviewed him was a brisk middle-aged man. Although he had a professional smile on his face, there was a trace of tiredness in the corners of his eyes. It seemed that he had interviewed many people today.

"Sit down." The interviewer said friendly.

Song Wenbin sat down properly.

"Are you?" HR asked.

"We just communicated, on the boss, husband Leimu." Song Wenbin joked.

"Oh~"

HR smiled, then sat up straight, and said seriously: "I'm sorry for making you come here so quickly, but some things can only be understood in person. You sent me a two-dimensional picture earlier, saying that it was you Wife. But as far as I know, there are many Two-dimensional people who talk about paper wives, but there are real beauties who offer olive branches, and they will not refuse. How can you guarantee that you are not interested in women? Interested?"

Song Wenbin was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

HR also said: "I don't think your external image is bad, you don't look like a serious fan immersed in the virtual world. To be honest, this job needs to face various pressures in reality. We need an adult and healthy male to do it. Serve, but only if we have him prove that he has no interest in women."

Song Wenbin thought this was simply a paradox, no wonder no suitable recruits had been recruited so far.

After pondering for a while, Song Wenbin said: "The words on the boss are just a joke. In fact, I don't have a deep understanding of two-dimensional. After all, my previous job was a host, and I dealt with reality more."

Anchor?

HR's eyes sharpened, and he interrupted Song Wenbin sensitively: "The anchor is not interested in women? If you tell me, no one will believe you."

"Cough cough."

Song Wenbin coughed twice, sighed and said, "It's easy to prove other things, such as works, resumes, and work experience, but how do you prove this? I can't show you the castration certificate with a medical report, right?" .”

"Do you have any?"

HR was surprised.

"Of course I didn't!"

Song Wenbin was slightly annoyed, "This is the 21st century, there are no physical eunuchs!"

HR sighed: "You're right. It's really hard to prove this matter. Alas. Sorry, it's just. This is a rigid requirement from above. I."

At this moment, the door of the glass room was pushed open, and Song Wenbin suddenly felt like needles pricking his back. He turned his head immediately, only to find that it was the short-haired waibachi girl who was standing at the door in surprise holding a coffee cup.

After staring at each other for a second, the expression on the short-haired girl's face changed from surprise to a joyful expression of "you're done."

Song Wenbin shouted bad luck from the bottom of his heart.

The short-haired girl walked up to HR, bent down and said, "The white-haired girl's needs have been found, and I'm missing you. The higher-ups are in urgent need of someone, so please hurry up."

"Okay, okay, don't rush!"

HR was also a little annoyed, he whispered: "Everything else is easy to find, how do you ask me to find this kind of person!"

The short-haired girl glanced at Song Wenbin, and whispered to HR: "Although it is hard to find, it is hard to find, and you can't search randomly. You still have to comply with laws and regulations. Some people can't recruit randomly, for example."

She stuck two words in HR's ear. Although Song Wenbin couldn't hear the sound, he knew it was the word "speeding" through the shape of his mouth.

When HR showed a professional smile again, Song Wenbin stood up and said coldly, "I don't think this job is suitable for me. See you later."

"Hey, it's not inappropriate. We need to discuss the specific candidates. You can go back and wait for our notification."

HR said apologetically.

Song Wenbin, a 25-year-old adult, naturally wouldn't believe such nonsense.After taking the helmet, he walked towards the elevator without looking back, wanting to leave this unlucky place quickly.

Fortunately, the elevator door opened as soon as I reached the elevator door.A group of models coming to work came out from inside.

Song Wenbin wanted to wait for the models to leave before entering the elevator.

However, at this moment, I heard an exclamation: "Why are you here!?"

The voice was full of shock and astonishment, but also a little familiar.

Song Wenbin felt that he had heard this voice before, and when he looked closely, he found that the faces of the girls in the elevator seemed to be the same.

"You are so brave! Are you here to broadcast live!?"

A girl said loudly, pointing at Song Wenbin.

It took Song Wenbin a while to figure it out, and he said in surprise, "You didn't come from that night."

He forgot his name, so he took out his phone to check.But the phone was knocked out, and the girl said excitedly: "I deleted you a long time ago! Don't even try to broadcast live here!"

"Jia Jia!"

Song Wenbin finally remembered.

This is exactly the girl he met near Yintai on Jiangnan Road that night a month ago. At that time, he was still an anchor, a girl he casually picked up on the side of the road for the sake of the show.It's just that I didn't expect that I would run into her again in S City, which was too coincidental.

"Are you a model here?" Song Wenbin asked friendly.

"You don't care about me!" Jiajia was very excited, and said to the sisters beside her: "Look! It's him! It's him! The person I met in City H that night was him!"

"Is that the banned anti-female anchor!?"

The girls next to her were immediately filled with righteous indignation.

"It's him!"

Jiajia said with red eyes.

"Good guy! You actually ran here!"

The girls were very angry and surrounded Song Wenbin tightly on the spot.

Song Wenbin looked at the model girls surrounded by him, frowned, and asked, "What are you going to do, don't mess around."

(End of this chapter)