Fang Qing mentioned to He Yu on the phone: The Weishi Branch of the World News Group informed her of going to the interview tomorrow.

He Yu's gentle and clear voice flew out of the earpiece, lingering around Fang Qing's ears, and hearing Fang Qing's ears, every word was praise and encouragement.

He Yu also hopes that she can perform well tomorrow, and agrees to wait for her good news after tomorrow!

Fang Qing replied: "Why must it be good news, or it may be bad news!"

He Yu on the other side of the phone smiled heartily and didn't answer positively, but just said Fang Qing: "It's really elm's head that doesn't open his mind, it turns out that he is a little fool who will never be cooked!"

Fang Qing pouted again and again when she was said, but within a minute, she didn't know what the other party said, and then the flower branches of laughter trembled.

The good mood was maintained until the end, and after a phone call, Fang Qing was full of confidence, and she had a good dream all night.

The next day, Fang Qing got up early in the morning and cleaned up her inside and out, with a white shirt and a black suit, dressed in a decent manner.

The shoulder-length hair, which is not long or short, was all fixed behind her ears, and a thin layer of rubber-pink lip gloss was applied to her lips, which instantly added a bit of capable and generous momentum to her slightly immature face.

In order to prevent temporary accidents, Fang Qing went out very early and left enough time on the road.

She had a rare opportunity to run to the city center early in the morning, because when she was at school, the morning when there was class was nothing more than scrambling to wash up, holding her textbook and queuing up to buy breakfast;

So now, although she has more important things in her heart, Fang Qing still divided a small part of her energy, took a few more glances at the busy morning in the metropolis, and felt a wave of morning rush hour.

She thought that the busyness of busy people should not only be reflected in their bodies, but also in their emotions, because they usually have a thousand things, and there are thousands of links between things, which cover and block their facial features and make them lose the ability to feel the original peaceful life.

Along the way, it was full of people coming and going, going to work, going to school (those who have nothing to do will not rush to the field at this time), riding mopeds, pedaling two-wheelers, driving, including walking (taking No. 11), all of them are in a hurry.

Fang Qing broke into the bus under the crowd of people in front and behind, and the huge iron box machine monster swayed left and right because its stomach was stuffed with "indigestible" "food", and it was difficult to move, and even Fang Qing in her stomach was staggered, and she was unbearable.

But when Fang Qing looked around at the other passengers around her, she found that they: talking on the phone, eating breakfast, listening to music, swiping mobile phones, and holding bear children to play with tablets, they were all busy talking, immersed in the "pleasant" bus journey, not affected by changes in the external environment.

Fang Qing also took out her headphones and put them on, trying to use music to calm her mind and correct her mood, so that she could walk a little leisurely along the way, and she didn't know what day it was.

Until, until she got off the bus at her destination, walked into the lobby of the World News Media, asked the young lady who kept smiling at the front desk, and then found her name and registered to confirm that she could go in for an interview, Fang Qing found the true feeling that she was invited to the interview.

Walking on the marble floor of Yashibai, Fang Qing's small black leather shoes made an echo sound of "cluck, cluck", and the passing ground was wiped clean as new, which could clearly illuminate Fang Qing's shadow.

Suddenly, Fang Qing looked at the shadow and became a little nervous inexplicably.

Yes, she was about to go to the battlefield, and she quickened her pace at the right time, allowing her body to gradually adjust to a state of excitement.

Following the guide sign, Fang Qing was led to the door of a conference room, and she arrived more than half an hour earlier than the agreed time.

She thought she had arrived early enough, but when she pushed open the two doors of the conference room, she couldn't help but be surprised, there were already dozens of applicants sitting there waiting in the huge conference room.

As far as the eye can see, except for the rightmost row of seats, which is completely empty, there are not many empty seats left in each of the remaining rows.

Fang Qing wanted to sit down casually, but was stopped by the staff who came over and politely guided her to the pre-numbered seat.

Fang Qing's seat was in the row that was still empty, and she was still sitting in the first seat.

After Fang Qing sat down, she looked at the water sign on her desktop with some curiosity, which said Marketing Department Planning Office, and she squinted her eyes and looked at the sign on the table next to her, which read: Marketing Department Research Office.

Oh! Fang Qing knew that the seating arrangements were originally made according to different departments, so in this case, is she the only one who is coming to the position she applied for? Thinking about the rows of people in other positions, Fang Qing's originally nervous mood calmed down a little.

Five minutes before the appointed time, the doors on both sides of the conference room were opened at the same time.

A beautiful woman in work clothes walked out and explained that today's interview will be divided into two rounds, and it will be held at the same time, and the first test will go to the left room, and then go to the right after obtaining the qualification for the second test.

In other words, you can directly decide whether to hire or not today.

Fang Qing was excited when she heard this, and turned her head to share and exchange glances with the girl on the left, but found that people didn't look at her at all, and she had been sitting straight and listening. Although they are almost dressed in a black suit, they wear a formal suit on her, which has a strong aura, which makes them more capable and professional.

Fang Qing unconsciously lowered her head and tugged at the hem of her clothes, covering up the jerkiness in her heart with a smile.

As the interview progressed, the people who walked into the preliminary examination door one by one with their heads held high, when they walked out of the door again, they had a completely different mental outlook: some entered the re-examination door directly with a smile in their eyes, and some sighed and shook their heads, and ran out of the back door to go home.

The people sitting on Fang Qing's left side went in and out one by one.

In the silent conference room, as if she could hear the sound of time "ticking, ticking", Fang Qing secretly looked at her phone, and the time was approaching noon. It's clear that it's not your turn, why do you want to notify you so early, isn't it to exaggerate the atmosphere of fierce competition?

The capable woman on Fang Qing's left finally got up, which means that after finishing that row of people, it will be Fang Qing's turn to play, she took a few deep breaths, and her hands that had been hidden under the table clenched and loosened her fists.

Finally, Fang Qing "finale" walked into the preliminary examination room.

The interviewer is a man and a woman, although they are not very old, but their eyes seem to be hooked, and their almost tricky scrutiny makes Fang Qing feel like a man.

Maybe it's because after interviewing people in the morning and a noon, they are a little numb and tired,

It only took ten minutes for Fang Qing to be released from the room, and she thought to her in confusion as she walked:

Is this interview difficult? It can't be that you are performing at a super level, right? There are no marginal questions, a simple self-introduction, and then a few ordinary small questions.

Is that all?

Just got the ticket to the second test?

Fang Qing sat back on the bench in the conference room, calmed down her still fluctuating emotions a little, took a deep breath again, and walked into the re-examination room on the right side with a normal heart.