Chapter One, Interview (Part One).

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I am the administrative clerk for the interview. Based on their conversation, it is obvious that this person in front of me is definitely not an ordinary person, at least a middle to high-level management personnel. Unwillingly, her heart started pounding when she thought about it. She couldn't believe that she would be so unlucky to offend him and be eliminated directly. She saw that the uncle indeed started frowning, and she lamented in her heart. She never expected that the reason for being rejected today would be so unfortunate. The kick just now was not just a random shot, it was like a powerful kick that kicked open the gates of hell. She thought miserably, if she couldn't apply for the clerk position because of this, then she could only resign herself to studying at the research institute. Speaking of which, maybe she could dig deeper into the origin and optimal effectiveness of electric lamps when facing those bald uncles... She saw that the uncle indeed started frowning, and she lamented in her heart. She never expected that the reason for being rejected today would be so unfortunate. The kick just now was not just a random shot, it was like a powerful kick that kicked open the gates of hell. She thought miserably, if she couldn't apply for the clerk position because of this, then she could only resign herself to studying at the research institute. Speaking of which, maybe she could dig deeper into the origin and optimal effectiveness of electric lamps when facing those bald uncles... ... Lang He Yuan swore that it was the first time he had ever encountered a young girl who dared to stare at him for several seconds without even blinking. Before he could scold her, the elevator door opened and a well-behaved executive assistant stood outside. Lang He Yuan averted his gaze and said coldly to the executive assistant, "This is for the interview. Take her to the HR department."... Lang He Yuan swore that it was the first time he had ever encountered a young girl who dared to stare at him for several seconds without even blinking. Before he could scold her, the elevator door opened and a well-behaved executive assistant stood outside. Lang He Yuan averted his gaze and said coldly to the executive assistant, "This is for the interview. Take her to the HR department."

The doll standing at the entrance of Huahao Building understood immediately that she had greatly underestimated the cruel employment situation created by the current financial crisis, and even more so, she had underestimated the value of college students today, which is lower than that of cabbage in the autumn.

As the doll looked around, she couldn't help but sigh at the scene, which was like the annual enrollment frenzy at the Beijing Film Academy. If she had known earlier, she would have brought a model of an atomic bomb to prove her exceptional talent, so as not to be drowned in the sea of job seekers. But then again, it was just a clerical job interview. Did the gentleman really need to carry his guitar all the way here? The clanging sound in the early autumn morning was particularly desolate, somewhat like the instrument that Teacher Zhao Benshan was best at... the sanxian.

Quan, the assistant, glanced back at her. The girl thought her voice was too weak and didn't hear clearly, so she quickly repeated the question. However, Quan's expression remained unchanged, still gazing at her affectionately. The gaze lasted for about three seconds before the girl burst out laughing and then Quan slowly turned around without saying anything.

"What is the interview for? What position are you interviewing for?" Lang Heyuan squinted his eyes and spoke in a harsh tone, "Secretary Chen, has Huahao started arranging internships for high school students?"

So, when everyone rushed forward, Yang Wawa fell to the ground as a matter of course. She crawled forward a few times on the steps, afraid of being stepped on. Finally, she managed to climb up when the people above her moved on. After she struggled to straighten her twisted skirt and top, she looked up and found that the elevator door was about to close. She hurried forward.

The girl with doll-like eyes watched as the beautiful sister at the door walked towards her with a smile, while several people behind her passed over her head and left without understanding. She could only follow them and take the elevator down, feeling like facing death. She leaned obediently in the corner of the elevator and asked cautiously, "May I ask who was the handsome uncle just now, beautiful sister?"

Wawa decided that she must sing a piece that she is good at to prove her performance ability. She couldn't perform worse than the one who played the three-stringed instrument "211". So she gathered her courage and cleared her throat, singing: "Little boy, little worries, looking around with sunshine shining...".

Isn't this like using a cannon to kill a mosquito?

She whispered in defense, "I am here for an interview."

Secretary Chen is also puzzled. He furrowed his brows and thought carefully, "Mr. Lang, no, it seems that the HR department is going to interview administrative clerks today."

