I really don't want a second marriage

Han Muzi certainly knows that her identity as a designer will attract their criticism.

Who would have thought that a designer would be a secretary assistant?

So when she filled in the information, she only said that she had some experience as a designer, and her previous design works used an English name.

This time she filled in Chinese and her English name was taken and filled in casually.

Han Muzi smiled, "to tell you the truth, I wanted to apply for the position of designer, but the designer of your company seems to have reached a saturation state, and... I used to be a designer for a while and didn't have much experience, so I'm embarrassed to apply for the position of designer directly, so I had to turn to the second place and be a secretary assistant."

The Mediterranean was interested in her words, "Oh? You mean, you came for design?"

Han Muzi nodded naturally.

"Of course, although weichi's company is all inclusive, its design is the best."

Han Muzi even raised a work designed by Wei Chi's family. How did she shine at the fashion week and how did she appreciate the designer of this work.

At last, Han Muzi even regretfully added a sigh.

"It's a pity that I'm too small to talk about. I don't have any chance to meet this excellent designer. If... Let me meet and ask for a signature, it's also good."

Female white-collar workers: "

Mediterranean blinked and looked at the female white-collar workers around him: "she said the designer seems to be you?"

"Ah?" Han Muzi seemed surprised. "Are you the designer of that work? Really?"

The female white-collar worker who just had a great malice towards Han Muzi was embarrassed. Originally, she looked down on each other. After all, the people who came recently came for Wei Chi Shen, who was arranged to come in, but now there is a fan of her own.

The fan doesn't know himself, and then expresses his admiration in front of him.

Han Muzi moved quickly and wanted to open his bag, but he thought of something to stop.

The white-collar woman who noticed her movements said, "what are you doing?"

Han Muzi smiled: "I want to ask you to sign for me after the interview. I really like your design works."

This sentence is true.

She really liked the design work of this female white-collar worker. She especially liked it when she first saw it. Then she inquired about it, and even looked through the designer's past works, and then met her.

Han Muzi is actually prepared to do enough. Since she plans to go through this plan, she will not let her wishes fail.

"Just now I thought you wanted to sign on the spot."

Han Muzi shook her head: "I'm really sorry. I'm a little forgetful. Almost others are here. I'm here to compensate you, but... I really like design. I beg you to give me this opportunity to experience."

Close her resume.

A middle-aged woman on the right sat motionless at first, but now she was a little interested. She opened her resume, looked at it, and then asked, "what do you think the meaning of a secretary assistant is?"

What is the meaning of a secretary assistant?

Han Muzi didn't expect the other party to ask this question. His mind quickly turned again, and his words followed.

"Actually... I don't think the secretary assistant means much."

"It doesn't have to exist, but sometimes a lot of things need to be completed by one more person."

"I see."

The middle-aged woman closed her resume and put it aside.

Han Muzi looked at her and pursed her lips. She didn't know that what she said didn't meet the requirements of her heart.

She has known the identity of this person for a long time. She happens to be the Secretary of the former president. She has been a Secretary for many years. Although she is only a secretary on the surface, she is deeply trusted by Wei Chijin and can speak well in the company.

The recruitment of secretary assistant is also her suggestion.

The reason is that she is too old to do many things.

People like this must not want someone to steal her limelight, whether it's... Beauty or ability.

So Han Muzi can only retreat and ask for the second place to say those words to reduce his sense of existence.

I hope... Can succeed!

"Well, the interview is over. Go out."

Han Muzi nodded, turned back before going out, and walked to the female white-collar, "excuse me, can you sign for me?"

The young white-collar worker took the small book in her hand, coughed, and then signed her name on the cover. Han Muzi went away with the book in her hand.

After they left, the Mediterranean took a look at the red white-collar women, and tut tut said, "this is powerful, and I know how to give in to their likes."

"What do you like?" the white-collar woman was unhappy. "Do you mean she pretended to be my fan? Why didn't she pretend to be your fan?"

The Mediterranean looked indifferent: "who doesn't know that you are arrogant and the most difficult? How many interviewers in front of you were scolded and cried by you? You didn't count in your heart?"

Josel: "... You're talking nonsense! Why didn't people cry? Besides, if she wasn't my fan, she would never know my work. If you say so, you're jealous of me."

The middle-aged woman on one side listened to the mutual hatred of the two people, raised her lips and smiled, and said in a low voice, "it's really a powerful role. You two can quarrel for her."

*

Han Muzi went in for more than ten minutes.

When they came out, the rest of the people waiting outside were stunned.

"Wow, you've been in for a long time? How's the interviewer? Fierce or not?"

Because she was one of them, Han Muzi immediately surrounded the rest as soon as she went out. Han Muzi was stunned for a moment, subconsciously restrained the smile on his face, and said faintly, "it's OK."

"What do they ask? Why can you stay in there for more than ten minutes when others have only interviewed for less than two minutes?"

Han Muzi blinked. "Don't worry, you'll be here soon. Then you'll know what the interviewer is asking."

People: "

It can be seen that Han Muzi didn't want to talk more, and they didn't force any more. Didn't they leave a sentence for more than ten minutes? What did he do? He went away.

Laurie came up and took her hand. "Are you ready for the interview? Let's go?"

Han Muzi: "? Are you waiting for me?"

Lori nodded.

"What are you waiting for me for?"

What's the matter with this little girl?

"Wait for you to go together."

She didn't look embarrassed at all, but she quickly responded: "ah, isn't it inconvenient for you? Then... Let's go downstairs first?"

Han Muzi faintly refused: "no, I was a little tired from standing before. I want to sit here for a while. You go first."

Luo Li was disappointed and nodded, "well, I'll go first. See you later."

"Well, goodbye."