Chapter 8: Win the heart of your future husband to win the honor of your family

"In our position, there is a rigid standard, which is to know two or more foreign languages, be able to do basic translation, and have a Mandarin certificate. I think you are like a Beijinger?"

Zhao Feiran cut off Pei Jinxing's thoughts and watched him ask step by step.

Pei Jinxing looked at Zhao Feiran again, and there seemed to be no emotion in his lazy eyes. He slowly asked without answering, "Do you have a chair?"

He doesn't want to stand.

Zhao Feiran was choked.

This is for job search.

Do you still have to serve me well?

There was no way, he could only bear the surprise: "...Then I'll move it for you?"

"Go."

“…”

Just these two words of answer made Zhao Feiran feel that the person in front of him was not a worker who was eager to find a job, but a noble young man who was arrogant and arrogant?

Zhao Feiran originally wanted to ask what made him feel wrong, but she didn't expect Pei Jinxing to respond. After a few seconds of stalemate, he really couldn't get out of Taiwan and cursed in his heart, but he could only bite the bullet and move a chair to Pei Jinxing to send it.

He doesn't understand.

Why is he really shocked by this beautiful young man?

Pei Jinxing sat down with the flow, spread his long legs, and raised his jaw slightly: "Thank you, continue."

Zhao Feiran: “…”

Who is interviewing whom?

In the end, he was very upset.

He was not optimistic about the young man in front of him. In Zhao Feiran's opinion, he was just an arrogant and arrogant boy, just a little bit beautiful?

Where did the boss look at him differently?

and.

He looked at his email resume again.

——Just 23 years old?

Understanding his actual age, at this age when he just graduated, his personal abilities are easily estimated, and in some cases they are linked, Zhao Feiran couldn't help laughing out loud and sneered.

"How much do you know about foreign languages?"

Pei Jinxing didn't seem to see his expression change: "Which language do you mainly need?"

"English and French are necessary, the other one is casual."

"Can."

"You can do it? How far?"

Pei Jinxing still had that expression, his tone was depressed, and he slowly said, "I haven't passed the exam, so there is no problem with communication."

Zhao Feiran was choked. If Shen Zhouyi hadn't given the opportunity, he would have wanted to drive this arrogant guy out!

What is this?

Don't have a systematic exam for the interview?

He is here to tease him?

"Are you sure you know? Then you can read a few poems or articles in English and French languages, plus translation." Zhao Feiran put his hands on his chest and leaned back, and no longer had any expectations.

"Which capital is OK?"

"Anyway, as long as you speak well."

Pei Jinxing gently tapped the screen of his mobile phone, his eyes narrowed and seemed to be thinking about what poems he would read.

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Shen Zhouyi stood in the corridor outside the door. She slid to answer the call, and still whispered: "Hello."

Two short words, an indescribable sense of alienation.

On the phone, it was her grandfather, the leader of the Shen family, the electronic technology enterprise in the southwest region, Shen Jianghai.

And she followed her mother's surname and her father married into the Shen family.

"I heard that you opened a gallery and someone gave you a gift."

"Yes, thank you."

However, Shen Zhouyi's voice was so gentle, giving people the illusion that she was easy to control and was a good boy. Shen Jianghai did not lay the groundwork and his tone was always tough: "Next month, that young master will come to Yongcheng on a business trip. You can meet and get along with each other, and you will also have a emotional foundation when you get engaged in the future."

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The man sitting on the chair casually gave her a look.

Shen Zhouyi raised his eyes.

Crashed into his seductive eyes.

Although his eyes are indifferent, when he meets them, it is easy for people to think and their hearts to fly.

Pei Jinxing looked at her indifferent embarrassment, and looked like she was smiling, as if she was having a good temper. She glanced at her and said lazyly, "Jours sombres et faire l’amour avec vous."

His voice is very superior, low-magnetic and lazy, and it listens to it in his ears, which makes people dizzy, which is very suitable for reading aloud.

Shen Zhouyi's eyelids were stuttering when he heard this.
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