The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia is afraid to hit Luo Yibei.

If this time I really entered Rong Xi, as long as the two did not hit, she was not prepared to confess with him.

The man stared at her and said, "Yongxi is very strict with every newcomer. We have people in this area who are responsible for it. Generally, they are the directors of various departments, but it is also possible to add a lady. Less, less, the father, Luo Shao together, right, and Shi Yangyang young master..."

She counted a lot of fingers on her fingers, and the names were listed, and I heard that Fang Chi Xia almost fled.

"Luo Yibei, no, Luo Shao may also come?" According to the heart of the instigation, she could not be questioned.

"This family of people is likely to come, but who is coming, it depends on who has time." The person in charge of the reception explained to her in detail, turned and left.

In the house, there was only one person in Fang Chi Xia.

Fang Chi Xia majored in French, which is known as the most elegant language in the world, and has also supplemented several other languages.

She is very proficient in the language, but the position she applied for is an assistant, and has little to do with her major.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a long figure walked outside the door.

When passing through the door of the room, the line of sight looked at it casually.

Seeing her, she didn't pay much attention at first, but staring at her side face for a few seconds, the people outside the door stopped again.

Pushing open the door, the man walked in.

Fang Chi Xiatou suddenly lifted up and saw the face of the coming person, his eyes stagnate.

Into a very clear-looking man, a slender GUCCI men's clothing set off a slender figure, a deep facial features, a high nose, a slightly rolled cuff, a diamond button exudes low-key luxury.

When the person came slowly, he walked into the house and sat down to the center of the forefront. His eyes turned to her face, and the voice was faint. "Newcomer?"

"Yes, sir!" Fang Chixia returned to God and politely returned him.

"CV!" The faint people spit out two words, and the wording is very simple.

Fang Chixia handed his resume to him.

“Still a student?” The man looked at his resume and stayed at her age for a few seconds, which seemed to be a bit of an accident.

"Yes." Fang Chixia did not know his identity and was cautious.

"Professor in French, proficient in many other languages, yes, Rong Xi is lacking talents in this area, usually on a business trip or holding a new jewelry conference abroad, all need to be accompanied by such people."

The man just browsed her resume very casually, put the resume to the side and stood up. "Today's interview is over, Miss Fang goes back and waits for the notice!"

After a word, I turned and left, and there was no extra words.

The entire interview process took less than three minutes.

With the experience of Fang Chi Xia, stopping in such a short period of time is generally hopeless.

Only if there is no hope, will not waste each other's time.

I felt a pity in my heart. She went back to this road and she was a bit depressed.

Who knows that I just got on the bus, and a call from Rongxi Personnel Department came over.

The voice on the other end of the phone is very nice. "Miss Fang, congratulations on your successful interview. In a few days, I will report to the young master's office!"