Chapter 3

The interview notice in hand is pinched tightly, cen Qinghe nods to the computer, and then turns to walk out. After three steps, he heard the man behind him say, "go to the personnel department."

CEN Qinghe immediately stopped, she turned to look at the direction of the desk, eyes uncertain asked: "I was admitted?"

"Well." The man only returned a word, which came from his throat.

But Cen Qinghe doesn't care, because this "um" makes her feel like "the mountains are poor and the waters are no longer in doubt, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.".

A second ago, I felt like I was going to the grave. This second, I was told that it was "feigning death.". The body instinctively bows to the front, and Cen Qinghe says, "thank you, director."

The man did not speak, cen Qinghe is not good, and then delay, quickly stepped on the pace of excitement out of the office.

There are still people waiting in line outside the door for the interview. Cen Qinghe is the last one to come out. The staff didn't look at her or even think about it. They instinctively reached out and made a gesture of invitation, saying: "you can take the elevator from here to leave."

CEN Qinghe smelled speech, slightly embarrassed smile, then smile and asked: "excuse me, I want to ask, personnel department on what floor?"

Staff smell speech, immediately a Leng, can't help looking at the people in front of.

CEN Qinghe is not short, and her net height is 167. The average height of the girls who come to the interview is more than 165, and there is no lack of one meter seven; Looking at his face and figure, cen Qinghe has a oval face with big eyes. His eyes are long and slightly upturned, which makes people feel very flattered. The bridge of his nose is not European style, but it's better than straight. His lips are small and full, and he can't find any fault. Beautiful is beautiful, but not top beautiful, chest and buttocks are not more prominent than others.

At this glance, the staff members could not help but wonder, where are the "airborne soldiers" here, which can make the man in the room look good?

CEN Qinghe also saw the look in each other's eyes. She was suspicious at the bottom of her heart and said tentatively: "if you don't know, I'll ask someone else."

Hearing the speech, the staff on the opposite side seemed to suddenly come back to their senses. The expression on their face immediately made a 180 degree turn and said with a smile: "the personnel department is on the 24th floor. You can take the elevator directly from here."

CEN Qinghe nodded: "thank you."

"You're welcome. Take your time."

After seeing Cen Qinghe leave, the faces of a group of women waiting for an interview outside the door are filled with envy and hatred of various degrees.

"Can we go in?" one of them asked impatiently

The staff also looked at Cen Qinghe's back and was dazed. Hearing the words, she turned her head and changed another expression. She said in a formulaic way: "please follow me to the next interview place."

"Ah? Are we not going to interview here? " The faces of the young women all looked surprised.

Staff smile back: "the interview here is over."

With that, she didn't explain more and turned to another direction.

CEN Qinghe out of the Shengtian group building, immediately a long sigh of relief, looked at the hands of the internship contract and work documents, she only felt that the outside sun is warm a lot.

It's the most enjoyable day she's had for more than half a month.

Three days ago, she fled here from anling City, thousands of kilometers away. There were only a few thousand yuan in the card. She didn't know how long this money could live in the night city where a bowl of green vegetable noodles cost more than 20 yuan. All she knew was that she wanted to live and take root in this strange city.

So she is eager to find a job, and this job should be dignified, so as to be worthy of the cruel words left when she left: even if she died outside, I will not spend a dime on you!

Now that he has a foothold in his capital, cen Qinghe suddenly feels that he has given him a sense of security, and his heart doesn't seem so uncomfortable.

Since the place is full of sadness and filth, she would never go back.

She secretly adjusts her breath. Cen Qinghe forces her heart to surge. She instinctively doesn't want to recall. If you look around, there are lots of cars on the road tens of meters wide. There are many tall buildings towering into the clouds. The pedestrians on the street speak standard Mandarin. Everything here marks the prosperity and development of the capital.

Finally in Shengtian, cen Qinghe can't help but want to share the good news with CAI Xinyuan. She wanted to call her directly, but on second thought, she took a taxi and told the driver to go to shengxia Mingdi.

When the driver heard these four words, he said with a smile subconsciously, "this place is a gold cave."

CEN Qinghe didn't smile. After more than 40 minutes, she stood outside the gate of shengxia Mingdi. Through the carved gate, you can see a man-made lake 100 meters wide. Centered on the lake, you can see the European style villas.

If you can buy such a large area of land between the third and fourth ring roads of the night city, few real estate companies have the courage to do so. This is not only a matter of money, but also a matter of power.

This is Cen Qinghe's second time here. The first time is three days ago. She just came to the night city and is catching up with CAI Xinyuan for her holiday, so she drives her here to have a look.

It has been 18 years since Cai Xinyuan and Cen Qinghe realized it in kindergarten. CEN Qinghe University studied in the province, while Cai Xinyuan came to the night city because of her parents' work. She entered Shengtian during her senior internship, so she has been working in the sales department for almost a year.

Walking forward, cen Qinghe thought of coming over to surprise Cai Xinyuan. Before he reached the guard, he was attracted by the sound of the car whistle in front of her. Looking up, after slowly lifting the lifting lever, there is a yellow lotus sports car. In the driver's seat of the sports car, there is a middle-aged woman wearing sunglasses. The woman's lips are pressing down and holding the steering wheel. She looks very impatient.