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"It's indeed quite difficult. After all, the salary is so high. Naturally, we have to choose the best!”

Lin Xuan said.

In fact, many of the interviewees here thought that as long as the secretary was beautiful, she would be able to get the boss's favor.

Therefore, the girls didn't care about their professional abilities at all. Instead, they dressed like fashion models on the runway.

It was completely putting the cart before the horse.

When it came to the interview, these people were all dumbfounded.

On the contrary, some male secretaries performed quite well.

"Number 23, get ready!"

At this moment, someone in the conference room shouted,

"It's my turn!" Xin Mengyao said.

"En, then do your best!"

Lin Xuan smiled and encouraged her.

"You too!"

After Xin Mengyao finished speaking, she walked into the meeting room as if she was walking into an execution ground.

Lin Xuan returned to his office.

This was just a small interlude.

When Xin Mengyao came out of the interview hall, Lin Xuan had already disappeared.

For this, she had to wait for a while.

Unfortunately, this person did not appear again.

It was a little unfortunate. She felt that it was rare for Lin Xuan to be able to talk to her without a purpose,

He was a handsome boy with no lewdness in his eyes.

When she returned to the dormitory of the People's University of China.

Immediately, a cute girl with a baby face hugged him from behind and rubbed the football crazily.

"Yaoyao, how was the interview?”

"Zhang Xinxin!" Xin Mengyao was shocked. She felt the hand on her chest and immediately shouted.

"Hehe, it feels so good!"

The girl called Zhang Xinxin finally let go.

The girl was very petite and had a pair of dimples on her cheeks. She was like a happy apple in Xin Mengyao's dormitory.

At this moment, another tall girl glanced at Xin Mengyao, who was wearing a rustic outfit and black-rimmed glasses, and said with a hint of mockery,"

"If you ask me, you shouldn't have listened to Zhang Xinxin. You clearly have such good conditions, but you don't know how to use them!”

Yuan Xiao Yue, a native of the capital.

Xin Mengyao's roommate was also the most unsociable person in the dormitory.

She had been looking down on outsiders like Zhang Xinxin and Xin Mengyao ever since she was a freshman.

In addition, she was conceited enough about her appearance.

She thought that she was not inferior to Xin Mengyao at all, and she was still brooding over the fact that the school's bulletin board forum had named Xin Mengyao as the Goddess of the People's Congress.

Therefore, she was always comparing herself to Xin Mengyao in every aspect of the dormitory.

At the same time, whenever she had the chance, she would turn on her mocking mode, saying that Zhang Xinxin was short and that Xin Mengyao's legs were not perfect.

As for herself, she needed to put on a kilogram of powder every day to cover up her various flaws.

Hearing Yuan Xiao Yue's ridicule, Zhang Xinxin and the others were already used to it.

After all, they had been living together for almost four years. If Yuan Xiao Yue didn't have a venomous snake in her mouth one day, they would feel uncomfortable instead.

"My Yaoyao is not like you. You dress up all day long. Those who know that you're a student might think that you're a b * tch!”

Zhang Xinxin didn't want to spoil the other party, so she imitated the words of harmony with her cute mouth.

"Zhang Xinxin, you've grown too big, haven't you?”

Yuan Xiao Yue said with a Beijing accent,

"Who is afraid of who!"

Zhang Xinxin, who was born on the island of Qin, was not a pushover. She immediately rolled up her sleeves.

"I said, that's enough. If you want to quarrel, go elsewhere!”

The last person in the dormitory, a very thin girl wearing big black-rimmed glasses, said unhappily.

The girl was called Bai Yanan, born in Shanghai, and the only one in the dormitory who was preparing to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

"Xiao Bai, it was Yuan Xiao Yue who caused this!”

Zhang Xinxin pouted and emphasized.

"Hmph, I don't have to be angry with a country bumpkin. I'm going to eat!”

Yuan Xiao Yue said as she walked towards the door with her LV bag.

However, when she passed by Xin Mengyao, she whispered,"

"Yaoyao, Young Master Zhang has always wanted to ask you out. As long as you agree, you can have a house, a car, and a residence in the capital. Don't be so ungrateful. You're so beautiful, but you don't have more than 200 yuan.”

Xin Mengyao's expression turned cold when she heard this.

"Yuan Xiao Yue, since you say it's so good, you can go by yourself. As for my clothes, you don't need to worry about them!”

Hearing Xin Mengyao's rejection, Yuan Xiaoyue snorted coldly,"

"You don't know how to appreciate favors!"

After saying that, he left the dormitory.

"Bah, bah, bah, you're doing this yourself, and you still want to drag Yaoyao down with you!”

Zhang Xinxin stuck her tongue out at the door, then pulled Xin Mengyao along.

"We don't have to worry about her. Yaoyao, tell us about your interview!”

Just as Xin Mengyao's dormitory was having a conflict, Lin Feng received the results of the interview from the human resources department.

There were a total of three people who stayed for the interview. Whether it was the interview or the resume, they were all very good.

Lin Xuan saw Xin Mengyao's resume at a glance.

"I'm from Yunnan Province, 22 years old. I'm a freshman at the National People's University of China, and I'm proficient in five languages. I've been in university for four years, and I've been a student council member for two years.”

Lin Xuan, who was sitting in the office, muttered as he tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table.

"It's not bad to be able to pass the interview of Vice President Zhou, who is in charge of HR!”

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