117 Trouble Unlimited Inc. (12)
Li Ran really wanted to press 3 to hear how beautiful the "Brave New World" really was. But Yan Yueming and Gu Fei agreed that once they pressed 3, they might have to say goodbye to this brave new world, so they resolutely pressed 4.
Although the number 4 is really unlucky.
"Select Package A, Green Mood, press 1."
"Select Package B, Heart Fragrance Seal, press 2."
"Select Set C, Delicious Filling, Press 3."
"Select Set D, Chef's Special, press 4."
"Is this a blind audition?" Gu Fei was surprised.
"Color, fragrance, and taste, one each." Shen Yinchuan said.
Yan Yueming quickly reacted, the "green mood" is the color, the "heart fragrance" is the fragrance, the "delicious sandwich" is the taste, and there is still one "chef's special" left, reminiscent of the "Dining Instructions" at the door of the canteen, this is a chef with personality, I'm afraid it's not easy to choose.
"I'll pick 4." Li Ran said, meeting the eyes of the other three, and explained to himself: "The three of them can't judge any information at all, how to choose?" Since there is no way to choose any of the three, it is better to go all the way to the black, so choose 4. ”
This actually makes sense, everyone exchanged a look with each other, and finally pressed 4.
The female voice on the phone continued to broadcast.
"Please select the number of people you will eat."
Gu Fei counted, good guy, or 4. But at this point, she can only press 4.
"An order is being placed for you."
"Please wait a minute......"
"The chef has taken the order."
"Your dining number is: 4."
"Please come to the restaurant on the 7th floor on time between 11:30 a.m. and 12:30 p.m., and wish you a pleasant meal."
This is the end of the call.
Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, Gu Fei hung up the phone, "What do you think?" ”
Li Ran leaned against the front desk with his arms crossed, "We are No. 4, is it because we chose No. 4, and it is really dark, or are there already 3 groups of people who have ordered a meal before us?" ”
Gu Fei: "We pressed 4 3 times, plus the last 4, 4 4, the same as the phone number." ”
Hearing this, Yan Yueming felt furious in her heart, and couldn't help but tremble. However, he still prefers that the last No. 4 is a normal order, after all, there are so many candidates in the company, and there are many capable people.
There are still ten minutes left until 11:30.
Shen Yinchuan keenly sensed that other candidates were coming, and the four of them immediately moved to the 7th floor without staying longer. At the entrance of the canteen and entertainment area on the 7th floor, there are already candidates waiting, and it is not dazzling for them to come at this time.
However, to Yan Yueming's surprise, Nos. 1, 2, and 3 were not there.
No. 4 Li Ran was on his side, and No. 7 and No. 8 were teammates of No. 1 Jiang Fan, and they appeared at the door of the cafeteria. Yan Yueming paid attention to the entertainment area again, and found that Wu Yuan from No. 5 was sitting on the ground there. He was recognizable, wearing a pair of thick bottle-bottom glasses, looking old-fashioned, but still wearing red studs on his ears, a little rebellious. His teammates were also sitting on the floor, and a group of people didn't know what they were writing with a pen and paper and what they were discussing.
Yan Yueming himself is No. 9, and among the top ten people, No. 6 Bu Xia and No. 10 did not appear.
But the 6th came soon, and it appeared with the troublesome army who came to eat, and there was a person next to her, who was supposed to be her teammate. Yan Yueming felt a little familiar, he must have focused on the photos of this person.
Who is it......
Yan Yueming thought of it, it's number 100! That martial arts champion Chen Ye!
Both of them came by car No. 1, and they didn't enter the examination room with Yan Yueming, so the two sides hardly met each other. But Wen Renjing mentioned Bu Xia to Yan Yueming, and he said that he had seen her when he went to the Go competition.
People who are very good at playing Go, Yan Yueming thinks they are very smart.
As everyone knows, when he observes others like this, others are also observing them.
Yan Yueming has 4 people on his side, ranking 4, 9, 13, and 14 respectively, a proper seeded team. These four people stopped there, and it was hard not to care.
In whispers, the candidates automatically stand against the wall to make way for trouble.
At 11:30, the canteen door opened on time.
Yan Yueming saw the spell master on the opposite side through the long troublesome queue, as well as No. 37 Ma Renai who was mixed in trouble. The two sides waved their hands and waited until this wave of trouble passed, and quickly converged.
Number 38 breathed a sigh of relief, "I can count on seeing you again." ”
Yan Yueming hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Did anything happen after I left? ”
"Sensei." No. 42 pouted and began to complain, "Ma Ren loves that bastard, said that he was going to break into the enemy camp as an undercover agent, and after a trip to the CFO's office, work tasks began to appear on the computer of his desk. He couldn't do it by himself, so he pulled us along, but I came to take the exam, not really to make financial statements! ”
No. 33 also gritted his teeth: "These reports still have to be sent out by email in the end, and there is still a time limit!" ”
Number 41: "I still have numbers spinning in my head!" ”
Passing candidates cast sympathetic glances.
Straight to the point.
