Quick Transmigration:Report to the Host,You Have Been Attacked!

Keep the elevator door open.

"Xi Ying, Xi Ying!" The original mother looked, scared to run to the elevator side.

However, when she ran to the elevator, the door was completely closed.

"Xi Ying! Where were you? Where are you The original mother did not know the principle of elevator operation, but thought that the "big monster" ate Xi Ying.

After all, the scene of closing the door just now is really like closing your mouth.

"Well, what if she could take the elevator? I've told my elder brother that even if she goes up, she can't have an interview! This is what offends me The receptionist said maliciously, holding the transparent light plate in his hand.

Rich countries.

"Whose is the receptionist? She looks disgusting to me Ji Xin, dressed in a blue suit, frowned at the electronic screen and put the wine glass back on the coffee table.

"Let me check." Geng he, with his white sleeves rolled up, sat up from the posture of lying on his back, took his laptop beside him, and clattered on the keyboard.

A minute later, he gave an answer: "code 342, five years ago, an interview recruited people to a rich country, and then relying on some forces to get the green card of the rich country and immigrate to the rich country."

"So she was originally from a poor country?" Someone said in surprise.

Because she was originally from a poor country, she didn't even have to give her real name in front of this group of rich country dandies. She only gave her a code name.

Even if she moved her people and became a rich country on the surface, she still could not cover up her low and humble blood of poor people.

"Yes, or how could she have been so nice to a girl from another poor country? However, she is really stingy. The gift given to others is not so valuable. After all, the other party is just a poor country person, but she can't give expired one. It's a shame to us rich people! "

"Rich people?" The black shirt's black eyes twinkled, and the hand holding the Champagne Cup was relaxed -

the crystal wine glass worth tens of thousands of yuan was scattered all over the ground.

The corner of his mouth aroused a playful smile, looked up at the crowd, and said: "she will not be soon."

*

Xi Ying stood in the elevator calmly.

If she had not known that she was from a poor country, the middle-aged man standing beside her must have thought that she was the little princess of a rich country.

"Are you here for an interview?" After enduring for a long time, the middle-aged man was still the first to ask.

"Well." Xi Ying just snorted.

Very casual attitude!

It's the first time I've met a middle-aged man in a poor country for many years.

All of a sudden, he thought of the dandies of rich countries who were hard to serve.

Then the submissive and timid people of poor countries to serve them are driven away or scared away, and even said that it is meaningless.

So, this little girl, they must find it interesting?

"I'm the interviewer. I think there's still a little time now, or you'd better introduce yourself to me first?" The middle-aged man said very kindly.

In the past, people looked at him eagerly and wanted him to give them a chance to go to rich countries. But now, when the interviewer saw Xi Ying, he felt the opposite.

It seems that Xi Ying can't see the rich country very well, and the interviewer comes to ask her to go.

When Xi Ying heard that this man was an interviewer, her eyes were willing to glance at him.

"My name is Xi Ying. I'm 19 years old, female. No more."