C24 Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up for this interview

After thinking for a moment, Yu Xiaoxiao snapped her fingers, and her beautiful eyes narrowed, "How about we push him to the plaza to watch the aunties dance?"

"Puff ?"

When these words were spoken, the interviewer, who had intended to drink the water, immediately spat out the tea in his mouth.

The other interviewers looked at Yu Xiaoxiao in disbelief, unable to speak a word.

Girl, aren't you afraid of getting beaten up for this interview?

As if she had felt the peculiar aura in the room, Yu Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrow, and scanned the interviewer's face, and then asked: "Is there a problem?"

"En..." "No." The man who asked the first question was still as calm as ever. After a brief observation, one could see the man's eyebrows furrow inaudibly, "The interview is over. You can leave now."

"Alright."

Hearing that, Yu Xiaoxiao nodded her head, got up and left the interview room.

The interview continued as usual. After an unknown amount of time, the last person to be interviewed finally ended the interview.

The other ten or so interviewers arranged the interview documents in their records and handed them to the man in the last position. After collecting all the information and comparing them, they marked the names of each interviewer.

Seeing Yu Xiaoxiao's name, the man frowned. Compared to the other interviewees, this woman seemed more like she was here to handle the interview.

Yu Xiaoxiao seemed to know nothing about nursing. The last question was brought up by him against her, and she did not ask the other interviewees.

Sure enough, her answer was simply shocking.

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses frowned. He simply could not imagine how Yu Xiaoxiao would be able to come into contact with that man. With his temper, this Yu Xiaoxiao should be chased away very quickly.

When he came back to himself, the man wrote a zero behind Yu Xiaoxiao's name and closed the file.

At this moment, in the same room on the upper floor of the interview building.

A man sat in a wheelchair, his eyes lightly resting on the scenery outside the French window.

His side face was fair and handsome. The sunlight was filtered by the layers of curtains that covered his entire body. It gave him a sense of beauty.

"Knock, knock." The sound of knocking on the door interrupted the man's thoughts.

Withdrawing his gaze, Qi Qingfeng raised his slender finger and pressed on his sore forehead, then opened his mouth and "Come in".

The door was opened with permission.

"Sir," the person respectfully bowed as soon as he entered the door, "There were nine people interviewed just now, and we have examined each and every one of their abilities. This list records each interviewer's results, please take a look."

The man wearing the gold-rimmed glasses said as he walked a few steps forward and handed the list over to Qi Qingfeng.

Qi Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and glanced at the document, and his lips curled into a teasing smile.

"No matter how good my results are, it's useless for my two legs, right?"

After Qi Qingfeng said this, he glanced at the man with gold-rimmed glasses and retracted his gaze.

"Master is doing this for you."

"Heh ?" Qi Qingfeng's smile became wider, and he did not try to refute what he had just said, but picked up the information beside his hand and started to look through it one by one.

Qi Qingfeng glanced at the names on the list and the labels at the back.