I dragged my legs, which were no longer my own, and came to the interviewer with a large bag and a small bag. I thought I had successfully completed the interview, but the interviewer only asked his subordinates to count the items I had purchased, and at the same time checked the balance in the bank card himself.

After the inventory was completed, the interviewer mechanically told me to go to the conference room and wait for the next round of assessments. Oh my God! Is there another round of assessments? Before I could react, a beautiful woman came up to me and told me how to get to the conference room.

I almost limped to the conference room. If I weren't in the Sky Tower, I would have kicked my high heels into the sky. Evil, what a woman is embarrassed about, I was gladly miserable this time.

On the way to the conference room, I sent a WeChat message to Xinran, telling her that my interview end time was far away, and she didn't have to wait for me if she had something. Then I pushed the door and entered.

There were about seven or eight people sitting in the conference room, all of whom looked like they were coming for an interview. The large conference room was empty, and a few chairs were placed next to it for us interviewees to rest.

I smiled and nodded to the first arrivals, but they all looked at me indifferently as if they were looking at a monster.

I'm a little stupid, people nowadays are really indifferent in some aspects, even if they are competitors, why can't they be open-minded and treat them with a normal heart? Ignoring the gaze of others, I chose a chair and sat down, freeing my feet from my high heels and rubbing my teeth together.

It didn't take long for the interviewer to show up again, and she succinctly announced the next assessment: martial arts. All of our interviewees looked at each other, how do we compare? The interviewer calmly responded to us, there are no rules, whatever we compare, they just need us to compare with the strongest.

Nima, isn't this forcing us to fight in groups? I thought to myself. In the face of a group of competitors who don't know the depths, I choose to keep a low profile. The art of war is cloudy: know yourself and know your opponent, you will not be defeated in a hundred battles, first/find out their way.

I remained silent and waited for the other interviewees to make a decision. One of the burly men, yes, was probably coming for the last one, and he shouted, "Why don't you go together?" ”

Wow, what do you mean? Look down on us fellow women? His suggestion immediately brought the rest of our female interviewers together urgently, temporarily forming a united front. Everyone looked at him with disdain, and then, as if they had agreed, began to attack him in turn.

After a round of attacks, I had some idea of the strengths and weaknesses of all the interviewees. That man does have some skills, that's why he is so big. Those girls were no match for the man on their own, but unfortunately he met me today, a policeman with strict combat training. I have practiced judo, taekwondo, sanda and Wing Chun in SWAT training camps to ensure that I can subdue or hold the murderer in a one-on-one fight in the future.

It's a no-brainer. One by one, the girls were knocked to the ground, and I was the only one left standing in the middle of the field.

The burly man thought I was on par with the girls who had fallen to the ground, and didn't take me seriously. He threw a punch at him, trying to get a quick shot. I certainly wouldn't do, dodging his edge and deftly dodging to the side while kicking a sweep/swing/leg to the bottom of the plate. The burly man reacted quickly and leaped to his feet to dodge my sweep/swing/leg, while his hands grabbed at me like iron claws. I rolled on the ground, then grabbed the burly man's big legs with both hands, took advantage of the momentum to roll over and dodge his iron claws, and swung his fist into his armpit to avoid the weight.