What she said to Omer was naturally true, and the Emperor was indeed very optimistic about this Mr. Linton, and the expectations were so high that he even planned for her to 'interview'.

In this world, there are only a few veteran employees of Penguin Logistics, such as Angel, Texas, Croissant, Mostima, Is, and Kong.

Iss was too busy to be here, but several others could act as interviewers.

The angel who seems to be a child's play, and the Ke Song who seems to be a money addict, will come in a decent way in the face of this kind of work.

But if you have to say who is the strictest, it's Mostima vs. Texas, which seems to be the most indifferent.

But the latter was not found.

Mostima knew very well that she was forced to work overtime by her boss, and it was clear that this was her vacation.

But if it's interesting, it doesn't matter.

At this point, the difference between her and the Angels of Power, or the difference from her clan, is not very big—

——Refers to the pursuit of fun.

It's just because of the influence of power and what she saw and heard during the journey that her emotional performance has always been a little weak.

So that if it is unintentional on weekdays, it will show a little strange indifference.

The power of time can dilute many of the user's feelings, but Mostima doesn't think it's a side effect, after all... Before she picked up the pair of staffs, she was already quite 'indifferent'.

But if it's those so-called 'traversers', it doesn't matter, right?

Although their performance is not uniform, some are superficial, but some are implemented, but they all show a certain understanding of everyone.

Even the accuracy of some of the viewpoints is exceptional.

That's probably the analysis of the role of the big guy...... Omer's heart was speechless, in his 'otherworldly memory', the original owner of this memory did not like to look at those analyses.

The original owner of this memory is an indifferent mobile gamer.

Card drawing, stamp collecting, plot skips, occasionally in the mood to find out and see, the greatest sensitivity to text is in the level requirements, and occasionally flipping through the files of certain characters.

Then I began to step into the post bar, Weibo, forum, Q group, and began to gallop the royal key, as if I knew it very well.

It's a delicate memory, and even not everyone in question feels a little embarrassed.

"I need to correct something, Miss Mostima."

A man can refuse half of the umbrella handed by a beautiful girl, if he is not interested in amorous feelings, he has no intention of amorous feelings.

This is also very suitable for the offensive environment of yin and yang.

Mostima has rated him quite highly so far, and he knows that the boss will definitely be more satisfied.

But the other party really has no intention of doing this, and there is no way to do it.

It's like the other party is facing the coffee he recommended at the moment, but he is carrying a spoon in his hand to stir the delicate angel latte art into a bubble in a dark liquid.

- It's the first time she's seen such a 'cruel' person.

"That is, there is a clear difference between my situation and those 'time-travelers' you know, and even the part of the otherworldly memories that are 'time-travelers' probably haven't kept up with the version."

Foam and liquid poured into the mouth, and Mr. Linton's face did not change with the taste of coffee.

He was so businesslike that he reminded Mostima of another friend, whose impression was as red as a little music, but if a little music was a dancing flame, that friend was a quiet flame.

It was only at the moment when the explosion swelled that the anger burned out.

Everyone is the same person who suppresses their emotions.

She couldn't help but sigh.

The difference was that she had turned into a dark blue flame that looked lacking in heat due to the contamination of foreign matter.

And he and his friend were deliberately suppressing, as if they were constantly raising the temperature of the core of the refining furnace.

When will it explode? Was it when he was transformed into the beast?

Mostima thought about it, thinking that it was still the face he had collapsed when he first came out of the police station to get a higher score.

"By the way, I'm sorry for breaking the latte art."

"Because I'm a person with a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, I don't like latte art as an add-on that can easily destroy the mess."

“……”

"I noticed you just stared at me and messed with it."

The other party looked at himself who was blinking, and even explained honestly.

It's not like the fiery red friend, it's more like the white man who doesn't know where to go now.

Thinking of the man who had been the captain but had turned the other way around, Mostima couldn't help but think that such paranoia should not be rare, and should not be easily placed on a young man who had only known him for a long time.

"But it's time for you to get down to business, right? Miss Mostima. After another sip, the young man directly wiped out the whole cup of coffee, and it could be seen that his mood did not improve, and he was still in a hurry.

"I can see that you have been observing me and wandering, is this a sense of ceremony after refusing to join, or will you make up for the interview session?"

At this point, it was impossible for Mostima to remain silent, so she clasped her hands together on the soda in front of her.

The soda was deep blue, as if it had smeared her tongue and brain, and thoughts would rise and explode one after another like small bubbles.

And one of them made her understand how she should start:

"There's a proposal, I think, you should know about Baison."

Baison Peters, a former employee of Penguin Logistics, or a temporary worker, an honest child with his real name, was originally the heir of his father's company, and coming to Penguin Logistics as an employee is just a part of his growth experience.

For the people of this world, Baisson has no name at all, and Fengchi Logistics has not been opened to this world at all.

But for those who know about them, it's a name worth mentioning.

“……”

So before she could say the next sentence, under the other party's slightly furrowed brows, her eyes were no longer confused, but suddenly realized:

"Temps, you say?"

At the end, he said with a smile: "Can I still have the treatment of the eldest young master?" ”

"At Penguin Logistics, the boss's appreciation will be more important than anything else."

"Then I can really consider it."

Looks... There really isn't much of a trace of paranoia, and it's even surprisingly easy to talk all the time.

But will that be all?

Think of that fiery red friend, think of that pale man.

A person who will take the initiative to put pressure on himself for a long time, if he does not have abnormal persistence, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public.

The boss is looking for excitement for himself......

It is conceivable that this is a bomb that exploded at some point, but Mostima is also complaining about penguins, as if he has a 'I don't care' attitude.

"But Miss Mostima."

"Huh?"

Always smiling, but the inner drama is extraordinarily rich, the fallen angel sucked the straw and looked up at the somewhat embarrassed young man opposite.

"It's a bit out of place, but I'd like to ask if you've ever paid attention to the promotions at a supermarket near you?"

Thanks to Bahr, Delili the world's first cute, DJ Raven 233 for the tip.

Thank you, thank you, alas, it's December 2nd, and I feel that the wound is getting better so slowly, I'm afraid that it won't be better if I go back to the end of the medication and go for a reexamination......

(End of chapter)