Time is fleeting.
Soon came the day of recruiting assistants.
Yan Zhixu sat in the lounge with a pillow behind his waist, took out his mobile phone and started to dispel the music.
In the first round of interviews, she did not need to screen them herself. Instead, Lu Xun picked out some outstanding people and brought them to the lounge, and then she chose who to keep.
"Knock Knock-"
There was a knock on the door.
Quit Xiaoxiaole, put down the phone lazily, and did not deliberately adjust the sitting posture, still lazy and ruffian.
Lu Xun pushed open the door and entered, with seven young men behind him, three males and four females.
He handed her a stack of documents in his hand, "Axu, this is their resume."
Yan Zhixu stretched out his hand to take the information, his left hand bent and stuck his head, and his right hand casually flipped through the resume in his hand.
After flipping through three successively without pausing, at the fourth one, his eyes stopped for a while, and he took out this resume and looked at it with great interest.
Her fingers rubbed the paper, "Who is Qu Linling?"
"I, I am, I am Qu Linling!"
The girl whose name was called raised her voice uncontrollably, and she was very excited.
Yan Zhixu raised his head, glanced at her appearance, and his eyes were full of interest.
This little girl, who seems to be a fan, supported her at the Z.S.E Fashion Festival in F City.
If I remember correctly, Qu Linling also held a banner with her little brother that day.
And they were standing very forward, and they could see it with a glance.
Yan Zhi Xu Yang showed the resume in Yang's hand, "Graduated from the Chinese Department of Haida."
Haida, a well-known university in Haishi, ranks first among many universities and attracts a large number of outstanding students from various provinces and cities every year.
Her teacher is Xia Ming, an honorary professor of this school, who occasionally gives lectures in Haishi, and she has followed him once or twice.
Qu Linling nodded, looked at Yan Zhixu in front of her, and suppressed her desire to scream.
She took a deep breath, calmed down, and tried to answer calmly, "Well, yes, I'm from the Chinese Department of Haida, and it's not long since I graduated."
The others in the lounge looked at each other with surprise and doubt in their eyes.
Haida, from a famous university, what's not good to do with this degree, why did you come to be a small assistant?
Qu Linling's face was serious, "Although I have no work experience in this area, I believe I can do this job."
How good it is to be an assistant, I can see Ash every day and work with Ash.
Every day I see this beautiful face in the prosperous world, just thinking about her makes me feel happy.
"Um."
Yan Zhixu responded with a vague answer, which made everyone else nervous. Is he satisfied or dissatisfied?
She looked at Qu Linling's face, the heaven was full, her face was round, and she was blessed with a lot of luck. She was a girl with no scheming.
A woman standing in the crowd rolled her eyes, couldn't help but pouted her lips and muttered, "Have you graduated from a prestigious university?"
The whisper was particularly loud in the quiet lounge, attracting everyone's attention to him.
Yan Zhixu looked at the speaker.
Seeing the other party's face clearly, there was a smirk in his eyes, and a chuckle twitched at the corner of his mouth, "Are you here to apply for an assistant?"
She is familiar with this person.
Isn't this the little black fan who took the lead in blocking her at the airport that day.
Chu Ran turned his head away, his face unnatural, "I can't apply for an assistant? Or do I not meet the recruitment requirements?"
A series of shelling made other people almost drop their jaws. Is this for a job? Is it really not that black fans are deliberately trying to find fault?