Ground floor

Third floor

Seventh floor

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In the elevator, Bu Yanxi stared at the constantly beating floor numbers, the hand holding the information folder clenched involuntarily, and the consistent smile on her face gradually stiffened.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator stopped on the eightieth floor.

"It's here, please." The male secretary took her around the corridor with a sense of space, and Rong Sang was already waiting for them at the door.

His gaze collided with the light brown phoenix eyes with a hint of a smile, Bu Yanxi staggered a step for no reason, but saw him greet him with a calm expression, turned his head and said to the male secretary, "You go to the meeting in a while, make a record." ”

The male secretary was startled, and couldn't help but glance at Bu Yanxi quietly, and then answered "yes" and retreated with interest.

"You'll have a meeting later?" Seeing him leave, Bu Yanxi couldn't help but ask, "Did I disturb you?" ”

Rong Sang didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he just led her into the office and closed the door casually.

She blinked and looked at him bably.

"Let's sit down first." He raised his chin slightly, gestured to the sofa, and then turned to walk towards the agarwood cabinet, "What do you want to drink?" My friend brought some coffee back from his last trip to Vietnam, would you like to try it? ”

"Coffee from Vietnam?" She put the folder on the desk in front of the sofa and asked in surprise, "Men and women?" ”

"Female."

"Oh......" she nodded knowingly, and as she took out the recorder, she said with a sigh of regret, "I don't drink coffee in the afternoon, blacktea is fine." ”

She doesn't speak quickly, her attitude is polite, if it weren't for someone who is familiar with her habits, she would really think that she has a plan like "no coffee in the afternoon".

Rong Sang opened the coffee's hand, raised his eyes and glanced at the black tea on his desk, and continued to carry out his movements slowly and methodically, "The coffee is refreshing, it will help you in the interview for a while." ”

Bu Yanxi straightened up and wanted to say something, but in the end he leaned into the sofa and watched without saying a word as he brought the fragrant coffee to the table.

Vietnamese coffee with a strong mellow aroma, wafting in the air, Bu Yanxi shook her mind a little, she felt that the sofa had collapsed, turned her head, and Rong Sang had already sat down next to her.

It was clear, like the breath of Jatamansi, but Rong Sang was actually a little away, but his tall and beautiful figure sat down, as if he was carrying a little oppression.

"Writing on my face?" found that she was staring directly at herself, Rong Sang's expression did not change, and her eyebrows and eyes were still calmly smiling.

Bu Yanxi used to only think that he was personable, kind to everyone, and didn't care much about anything, and he didn't eat the tranquility of fireworks in the world. Later, I found out that this kind of man is the best at disguise, clearly revealing superiority from his bones, strong and confident, and he wants to pretend to be a gentleman.

However, it is precisely because of this that it is addictive.

"Nope." Bu Yanxi reached for the recorder.

Rong Sang didn't care either, and picked up the information on the case to read.

"Hey! Don't! Finding out about his actions, Bu Yanxi immediately pretended to be calm, and grabbed the paper in his hand in shock.

There are also notes specially annotated by her, how embarrassing it is to be seen!

However, Rong Sang raised the hand holding the information slightly, and Bu Yanxi grabbed it and threw it directly on his knee.

Unaware, Rong Sang asked in surprise, "This is not a model interview for me?" ”

"It's not." Bu Yanxi straightened up awkwardly, and was scolding in her heart, their newspaper still wanted to dig up some big news about Rong's family, how could they give any interview template.

Rong Sang tilted his head to look at her, "The first time to run to visit?" ”

"It's not." She shook her head, "But most of the interviews I did before were veterans, and many of them had post-war trauma syndrome, so I would indeed give a general interview direction, which is different from this kind of exclusive financial interview." ”

"If you're so honest, aren't you afraid you won't get useful information from me?"

"It's rare for me to substitute for the class, and Rong Shaodong, who has been through a hundred battles, will definitely show the love of his classmates and let me go back and give an explanation, right?"

Her slightly flattering expression fell on Rong Sang's eyes, and he was noncommittal, "Then if I don't see you today, how are you going to deal with others?" ”

"Uh......" Bu Yanxi was speechless for a while.

"So." Rong Sang helped her open the voice recorder, and then pushed away the paper in his hand, with a bright and selfless and strategic, "You don't know me now, interview me with prepared words." ”