Remarried to Mr Billionaire

The interview is in a small conference room. The interviewer is a middle-aged woman with a high bun and a pair of big black frame glasses. When looking at people, her eyes are a bit sharp.

I politely said hello, handed the resume to the past, and then introduced myself. The interviewer carefully looked at my resume and asked several questions. I answered them fluently. Unconsciously, the time passed, and the interviewer's face softened. Looking at me, I asked a sharp question: be an administrator, you have to face all kinds of sudden problems. If one day you accidentally spill a glass of water On the customer, and the customer is very unreasonable slap you, then how will you deal with it?

I thought for a while and replied, "first of all, I will apologize to the customer. If the customer forgives me, then the matter will be settled down. If the customer refuses to give up, then I will slap him in the face."

"Why?" The interviewer asked.

With a smile, I replied: "you can't easily forgive a person who has no intention of making a mistake. Usually, a person with a small amount of gas is selfish and narrow-minded. Even if cooperation is promoted, they may be critical of the company in the follow-up work. At that time, it will take a lot of energy and time to deal with these picky companies. It's better to spend some time looking for better quality at the beginning To cooperate with customers. "

After hearing this, the interviewer nodded approvingly and said to me like a small chat: the answers of the previous candidates are the same, that is, they keep apologizing to the clients until the customers are angry. They are really servile. What I hate most is these.

Seeing the indignation of the interviewer, I know that this question actually represents the interviewer's own personality.

In fact, this kind of thing will not happen in the workplace now. However, the interviewer raises this kind of question to screen people with similar temperament. It has to be said that it is not smart and fair.

Finally, I talked about the most critical salary, which I was most concerned about. The interviewer gave me a range and asked me to set my own price. The interviewer promised that I would consider it and give me a reply tomorrow.

The interview should be over at this point, but I didn't mean to leave. Instead, I watched the interviewer ask a very overstepped topic, that is, how was Zhang Li's interview going.

The interviewer was in a good mood and didn't yell at me. Instead, he told me that Zhang Li was too timid, didn't speak fluently, and some inferiority complex didn't meet the requirements of the company. I, um, asked for a phone call between Zhang Li and the interviewer and left the company.

After I went back, I sent a short message to Zhang Li, telling her that the interview result was not optimistic, but there was still a chance. So I gave her the phone number of the interviewer, let her try to find a way to fight for the second interview opportunity, and told her all her weaknesses, so that she could overcome them.

I am not the Virgin Mary. To help Zhang Li is to see her new self. She is very nervous and eager for opportunities. But once the opportunity comes, I feel a little nervous. So I decide to help Zhang Li get a second chance. If she can't make good use of the opportunity, it will be her life.

Back home just opened the door, the mobile phone rang a message prompt sound, I opened, see the name, suddenly the whole person was stunned.

Zhou Yu: how are you?

I put my finger on his name for three seconds, then gently relaxed, deleted the text message, the number black.

Obviously very fast movement, but I did for a long time, my heart was full of clouds, extremely sad, like standing on the cliff, looking at the pursuers behind, finally summoned up the courage to jump down, and then die and later life.

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Now it's five o'clock. I don't want to cook by myself. I'm sick of eating noodles every day. Today's interview is not bad. If I succeed, I can start a new life and a new way. Everything is developing slowly in a good direction. Of course, if Mingyu doesn't show up.

At 6 o'clock, I went out of the community on time to look for food. Because of my habitual low head, I didn't notice a few gangsters at the door.

As soon as I stepped out of the gate, several men quietly followed me, and I didn't realize that until I came to an alley, I was suddenly covered with my mouth and dragged in.

I was confused at first, and soon realized that I was being held, so I struggled hard. A cold thing was against my waist, threatening me to shut up if I wanted to live.

I stopped struggling and forced myself to calm down. Seeing that I was quiet, the man let go of his hand covering my mouth.

"Elder sister, our brothers are not bad people. As long as you cooperate well, you will be OK."

My heart is like a tight string. It's very tense. Although I try to calm down, I still shiver with fear when I look at these young people holding knives.

The alley is very narrow, and there are few people coming and going. There are several men guarding both ends of the alley to keep people away from me, so I am helpless. What's more, it's getting dark and passers-by are in a hurry, so I don't pay attention to the abnormal situation here.

"Who are you looking for? If you want money, just take it in my purseI shivered to take out my wallet and take the initiative to hand it over. If I want to get rich, I would rather give up a little money in exchange for safety.

Those young people took the wallet, flipped it over, took all my money, and then threw it on the ground, and then rolled it with his feet. They were not very good. Then they said with a smile: "elder sister, money is something out of your body. It seems that you are a reasonable person. In this case, I also speak frankly. It's just one thing to look for you and take the property of your house Give me the certificate. My friends have already inquired about it. You bought your house, so don't play silly with me. Otherwise, I'm going to get red with this knife. "

When I heard this, I was struck by lightning, and immediately understood who they were. I was so angry that I even wanted to open my mouth and swear.

"There is a property certificate, but it is not in my place, but it is kept by a friend of mine."

My hand is still in the pocket of my clothes. There is a mobile phone in it. While I'm dragging time, I press it quietly.

Because of too much tension, the palms are slightly sweaty and greasy.

"Friend? Ask her to send the card quickly. Twenty minutes is enough for you. "

The young man looked at my hand as if it was moving. He suddenly reached out and inserted it into my pocket. Then he took the mobile phone away in my fear. After looking at it, he raised his hand and gave me a slap. He said: "OK, stinky girl, how dare you call the police, brothers, give it to me!"

Soon, my fist rained down, and I couldn't resist. I held my head in both hands and bumped like a headless fly, trying to escape.