Chapter 3 Interviews
The moment Wen Jiu signed up, he thought that he might meet Shang Jingtian, but he didn't expect it to be so quick and so sudden.
She raised her eyes in surprise, and her heart pounded, like a firework that had been stored for years, and it exploded without warning. Not gorgeous, not romantic, dull and sudden, full of gunsmoke.
He looked much more mature and more suave. Between the handsome eyebrows and eyes, there is still a vague and unruly and careless shadow of his youth.
Seven years have passed, in a flash. She remained motionless, looking at him silently, as if looking at a stranger. It's just that the hand that was hanging down on the side of the waist was silently clenched, and the nails were deeply pierced in the palm.
Shang Jingtian stared at the warm wine for a moment and walked over slowly.
Xu Tingting looked at Shang Jingtian in surprise, she had accompanied him to the red carpet show and auction, even if he saw a glamorous female star, he may not have such a burning and direct look, and he has never been so out of shape.
Wen Jiu met his gaze, and all the waves in his heart were forced down by her deep breath. clenched fists, quietly stretched out.
Shang Jingtian was tall and had long legs, and he had already stood in front of her in a few steps.
At one meter six or eight, she is not low, but in front of the tall Shang Jingtian, she still looks petite and delicate.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at him.
"What's your name?" Shang Jingtian's face was solemn, his sharp eyes were aggressive, and his voice was slightly hoarse, and only when he was very close could he hear a slight fluttering tremor in the last note.
"Warm wine."
Wen Jiu politely replied to him, his expression deliberately with a touch of reserve and detachment, as if he was facing a stranger he met for the first time. A smile that is neither humble nor arrogant, elegant and calm.
Shang Jingtian's gaze, like a sharp and gorgeous knife, scraped over her face inch by inch, as if to cut her mask. It's a pity that she didn't wear a mask, and her incomparably real face was calm and waveless, elegant and natural.
Shang Jingtian asked again: "Is this name a real name?" β
Wen Jiu pretended to smile relaxedly: "Of course." I'm not an entertainer or a writer, so this name is not a stage name or a pen name, it's a real name. β
Shang Jingtian asked reluctantly, "Have you ever called another name before?" β
Wen Jiu shook his head and smiled, extremely sure: "No." β
Shang Jingtian still didn't give up, "You have really been this name since you were born?" β
Wen Jiu met his gaze, and his voice was clear and crisp, like a pearl on the plate: "Yes, I have always called Wen Jiu." Warm sake chopping Huaxiong's warm sake. β
The burning edge in Shang Jingtian's eyes faded little by little, and he took a deep breath, feeling that he might be a little impulsive. "I'm sorry." He said lightly, turned and entered the inner suite, and closed the door.
On the sofa in the inner suit, Yan Lu sat in a light gray suit.
Seeing Shang Jingtian, who was a little pale, come in, he put down his long legs, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you know her?" β
Shang Jingtian shook his head a little distractedly: "Maybe I recognized the wrong person." β
There is an oval glass embedded in the wall, and the people inside can clearly see the scene outside, but the people outside can only see the lifelike entwined lotus carved on the glass.
Shang Jingtian looked at the people outside the glass in a daze. It shouldn't be her. Although the eyes are very similar, the facial features are also similar. But with such a slender waist and such a quiet and calm temperament, it won't be the chubby girl who smiles as sweet as sugar. That girl's name is Yi Tang, he has always called her Chubby, the mailbox that has been used for ten years, and the prefix is the full spelling of the three words Chubby Sugar.
Shang Jingtian's abnormality and gaffe surprised Yan Lu, who had known him for many years and knew a lot about it, and he was also very curious.
Shang Jingtian, who has always been unruly, has never been so out of shape in front of a woman.
Yan Lu really couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart, stood up unconsciously, and began to look at this woman named Wenjiu seriously.
A beautiful face, with clean eyebrows and eyes, thin lips slightly upturned, sweet and pure like a high school student, but those eyes are quiet and cold, like the finishing touch, which makes the whole face take off its childishness.
Yan Lu has always been picky, so even if he rents a girlfriend, he also has clear requirements for appearance, height and weight. A turtle-haired man like him doesn't want to wronged his eyes for a minute, let alone get along day and night for seven days, even if he is not a real girlfriend, he has to look pleasing to the eye and close his eyes, otherwise he will not even have the interest in acting with the other party.
Mr. Yan, who had a critical eye, stared at the warm wine for a long time, and unfortunately didn't find anything wrong, impeccable delicate facial features, impeccable perfect skin. So, his critical gaze continued to look down from her face.
Some beauties, in the icy and snowy weather, in order to highlight the good figure, wear extremely thin, the lower body is only a pair of knee-high boots and miniskirts, she wears an off-white cashmere coat, the style is very simple, the belt is knotted at random on one side, lining out the slender waist that is not in a grip, straight and slender legs.
The figure is impeccable, and he is more satisfied with the simple and elegant style of dressing.
