C2 A Beauty Saving a Hero from Trouble

She cleared her throat immediately and dialed the number with her phone. After the call was connected, she said in standard Mandarin, "Hello, hello. My sister picked up my phone by mistake just now. I'm sorry. I'm Zhou Mengmeng."

The phone went silent for a few seconds and a low voice slowly sounded, "Miss Zhou, please come to the company for the interview tomorrow. It is eight o'clock. Please be punctual."

"Okay, definitely."

Although she knew that she had barely passed the interview, she could not help but be happy. She covered her mouth and laughed for a long time before she put down the phone. Nowadays, being able to participate in interviews was equivalent to passing the first round. Tomorrow was the real exam.

The next day, in the morning. Zhou Mengmeng forcefully rejected the temptation of warm blankets and got up early to wash up and change her clothes. She wore a white shirt on her upper body. She opened the top two black diamond buttons, revealing her white and sexy collarbone. She wore a thick, medium-length jacket and a relatively conservative black, knee-length skirt at her waist. He wore a pair of high heels and wiped his lips. He stood in front of the mirror and was slightly stunned. It was true that people relied on clothes. The image of invincibility in youth in the past was replaced by a mature charm. Wasn't this a typical example of changing into a sister in a second!

Zhou Mengmeng combed the hair hanging from her chest to the back of her ears. After making sure that there was no flaw, she practiced the formal smile for a while before carrying her bag and going out.

Zhou Mengmeng admitted that her image was not bad. She could always get the impression during the interview. Although she disdained to rely on her looks to please her superior in the workplace, it was not wrong to dress up carefully.

At the station. She lowered her head and looked at her watch. It was 6: 40. At most 20 minutes after arriving at the company, she admitted that she was a little excited. At this moment, she didn't feel tired at all. The roar of the car arrived as expected. Zhou Mengmeng squeezed into the car door amidst the waves of the crowd. What made her frustrated was that there seemed to be an accident in front of her. Everyone was squeezed in front of the door, only to hear the driver's uncle shouting.

"No, you look like a model. Why can't you pay the fare? If you don't have any change, get out of the car. Don't waste your time here!" The driver simply turned the steering wheel and parked the car.

"Can't I just swipe my card?" The man placed the card beside the entrance.

"Brother, can you stop messing around?! This is not a bus card, this is a credit card. "It can't be swiped! You're wearing a suit and leather shoes, you must be a liar! "

After that, the men and women in front of them started cursing. Zhou Mengmeng, who was standing behind them, could roughly hear them. It was probably because someone got in the car and did not buy a ticket that it caused the anger of the people. She did not pity this man. She only felt that these people were too much. Wasn't it just about the ticket? It wasn't like they would lose a piece of meat if they helped to vote for the ticket.

"Please make way. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. " Zhou Mengmeng leaned sideways and squeezed into the crowd. She finally reached the front and saw the man's back. He was tall and straight. The black suit made him mature and quiet. This was the first time Zhou Mengmeng saw a man who could attract everything just by standing there. Just his back alone. This was the first time Zhou Mengmeng had seen a man who could attract everything just by standing there. Just his back alone was enough to make one's imagination run wild. She had never been infatuated, but at this moment... Zhou Mengmeng made up her mind to save this man with a beautiful aura. She placed the IC card in the sensing area and sent out a "Di - Di -" It was a very clear sound.

Zhou Mengmeng elegantly took the card back and looked at the driver with the corner of her lips slightly raised. "Can we drive now?"

Maybe it was because the professional attire today had a deterrent effect. At that moment, people's voices became much quieter and their eyes were fixed on her face that was full of confidence.

She leisurely turned her head and saw the man's face. In an instant, her breathing stopped.

After all, she was still a beautiful young woman who had all her organs fully developed and had a young girl's exquisite heart. When she saw that face that was as beautiful as a celestial being, her heart still fiercely beat a few times.

Especially his dark, gloomy eyes, which were as calm as a pool of lake water. However, it also seemed as if a thousand layers of waves had swept out, causing countless women to fall in love with him. Zhou Mengmeng was completely dumbfounded. A veteran otaku girl who had been on the internet for so many years actually could not find any handsome 2D or 3D stars that could match her in her mind.

- - - -if she had seen his face just now, she probably wouldn't have been able to save a hero by swiping his card.

"Thank you." The man nodded politely and thanked her. Then, he walked to the back of the bus naturally and held the handrail. Zhou Mengmeng woke up from his deep and magnetic voice. She swallowed her saliva and took a few steps forward stiffly.

This man had completely changed her mood for the interview. It was too, too much of a disaster!

"May I ask your name..."

"Zhou Mengmeng!" Before he could finish, she blushed and rushed to answer. Zhou Mengmeng nervously grabbed the armrest by the side, but she did not know that the thin sweat had already soaked a few strands of hair in front of her forehead. Was he... trying to hit on her? No, no, it should be just ordinary thanks.

"Yes, Mengmeng." A smile appeared in his eyes as he lightly called out this name. His almond eyes were filled with a deep light that disturbed one's mind. "Thank you very much for just now. I'll treat you to a meal."

"Ah... that, I have to go for an interview later!" Zhou Mengmeng could not help but blurt out. This was a job opportunity that she had worked so hard to get. She definitely could not give up just because of a passer-by, even though this passer-by did indeed have the standard face of a main character.

The man was silent. A trace of surprise and disappointment flashed across his eyes. He randomly regained his calm and smiled with an unknown meaning. "I'm sorry, I don't like owing favors for too long."