Yan Yueming looked at the army of troubles who had already entered the cafeteria, her eyes swept over the nameplates on their chests, and asked, "All these troubles are from the 10th floor?" ”
No. 38 nodded, "That's right, the personnel department also came out." You see that those who have fallen behind are looking like social terror, and they still have their heads down. Zombies are also afraid of society, which is a wonder of the ages. ”
 
; As soon as the words fell, another wave of trouble came.
This batch of trouble came from the design department on the 9th floor.
Immediately after that, there is the marketing department on the 8th floor.
Gu Fei: "Arrange by floor height?" ”
Li Ran: "Obviously. ”
Yan Yueming: "When these people sitting in the office finish eating, it should be the turn of the workshop." ”
Shen Yinchuan: "Hmm. ”
After all the troubles entered, the candidates also moved.
The first warrior to walk into the cafeteria was No. 100 Chen Ye, who shaved his head like a spiritual guy, walked in with a big grin, and then turned around and made an "OK" gesture, smiling and smiling with big white teeth, too hearty.
The others didn't laugh much.
When you walk in, the zombies in the cafeteria turn their heads and salute you, what is the experience? All the candidates present can answer you -
Not wonderful, with a feeling of leaving this brave new world soon.
especially
These zombies still have the same face, but they have a strange posture. Some crooked their necks, some slumped half of their bodies, and some stared.
Others are drooling.
It's hard not to worry about whether their weak and delicate bodies will become each other's meals.
Therefore, many candidates hesitated, only poked at the door, and then cautiously retracted their steps. The black backpack issued by the gas phase has compressed biscuits and jerky, as well as a bottle of mineral water, which is about enough to cover a meal, so it doesn't matter if they miss this meal for the time being.
Some candidates went directly to the entertainment area and stared at the vending machine that Yan Yueming once fancied.
Yan Yueming and the four of them had already ordered a meal, so they naturally went inside. He is not in a hurry to see the vending machine, not to mention what is in the vending machine, there are 100 candidates in the company, and only that one vending machine is definitely not enough.
Unless the vending machine can automatically replenish and supply unlimited quantities, the canteen will have to break in.
The food in the backpack is probably just a buffer left by the gas phase bureau for the candidates.
When something has to be done, courage comes. Yan Yueming took a deep breath, ignored the troublemakers' gazes, which made him goosebumps, and resolutely walked into the cafeteria.
At that time, Chen Yeye and Bu Xia had already found their place, next to the glass wall, and the first table was the first.
Yan Yueming and the four of them walked along their route and found table No. 4 smoothly.
Each table can seat exactly four people, Yan Yueming and Gu Fei sit on one side, and Shen Yinchuan and Li Ran sit opposite. Table 2 sat Jiang Fan's two teammates, No. 7 and No. 8.
There are three low-ranking candidates at table 3, but the fact that they are ranked low in the theory test does not mean that they are not strong. Yan Yueming was able to see them here, so she didn't dare to despise them at all.
There was Yan Yueming's former colleague at table 5.
There were other candidates who also came in, but did not take their seats, and seemed to be waiting.
Everyone has a doubt in their hearts, that is, what do zombies eat?
How can they move so stiffly and slowly, how can they complete such delicate movements as eating? Soon they had an answer, the group of zombies was queuing up to eat, but what came out of the meal window was not the food that had already been burned, but - a large white radish with leaves.
"Ha ???"
"Zombies eat turnips?"
"Why?"
"I don't understand ......"
No one understands why zombies eat turnips, just like no one wants to think about why these zombies are staring at the candidates when they are "clicking" and gnawing on turnips.
The crisp chewing sound is everywhere, making people's scalps tingle.
Ma Renai is going crazy.
He stared at the big white radish in his hand, his face greener than a zombie. If he were to eat such a big radish raw, he would choose to die, and this radish was really huge, huge!
At this time, the chef in a white chef's robe and a top hat came out of the back kitchen with a food cart. The food truck was filled with food, pots and pots covered with silver covers, but the fragrance still spilled from inside.
Everywhere the food truck passed, the zombies slowed down, even stopped eating radishes, and followed the food truck with dull eyes, their mouths slightly open.
Yan Yueming suddenly chuckled in her heart.
Immediately afterward, his fears became reality. The food truck came towards them, but the zombies also followed the food truck, and a group of zombies gnawing on big white turnips, with messy radishes in their hands, approached them crookedly.
The spicy smell of raw radish wafts through the air.
"Ahh I don't know who sneezed.
"Tick." A zombie's saliva fell to the ground.
Bu Xia and Chen Yeye at table 1 bore the brunt, and there were a bunch of zombies around the table. They squeezed me, I squeezed you, and some squatted on the ground.
Stomping on each other.
The face of the boy at table 5 closest to Yan Yueming changed slightly, and he subconsciously stood up and was about to leave, but was quickly pulled by his companion, "Don't be impulsive, don't move, don't move......"
Bu Xia and Chen Yeye didn't move, their faces were very solemn, and they could see that their bodies were tense, but they didn't leave their seats.
Chef trouble to start serving.!