Mr. Yan, who didn't find anything wrong, still felt that it was a little unpleasant He touched his chin, thought about it, and finally found out the problem, the woman's temperament is too cold, her expression is too calm, it doesn't look like she came to apply for the job at all, but it seems to be coming to inspect the work, and there is a noble arrogance from the bones, which makes people uncomfortable.
Well, yes, that's it.
Yan Lu, who had finally picked out the bones from the eggs, turned his face with satisfaction, and found that Shang Jingtian was still looking out blankly, and the whole person was lost like Yang Guo on the cliff of broken intestines.
Yan Lu frowned, turned his head and looked at the warm wine outside, it was beautiful, but it was not a great beauty who captivated the country and the city, as for it?
He pouted and smiled, with a little disdain, two points of puzzlement.
After the outside interview was interrupted by Shang Jingtian, it continued. Wenjiu didn't see anything unusual on his face, and Xu Tingting quickly recovered as before, smiling like a flower.
"Excuse me, Miss Wen, show me the original documents and certificates."
Wen Jiu took out the documents and certificates from his bag and handed them to Xu Tingting with both hands.
After Xu Tingting confirmed that it was correct, she returned it to Wen Jiu and smiled: "Miss Wen, if you pass the interview, you will be notified by phone, if not, it will not pass." Good luck. β
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This interview is really simple, I didn't expect her to make a joke and really make the right one, just to see if I am more beautiful than the photo, this is about the primary selection. However, tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it seems that this wait will be very short.
Wen Jiu smiled and said "zaijian" and walked outside.
Shang Jingtian looked at her back through the tangled branch lotus for a moment.
A person, even if he loses weight, his temperament should not change, let alone a person who has been dead for seven years
He watched in despair as the figure disappeared outside the door, and the mobile phone on the table rang, it was Xu Tingting's phone, although it was only separated by a wall and a door, she didn't knock on the door and come in.
"Sedum, the interview is over, you think it's appropriate, I'll inform the other party."
"You go back first, and I'll call you back later."
On the phone, Shang Jingtian's voice was a little dry.
"Okay, I'll wait for your call." Xu Tingting packed up her things, Tingting left the conference hall in a curling manner, and walked to the piece of entwined lotus glass, she couldn't help but be curious, and glanced at it quickly. She intuitively felt that Shang Jingtian must not be the only one in the suite, and the employer behind it must be inside. So she didn't knock on the door just now, but dialed Shang Jingtian. This is what Shang Jingtian likes about her cleverness.
Shang Jingtian turned his head and asked Yan Lu, "Do you think that's good?" After a while, he finally regained his composure.
Yan Lu spread out seven or eight photos in front of him, and he looked at them one by one, but Zuihou raised his eyelids and asked indifferently, "What do you think?" β
Shang Jingtian was speechless: "You chose your girlfriend, Mr. Yan." β
Yan Lu casually used a slender finger to pull the photo casually, with a bland, meaningless face, and a very critical tone: "They are all about the same, and they are not recognizable." β
Shang Jingtian was angry and laughed: "Mr. Yan, do you have face blindness?" β
Yan Lu glanced at him coldly: "You are face blind." β
Shang Jingtian's fingers slid over the photo one by one: "It's obviously a beautiful woman with a different style, okay?" This one is cold, this one is sweet, this one is charming, this one is,"
Fingers resting on the picture of warm wine, he paused.
Yan Lu glanced at Shang Jingtian, "This is the type you like?" β
Shang Jingtian was a little embarrassed, and immediately used his usual uninhibited smile to cover up the past: "This warm wine is very good." β
Yan Lu raised his eyebrows: "It's too cold." β
Shang Jingtian stared at him angrily: "You have an Antarctic iceberg face all day long, and you are embarrassed to dislike others for being cold." β
"Pick a festive one for the New Year."
"What about this?"
"The cheekbones are a bit high, and the old man doesn't like it."
"That's it, two dimples for a smile, the most festive."
"But her surname is Hu."
"What's wrong with the surname Hu?"
Yan Lu touched his chin: "Will it remind people of the fox spirit." β
Shang Jingtian: ""Turtle hair is like this, I really want to slap him to death."
He gritted his teeth: "Yan Lu, you're enough." β
Yan Lu stretched his legs, with a reluctant expression. "Okay, then this Hu Min. Ask your ex-girlfriend to tell her to come over early tomorrow morning to sign an agreement. β
Shang Jingtian raised his eyebrows: "Still sign the agreement?" β
Yan Lu spread his hands: "Of course, otherwise she will leave halfway through the work, how will it end." β
"With a daily salary of 100,000 yuan, who is willing to leave halfway?"
Yan Lu was silent for a moment, raised his eyes and looked at Shang Jingtian, his expression was rare serious: "Yu Qianqian is back, do you think it will be?" β
Shang Jingtian was stunned: "It's your fiancΓ©e?" β
Yan Lu said coldly: "I don't have a fiancΓ©e. β
Shang Jingtian smiled gloatingly: "No wonder Mr. Yan offered a price of 100,000 yuan per day, this money doesn't seem to be easy to earn." β
Yan Lu stood up and said lightly: "If 700,000 can solve this top-level trouble, I think it's really worth the money." β