Zhou Mengmeng was suddenly stunned and said in a daze, "What do you mean by that?" Could it be that this person still had to treat her to a meal? The four big words jumped into her brain - Smelly Scum.

"Get out of the car." His tone was very light, but it carried an unquestionable affirmation and an extremely dangerous aura. She could smell the scent of strangers from this man. And at this moment... Zhou Mengmeng, who was in a daze, had already been pulled out of the car by him. She looked at the bus that was far away and the long string of black exhaust gas. She finally realized that she had been kidnapped.

Moreover, she was willingly taken out of the car by this man in front of everyone's eyes.

She looked around. It wasn't that she wasn't familiar with this place, because every day, she would be able to take a ride and pass by. One of the few five-star hotels in the city, it was a hotel exclusive to rich people that she didn't even dare to think about.

Zhou Mengmeng's mood was very complicated.

"I say... Sir, what do you want to do?"

"Let's eat." He raised his eyebrows as if it was a matter of course. Instead, he looked at Zhou Mengmeng as if she was looking at an idiot, "You don't want to?"

"I... I want to say... I am not a casual girl... "I don't casually come out to eat with people - - - "Ah, actually, I want an interview..." She said a bunch of illogical explanations before finally saying, "Sir, how should I address you?"

He did not answer. Due to his height, he looked down at the girl beside him, who was incoherent, and said something even more inexplicable. "The lipstick is too thick. Wipe it off."

She finally understood that this person was completely not in the same world as her. Putting aside all the formalities and explanations, Zhou Mengmeng straightforwardly explained her thoughts. "Sorry, I really have to go for an interview. Goodbye."

The man easily grabbed her hand and did not use much strength. However, he gave off a suffocating pressure: "Paper." Zhou Mengmeng was instantly killed by the gaze again. She took out a pack of napkin from her bag. She looked at him as he elegantly took out a piece. He held her jaw with his hand and used the paper to slowly rub her lips that were smeared with uneven lipstick. Until the shoddy lipstick completely disappeared.

Her movements were somewhat stiff. It could not be considered gentle, and it could even be considered rough. But Zhou Mengmeng was still immersed in his bottomless eyes. At this moment, her eyes and her heart could not tolerate anyone.

Beauty was really harmful to people.

He threw the used tissue paper into the rubbish bin in a parabola, then grabbed her arm and dragged her into the splendid five-star hotel in front of him. The receptionist greeted him with a full smile. She absolutely admired and was infatuated with this man. As for Zhou Mengmeng, she hid her deep contempt.

Because her temperament was completely different from this kind of high-end place.

Zhou Mengmeng pulled back her hand in embarrassment and looked at him as he naturally took out the gold card and walked into the seat with the melodious sound of the violin. Her hand picked up the menu with clear joints and casually ordered a few dishes.

Most importantly, during the entire process, she did not ask for Zhou Mengmeng's opinion. It was as if he completely ignored her existence.

When the beautiful waitress in formal clothes served two plates of steak and soup, Sabers and forks were already placed in front of her. The most embarrassing thing was that Zhou Mengmeng had only eaten it twice when she was a child. It could not be called Western food... As for how to use the knife and fork in this kind of place...

"Sir." She resolutely raised her head and pursed her lower lips in grief and indignation as she said, "I am from China."

The waiter at the side very politely did not laugh out loud, but his expression of holding back his laughter was very interesting.

"I know, I'm the same." His expression was still calm as he said to the waiter: "Take a pair of chopsticks."

Although the waitress choked fiercely, she still turned around and went to look for chopsticks in this kind of place with her tail between her legs.

"You can eat now." He handed the pair of chopsticks to Zhou Mengmeng and continued to eat the steak with his head down. She had to admit that this was the most painful breakfast she had ever had in her life. She took the chopsticks and finished a plate of steak. As for the soup, she almost spat it out.

Foreigners really have a strong taste! Zhou Mengmeng had never liked western food since she was young. This time, she even had the urge to die.

Zhou Mengmeng lowered her head and looked at her watch. It was already 7: 40. Her interview was about to die in this man's hands!

"Sir, I really have to go for the interview. I will not accompany you after this meal! Goodbye!" Zhou Mengmeng really did not care about her image and rushed out with her bag.

"Wen Ye."

"Ah? She turned around and did not know what the word meant.

"My name is Wen Ye." He repeated it very seriously and Zhou Mengmeng understood. This was his name. But this name sounded familiar, but she could not remember where she had seen it before. She slapped her forehead. Who cares about his name? The interview was the most urgent matter. Surprisingly, Wen Ye did not stop her this time. He let her chase the bus with her high heels.

Her stunning face returned to normal. The man's thin lips spat out words without any emotion. "Clear."

There was such a type of person in the world who believed that owing favors meant that there was a weakness in someone else's hands, so once they owed favors, they would immediately think of a way to resolve it. Obviously, the higher one's status was, the more afraid they would be of this point. Wen Ye was one of them. And this kind of performance was summarized in three words - obsessive-compulsive disorder.

At this time, Zhou Mengmeng was on her way to the company for the interview, but her expression was not very good. These days, her lifestyle had been chaotic and her eating habits had been inverted, causing her stomach to not be very good. In addition to the bumpy ride in the car, there was a disgusting feeling in her stomach. In order to cover up her slightly pale face, she could only take out a makeup box from her bag and put on some light makeup.

In the mirror, she had a little fat. Her skin was very good and she inherited her mother's faint dimples when she smiled. Zhou Mengmeng was not the kind of beauty that was breathtaking at first glance. Instead, it was a kind of warmth and mellow beauty that was attracted to a closer look. Simply put, she was beautiful to the point of having a sense of security.