She immediately cleared her throat and dialed back the number with her mobile phone. When she got through, she said in standard Mandarin: "Hello, my sister answered my phone by mistake just now. I'm sorry. I'm Zhou Mengmeng."

The other end of the mobile phone was silent for a few seconds, and a low voice came slowly: "Miss Zhou, please come to the company for an interview tomorrow. At eight o'clock, please be on time."

"Yes, certainly."

Although she knew she was just muddling through, she couldn't help but smile and put down her cell phone. This year can participate in the interview is the first pass, tomorrow is the real assessment.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhou Mengmeng refused the warm quilt and got up early to wash and change clothes. She was wearing a white shirt on her upper body, with two black diamond buttons open at the top, revealing white and sexy collarbone, a thick medium long coat, a conservative Black Knee Length Skirt under her waist, a pair of high-heeled shoes, a lip gloss, and stood in front of the mirror, slightly stunned. It's true that people rely on clothes. In the past, the image of invincible youth was replaced by a mature charm. Isn't this a typical one second change of imperial sister!

Zhou Mengmeng smoothed the hair from her chest behind her ears. After confirming that there was no leakage, she practiced her formulaic smile, put on her bag and went out.

Zhou Mengmeng thinks her image is not bad, and she can always get the impression score in an interview. Although she disdains the behavior of pleasing her boss by her appearance in the workplace, it's always right to dress carefully.

station. She looked down at her watch. At six forty, it was a twenty minute drive to the company at most. She admitted that she was a little excited, but she didn't feel sleepy at this time. The roar of the car arrived as scheduled, and Zhou Mengmeng pushed toward the door in the crowd. What annoys her is that there seems to be an accident in front of her. All the people are crowded at the door. All they hear is the shouting of the driver's uncle.

"No, you look like a model. Why can't you even pay the fare? If you don't have change, get off the bus. Don't spend it here!" The driver simply threw the steering wheel and stopped the car.

"Can't I swipe my card?"

The man put the card next to the slot.

"Brother, please stop it! This is not a bus card. This is a credit card. It can't be swiped! You're a liar in a suit, aren't you

... then, there were the shouting and swearing of the men and women in front of the bus. Zhou Mengmeng, standing in the back of the bus, also heard that it was someone who didn't buy a ticket that aroused the indignation of the people. She didn't feel sorry for the man, so she thought these people were too much. It's just about the ticket. If you help to cast a coin, you won't lose a piece of meat.

"Excuse me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. "

Zhou Mengmeng side into the crowd, finally to the front, saw the man's back. He was tall and straight, and his black suit made him mature and quiet. This is Zhou Mengmeng's first time to see this kind of light standing there can attract all men, just a figure, can let people into the imagination. She has never been a flower maniac, but at this time, Zhou Mengmeng is determined to save this beautiful man. Put the IC card in the induction area and make two very clear sounds of "drop drop drop".

Zhou took back the card smartly and looked at the driver from the corner of his lip: "can I drive now?"

Maybe today's professional clothes have played a deterrent role. For a time, people's voices are much smaller, and their eyes are fixed on her face full of confidence and brilliance.

She turned her head leisurely and caught a glimpse of the man's face. For a moment, her breath stopped.

After all, she is still a good young woman with fully developed organs and a young girl's exquisite heart. When she saw that beautiful face, her heart still beat a few times.

Especially his dark eyes, like a pool of lake water, are so calm. But it seems to roll out thousands of waves, causing countless women's admiration. Zhou Mengmeng is totally stupid. A senior housemaid who has been wandering in the Internet for so many years can't find any two-dimensional handsome guy or three-dimensional star in her mind.

——If she had just seen his face, I'm afraid she would not be able to save the hero by swiping the card.

"Thank you."

The man nodded his thanks politely, then walked to the back of the bus naturally and held the handrail. Zhou Mengmeng wakes up from his low magnetic voice, swallows his saliva and walks a few steps in.

This man completely changed her interview mood, too, too harmful!

"May I have your name..."

"Zhou Mengmeng!" Before he had finished, she blushed to answer. Zhou Mengmeng anxiously grasped the armrest, but he didn't know that thin sweat had soaked several strands of hair in front of his forehead. Is he... Talking to her? No, no, it should be just ordinary thanks.

"Well, Meng Meng."

With a smile in his eyes, he gently called out the name. Apricot eyes were full of deep light, which made people confused.

"Thank you very much just now. Get out of the car and invite you to dinner."

"Ah... Well, I'm going to the interview later!" Zhou Mengmeng can't help blurting out that this is a job opportunity she has managed to get. It's absolutely impossible for a passer-by to give up, although this passer-by does have a standard leading role face.

The man was silent, a trace of surprise and disappointment flashed in his eyes. He returned to calm at random, with a faint smile: "I'm sorry, I don't like to owe you too long."

Zhou Mengmeng was stunned and said, "what does that mean?" Is it hard for this person to invite her to dinner? Four big words jump into her brain - gentle scum.