Lang He faintly responded with a sound, and then stared ahead without expression. Secretary Chen saw that the general manager did not speak, so he didn't say anything either. He just stood respectfully behind Lang He with his hands hanging on both sides of his body.

When everyone praised Yang's daughter for being smart, who could have imagined that she obtained her doctor's degree in sports?

Ha ha. There were even more people laughing afterwards.

Two elevator doors were almost closing side by side, and one of them almost caught her hand. Although she couldn't sacrifice her limbs for the interview, the thought of not being able to get close to her dream job if she failed the interview made her kick one of the elevator doors with a swift motion. With a slight tap of her toe, the elevator door opened smoothly. She nodded and greeted the people inside, then quickly turned around in fear of being scorned face to face. She repeated the same action again.

The elevator is too quiet, and the child is a little nervous. So she hums a song to boost her confidence, "Little Ma and Little Erlang, carrying school bags to school, not afraid of the sun or the storm..."

Chuckle, it seems like someone is laughing behind.

The doll suddenly stopped and moved awkwardly towards the door. After coughing, she lowered her voice and sang, "Let's row the oars, and the little boat pushes through the waves..."

Due to the fact that the employee benefits of Huahao Group have always been among the best in the industry, in the past, they were accustomed to hiring master's and doctor's degree holders as management interns. This time, the recruitment of clerks is the first time that the group has lowered its educational requirements for employees, which has resulted in a situation where students from major universities are breaking their heads to come for interviews.

It is said that intelligent people even have obedient elevators. She felt that the elevators here were not as crowded as the ones over there. It seemed that there were only a few people in the empty elevator, and these few people, um, were all very quiet... "Mr. Lang..." Secretary Chen turned around and glanced at Lang Heyuan beside her, wanting to ask how to deal with this sudden intrusion of a little girl.

Doll turned around, facing the face of Lang He Yuan without a smile. The silver-gray suit set off his distinct features, making him look cold and dazzling. His eyes were icy, as if they could freeze one's heart in an instant, giving off a chilling feeling.

The angry doll had to admire the universities under the 211 Project, which indeed have a wealth of talent. Just after watching the guy who played the guitar like a three-stringed instrument, I turned around and saw a sister holding several pages of Washington's "Declaration of Independence" and reciting it in American English. Although it is necessary to pass the fourth level of the university graduation exam, the sixth level is expected, and the eighth level is an exceptional performance, there is no need to use Uncle Sam's lineage to apply for a position as a small clerk, right?

As more and more people gathered at the entrance of the building, inside Huahao, staff members have already come out to guide the applicants to the Personnel Department for interviews. Suddenly, a crowd of people surged forward, facing the narrow glass door with the same courage as the Red Army when they captured Luding Bridge. They leaned sideways, tightened their abdomens, raised their heads, twisted their waists, and various heroes displayed their unique skills. In the blink of an eye, most of the people waiting outside the door went inside.

She, Yang Wawa, is indeed a bit small in size, but this uncle shouldn't criticize her like this. Is it wrong nowadays to be beautiful and youthful?

The elevator doors closed. She looked satisfied at the buttons over there. Oh, it turns out the HR department is on the top floor.

Someone suddenly asked coldly from behind: "Whose child is this?"

The doll was suddenly stunned, and then suddenly realized. Oh, it turns out that Huahao Group, such a large enterprise, also does a good job in charity. The welfare benefits for employing special groups are also very comprehensive.

Indeed, it is for the sake of benevolence towards the wealthy. The child nodded slightly, feeling quite pleased with themselves...

The doll was obedient and naive, jumping a few grades. However, she felt completely hopeless when she discovered that even universities had physical education classes. She diligently pursued her studies from a master's degree to a doctor's degree, without causing any trouble.

Dolls are just not good in this aspect. Since childhood, sports with my sister have always been a difficult problem. When she was struggling to jump long, she couldn't pass 160 centimeters. She had to ask her father how to avoid taking physical education. Her visionary father thought for a moment and confidently replied, "Unless you keep skipping grades, you will definitely be exempt from physical education."