Damn it. I'm married to the president!

A few minutes later, Chen Fangfang came back with a dejected face.

Several girls immediately asked: "how's it going?"

Chen Fangfang sighed and asked, "I've never seen such a perverse interview before. Please help yourself. I'll go back first."

If you look at me and I look at you, I don't understand what she means.

When Chen Fangfang said that, Shen qinger was a little flustered.

Xiaohe then called several people to interview in succession. As a result, all of them shook their heads or sighed after the interview, saying that the interview was abnormal.

Unconsciously, only Shen qinger and Lu Fengwei were left in the reception room.

Lu Fengwei is still calm, holding a mobile phone, I don't know who to chat with.

It's five or six minutes since the last interviewer left. Shen qinger is more and more nervous when he doesn't come in to shout.

I couldn't bear it, so I took out my cell phone and wanted to send a message to my best friend for encouragement. But I also thought of the time difference. At this time, Fei Er must have gone to bed, so I sent a message to Qi Yuyao.

Qing Guoer: Mr. Qi, I'm a little nervous. I want chicken soup.

After half a ring, Qi Yuyao really sent her a chicken soup: those who know are not confused, those who are benevolent are not worried, and those who are brave are not afraid.

It's really a bowl of poisonous chicken soup

Shen qinger took a deep breath, and his mood didn't seem so nervous.

At this time, Lu Fengwei suddenly opened her mouth, "Dad, don't worry. All the interviewers who came with me failed, leaving the last one. I think she is so nervous that she seems to be going to the college entrance examination, and she must also fail. Now I really don't have any pressure, ha ha..."

Shen qinger couldn't help looking over. It turned out that she was on the phone.

Thanks to her, she is still the mayor's daughter. What's the quality of saying this in front of others?

Shen Qing'er just wanted to go back. Xiao He came in from outside and said breathlessly, "sorry, I just went to the bathroom. Shen Qing'er, come with me."

"Good." Shen qinger stood up and went to the door of another conference room.

The moment he opened the door, Shen Qing'er was almost scared back.

This conference room is full of followers!

Is this an interview or a performance? How can there be so many audiences?

Xiao He stood aside and said with a smile, "Shen qinger, go in and come on."

Shen qinger took another deep breath and walked in.

Walking to the middle of the small platform, he first bowed to the audience in front of the platform, slowly straightened his waist, finally fixed his eyes on the rostrum and said, "Hello, are you here for an interview? I didn't go to the wrong venue, did I? "

The chubby man in the second seat said with a smile, "Hello, you're not in the wrong place. Let's go."

Shen qinger nodded and made a simple self introduction. "My name is Shen qinger. I'm 22 years old. I'm here to apply for the job of journalist, but now I'm a little confused. Who is the interviewer?

"We are all interviewers," said the chubby man

There is a cold sweat on Shen qinger's forehead. How can we deal with so many interviewers?

No, it can't be messy.

As Qi Yuyao said, only fearless people can turn the world around.

Thinking of this, Shen qinger's uneasy heart gradually calmed down and summoned up the courage to show humanity: "Hello, interviewers, I'm ready. Please ask questions."

All of you: --

Most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Shen qinger became nervous again and said weakly, "since you don't have any questions, can I ask you questions instead?"