"Get out of the car."

His tone was light, but with an air of unquestionable affirmation and great danger. She smelled the smell of strangers from the man. Now, in a daze, Zhou Mengmeng has been pulled out of the car by him. Looking at the bus and a bunch of black exhaust, she finally realizes that she has been abducted.

And he was willing to be abducted by this man in full view of the public.

Looking around, she is not unfamiliar with this place, because she can pass by every day by car. One of the few five-star hotels in the city is the exclusive hotel for the rich that she can't even imagine.

Zhou Mengmeng's mood is very complicated.

"I said... Sir, what are you doing?"

"Eat."

As a matter of course, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Mengmeng like an idiot. "Don't you want to?"

"I, I want to say that I'm not a casual girl... I don't go out to dinner casually - ah, in fact, I want an interview..." she said a series of illogical excuses, and finally choked out a sentence, "Sir, what's your name?"

He did not answer, because of the height of the relationship overlooking side incoherent girl, said a more puzzling words: "lip gloss wipe too thick, wipe off."

She can see through. This person is not in the same world with her. Putting aside all the politeness and explanation, Zhou Mengmeng explained her idea directly: "sorry, I really have to go to the interview. Goodbye."

It's easy for a man to hold her hand. He doesn't use much strength, but it gives people a sense of suffocation: "paper."

Zhou Mengmeng was killed by her eyes again and took out a package of napkins from her bag. Watch him gracefully draw out one, hold her chin in his hand, and slowly rub the uneven lipstick on her lips with paper until the bad lipstick disappears completely.

The movement is a little stiff, not gentle, even rough. But Zhou Mengmeng still indulges in his deep eyes. At this moment, her eyes and her heart can't hold anyone.

Beauty is really harmful.

He threw the used tissue into the garbage can with a parabola, and then dragged her arm into the magnificent five-star hotel in front of him. The front desk lady welcomed him with a full smile. She was absolutely in love with the man, but she had a deep disdain for Zhou Mengmeng.

Because her temperament is totally different from that of such high-end places.

In embarrassment, Zhou Mengmeng pulled back her hand and watched him naturally take out his gold card and walk into the seat with the melodious sound of violin. With a clear hand, he picked up the menu and ordered several items at will.

Most importantly, Zhou Mengmeng was not asked for advice during the whole process. She seemed to have been totally ignored.

When the beautiful waitress in formal dress brought two plates of steak and soup, the knife and fork had already been placed in front of her. The most embarrassing thing was that Zhou Mengmeng only had two Western dishes that could not be called western food in Pizza Hut when she was a child... As for how to take the knife and fork in this kind of place

"Sir."

She resolutely raised her head, pursed her lower lip in indignation and said, "I'm Chinese."

The waiter on one side didn't laugh with high quality, but his expression was wonderful.

"I know. Me too."

He looked still calm and said to the waiter, "take a pair of chopsticks."

Although the waitress choked hard, she turned to look for chopsticks in such a place.

"It's ready to eat."

He handed the chopsticks to Zhou Mengmeng and continued to eat the steak. She had to admit that it was the most painful breakfast she had ever had in her life. She chewed a plate of steak with chopsticks, and the thick soup almost made her vomit.

Foreigners are so tasty! Zhou Mengmeng didn't like western food since she was a child. This time, she was even more eager to die.

Zhou Mengmeng looks down at her watch. It's already 7:40. Her interview is going to die in this man's hands!

"Sir, I really want to go to the interview. I won't accompany you when I finish this meal! Goodbye Zhou Mengmeng really didn't care about her image and rushed out with her bag.

"Wenye."

"Ah?" She looked back and didn't realize the meaning of the word for a moment.

"My name is Wenye."

He repeated it very seriously. Zhou Mengmeng understood that this was his name. However, how familiar the name sounds, but I can't remember where I've seen it. As soon as she pats her forehead, she cares about his name. The interview is the most urgent thing. Surprisingly, this time, Wen Ye didn't stop her, so he let her run after the bus with high heels.

Astonishing face recovery condensation, man thin lips breathed no emotion words: "clear."

There is such a kind of people in the world who think that being in debt means having a handle in other people's hands, so once they are in debt, they will try to solve it at the first time. Obviously, people with higher status are more afraid of this. Wen Ye is one of the representatives. And this kind of performance, with three words summary is - obsessive-compulsive disorder.

At this time, Zhou Mengmeng is on her way to the company for an interview, but her face is not very good-looking. These days, her living habits are disordered, and her eating is also disordered. As a result, her intestines and stomach are not very good all the time. In addition, the bumps on the bus make her feel sick. In order to hide her slightly pale face, she has to take out a make-up box from her bag to make up for it.

In the mirror, she is a little chubby and has good skin. She inherits her mother's shallow pear vortex when she smiles. Zhou Mengmeng is not a beautiful woman who looks amazing, but a warm and mellow beauty that can be attracted only when she looks carefully. In short, she is beautiful and safe.

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