Chapter 8 The iceberg will laugh too

Yechen, who was sitting beside him, and the other supervisors, all showed unbelievable expressions when they saw this situation, and they all shifted their eyes to the personnel information on Ye Qingyi's desk, guessing how unsimple this character was, and he could actually make the cold president smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Suddenly, Ye Qingyi was also frightened by his laughter, how many years had he not laughed? Looking down at the person in the photo, the sweet smile on her face seems to be contagious, and his mood is relaxed, what's going on? Ye Qingyi didn't understand why her heart was so easy to be ............ by a girl who had just met a few times This is something that hasn't been done in years.

"Buckle, president, the last candidate Su Qianyue is here." A very fashionably dressed female staff member walked in and spoke.

"Call her in." It's time to come, it's just that she's too late!

Standing outside the door, Asatsuki, who was full of nervousness, slowly walked in after hearing her name called.

She could have arrived before ten o'clock, but she was delayed for half an hour because the tram in Qianning ran out of power, and she arrived at the interview place at half past ten.

When she just arrived, she saw that there was no one in the waiting room, and her heart began to be half cold, thinking that she had no hope, who knew that there was a kind front desk who said that the interviewer was still in it and was willing to inform her. The heart that had disappointed her had hope again.

After entering, Asatsuki was startled, shocked by the lineup inside, ten people were sitting on the desk and glaring at her, a pair of sharp big eyes seemed to review the reason for her tardiness, which frightened Asatsuki's heart to panic.

"Su Qianyue?" With Ye Qingyi's permission, Li Lanlan, the head of the personnel department, began to ask questions.

"Yes." Asatsuki replied cautiously, hoping to make some good impressions to make up for her late regret.

"Can you tell us why you're late?" This is what all the waiters want to know most about what makes them, the senior executives, leave their work behind and wait here for half an hour?

Asatsuki was a little embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, the tram is on strike." ā€

"It doesn't seem like a good excuse." Another female supervisor said that she did not accept the bad excuse at all.

"It's true." Asatsuki hurriedly defended: "It was my sister who brought me here, but unfortunately the car went on strike halfway through, so I was late."

Li Lanlan said aggressively: "There are two people sharing, so why don't you let your sister "send the tram to the repair station and take a taxi by yourself?" ā€

"No way!" I couldn't bear to watch my sister pull the cart alone in the hot sun, looking around for a repair station, so I had to help push the cart myself until I found a repair station. So that you can get there by taxi. ā€

But I didn't expect the taxi driver to be so bad, and it only cost 300 yuan for a Ruth ride, and after she passed the interview, she must complain to him.

After Li Lanlan and the other supervisors listened to Asatsuki's innocent answer, most of the reasons for their unconsciousness of being late had disappeared.

"What a good one to share through thick and thin." Ye Qingyi asked in a voice, "Do you know that being late is an impolite act in the mall?" ā€

The deep voice from the front gave Asatsuki an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and she looked up at the innermost speaker and found that she was a little familiar.

Until he saw the handsome guys sitting next to him, staring at the people in front of him in panic, Asatsuki was stunned