Chapter 9: The Age of Seeing Faces

The interview office is an office, and the air conditioning inside is still quite good, Qin Ming heard that he could wait next to him, he would not be stupid enough to stand next to him, but he didn't walk out of the office, but sat on the sofa not far away, he wanted to see how these people interviewed?

"I told you to wait outside, not here, you will affect the interview." The man in the middle looked at Qin Ming and said.

"It's okay, just let him watch." Next to one of the humanes.

"Don't talk, sit on the sofa and don't move, otherwise I don't have to say anything, you get out of here."

"Understood."

Qin Ming nodded, in fact, he was very unhappy with this tone, if he had enough capital, he would not come to this kind of angry place, he just needed to quietly find a job, and then carry out his rookie king plan.

Almost all the interviewers who came in were eliminated quickly, Qin Ming watched quietly from the side, he didn't know what the interviewer was really selecting, why was it so strict?

When the fifth interviewer came in, the eyes of the three interviewers and Qin Ming suddenly lit up, and their eyes flashed with appreciation for beautiful things.

With her long flowing hair as a faint fragrance, her eyes and her snow-white face being small, this woman is very beautiful, and I have to say that she looks pleasing to the eye.

But Qin Ming quickly retracted his gaze and looked at the interviewer, finding that the interviewer was still in a daze.

This era is really the era of looking at faces.

"Hello, three interviewers."

"Hello."

"My name is Yutong, this is my master's degree, I come from a liberal arts background, although I don't know much about editing, but I am very interested in words, this is my first prize certificate of the National New Concept Award."

Qin Ming originally thought that this woman was just a vase, but he didn't expect that the other party was still quite capable, with a master's degree and a new concept award certificate, if he was an interviewer, this woman would have to be admitted directly.

What is the situation?

Who designed to make today's young people so powerful? It should really be thundered by the sky.

Qin Ming secretly cursed, how good it would be if this woman was himself, no, he must not have this kind of thought, he is a serious person, he is him, he is the hero Xiao Nezha... Why did you sing it?

Qin Ming thought that he didn't speak, he held his forehead and continued to watch Na Yutong's performance.

"This is my resume, you can take a look at it if you are interested."

The woman handed out the resume, and the three interviewers really read it, not that kind of pretentiousness, Qin Ming vaguely saw the happy expression on the interviewer's face, and the man in the middle handed the file to the woman, and said:

"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"You can sign a contract now, and you can go to work tomorrow, what do you think?"

"That's good."

Beauty goes hand in hand, and there is no doubt that she is a landslide winner.

If Qin Ming was an interviewer, he would definitely sign her, Qin Ming was not disappointed, he watched Yutong sign the contract, and looked at her back when she left, and he couldn't help but feel sad and sad in his heart.

The interviewer in the middle opposite gave Qin Ming a twinkling look, and the meaning was obvious: This is the standard for passing the test.

No way.

actually despised my brother, my brother is also a person with a head and a face, as if this sentence is nonsense, everyone has a head and a face, Qin Ming found that his nonsense was really more and more, and now there is one more sentence.

Just when Qin Ming was still feeling the decline of the world, another interviewer came in, although this interviewer was not very handsome and charming, but in his heart, he really surpassed Qin Ming's appearance.

Every boy who appears now can almost kill Qin Ming in terms of appearance.

Is Qin Ming really that bad?

The answer is yes.

Actually, Qin Ming just looks average, but the other party is all handsome, and now it is the era of looking at faces, which is not to blame Qin Ming, but only to blame the other party for being good-looking.

"I... I'm Yang Feng, I'm not very good at talking, I..." Yang Feng poured out the contents of his resume.

Finally there was a person who spoke heavily, at first glance, he had never seen the world, he should be an otaku level person, Qin Ming's heart was secretly happy that the best party was eliminated immediately, but it was a pity that he was disappointed.

From time to time, the interviewer's face appeared pale, but extremely excited, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Qin Ming straightened his waist, but the distance was a bit far, and the angle of the table was not suitable, so he still couldn't see it, and the interviewer was like a roundworm in Qin Ming's stomach, and directly read out those honors.

"The third prize of the National Olympiad, the first prize of the Rising Star Competition, the first prize of the New Concept Competition, the first prize of the National Poetry Competition, the special prize of the short story "I Am Such a Man" in 2014, and the special prize of suspense for the Internet short story "Death".

It's a scum... Uh, no, it's talent.

Listening to this, the corners of Qin Ming's mouth twisted slightly.

What kind of opponent is this? Although the other party is not fluent in speaking, God has given him a powerful brain to make up for his shortcomings, which is exactly a talent.

Once again, there is no doubt that Yang Feng also successfully signed the contract.

The next interviewees, each of them is not good, until the last interviewer appears, and it is a beautiful beauty among eye-catching beauties.

Rumble!

Qin Ming felt that his chances were getting slimmer and slimmer, although he now had a lot of classic novels in his brain, but he couldn't write them for the time being, and he didn't have a good diploma, a good family, and no ......

It seems that everything is on its own.

The beautiful woman walked in slowly, with a smile on her face, and a sweet voice came out: "I am the last interviewee, my name is Momei, hello." ”

Hearing these two words, Qin Ming was immediately surprised: "Why is this name so familiar, hey, isn't that a sword in "Qin Shi Mingyue"?" Hey, why is it all such a strange name? ”

Qin Ming knew that one of the Sanming interviewers was the responsible editor, that is, he liked to watch "Qin Shi Mingyue", and he liked it to the core.

In this way, there is almost a half-percent chance that a familiar name and excellent face can be signed.

This is truly a place of right and wrong.

Although the woman named Mo Mei did not have anything particularly outstanding, she was the president of the student union during her college years, and she dealt with documents and typesetting problems at that time, so she was reluctantly signed by the Beijing Daily.

Beijing Daily, what a dog.

Qin Ming had a feeling that he wanted to hit the wall, he sat here for a total of about two hours, and was slapped in the face about three times.

And it was a slap in the face, not a slap in the face, a slap in the face that took the initiative to stick it, Qin Ming suddenly remembered that it was not easy for King Yue at the beginning.

Because his name is enough, cheap.