C3 Interview

With her pretty face, she looks elegant and intellectual. It seemed that she had already walked out of the setback from that day, and appeared in front of her in the form of a victor.

And she clearly saw Qingke too. Her gaze was calm and carried a faint mocking tone.

Qingke turned around and did not look at her. When the alcohol came over, that kind of heart-piercing pain came back. It was unknown who it was for.

Suddenly, a uniform sound came from outside the door. It was the sound of leather shoes. Qingke did not have time to look over when she saw more than twenty people in suits walking into the hall. She stretched out her hand to put the crowd behind her. After that, a Rolls-Royce Silver Succubus steadily stopped at the entrance.

A man stepped out of the car and instantly attracted everyone's attention. The crowd let out a soft scream. Just now, Qingke felt that the bodyguards in suits were very handsome, but after seeing this man, only then did she know what it was like to have someone better than you. There was always someone better than you.

He walked in with steady steps, and when he walked, he carried the clothes on his body. Every wrinkle was perfect. One look and you could tell that the suit was made of expensive materials. The design was also made by a world-class designer, and the difference was... There was the word "Night" embroidered on the collar, and there was a unique golden silk wrapping around the cuff. From the looks of it, it was actually one of a kind in the world.

Qingke swallowed her saliva and her gaze could not leave his body no matter what.

When her gaze was fixed on his face, she could not help but sigh. The heavens were not fair.

His face was as hard as a knife. The outline was clear and his eyebrows slanted. His hair was as black as ink. Although he was wearing sunglasses, one could still imagine the depth of his eyes that were like dazzling black diamonds. If one was not careful, one would fall into it. Under his high nose bridge was a sexy, slightly pursed lips. For some reason, when Qingke saw his lips, it was as if her heart missed a beat.

When he walked past Qingke, a familiar aura hit his face.

He lifted his hand and took off his sunglasses. His long and well-proportioned fingers had clear joints. He casually threw it away and someone immediately went forward to take it.

"Hello, CEO."

The twenty bodyguards all bowed at a standard 90-degree angle. Seeing this, everyone bowed, only... Only Qingke was still staring at him stupidly, appearing especially out of place among the crowd with their waists bent.

"What are you doing? You don't know the rules at all. You can leave. You don't have to participate in the interview anymore."

A person who looked like a director fiercely reprimanded her. When the other applicants saw this, they also laughed.

"A love-struck girl dares to apply for an interview in a Xun's company?" His tone was full of ridicule.

Once someone started the interview, the sarcasm would come one after another. Qingke lowered her head and looked particularly embarrassed. It was also because Soong Wanwan was there that she did not want to be compared with her.

Xunye had already gone upstairs. When he heard the commotion downstairs, he immediately saw the person in question lowering his head. Looking from this angle, he saw that she was biting her lips and her face was vaguely red.

The corner of Xunye's mouth curled up and he smiled devilishly. He leaned over slightly and said something to the assistant beside him before turning around and going upstairs.

The assistant sent Xunye upstairs like a lackey, then turned around and changed his face to a different person. He quickly walked in front of Qingke.

"The CEO asked you to go upstairs. Get ready."

After saying that, he had a look of disgust, as if he was afraid that if he stayed with her for too long, he would be hated together with her. The surrounding people also had expressions of schadenfreude, waiting to watch a good show. Especially Soong Wanwan. Although she was laughing, there was still unresolvable ridicule and hatred in her eyes.

Qingke shook her head and resigned herself to her fate as she went upstairs. Every step was like stepping on cotton. Sigh, looks like this interview is definitely not going to happen. Who asked me to stare at someone for the first time and see a god? It would definitely make others think that she was just a smitten girl.

Qingke gently knocked on the door. Although there was no hope, she still had to maintain the most basic courtesy.

There was no response in the room. Seeing that the door was closed, she quietly pushed the door and went in.

What entered her eyes was actually a color of blue. That kind of oppressive feeling was like she had experienced it somewhere before. A huge office desk was placed in the middle, and behind it were two rows of bookshelves. They were neatly arranged and filled with books. There was also a window that could be called a wall, which occupied the best view here. Almost everything in the city could be seen. There was a tea table beside the window and a sofa on both sides.

He was standing by the window, holding a cup of coffee in his hand. He looked at her with an elegant and carefree manner.

The sunlight shone through the pure window and refracted clean colors on his body. His perfect outline was hidden in the sunlight and he actually looked like an angel with light all over his body. Qingke could not help but stare blankly again.

"Does he look good?"

A low and charming voice entered Qingke's ears. It was so pleasant to the ear that it almost numbed her neural consciousness.

"It looks good."

After staring blankly for a long time, she finally reacted.

"No... I'm not that..."

A small face instantly turned red, burning hot.

He suddenly moved and placed the coffee in his hand on the coffee table. Step by step, he approached Qingke. This girl was too interesting. It had been a long time since he had met such a girl. It had really been a long time, so long that he had almost forgotten that person's appearance.

The custom-made leather shoes hit the marble floor step by step, producing a clear sound. However, it hit Qingke's body one after another, confusing her heart. Seeing him approaching step by step, Qingke was able to continuously retreat. The aura around his body was too oppressive. She felt that she was almost unable to breathe.

Suddenly he sped up his pace and Qingke was caught off guard and took a step back. Her back was pressed against the cold wall and Xunye pressed down. At that moment, Qingke immediately turned her head.

So close, so close, almost...

He used one hand to hold Qingke within the range of his control, and his other hand brushed past her hair. Slowly sliding down, he gently caressed her eyebrows and nose. His cold fingers caressed her lips. Qingke could almost feel the lines on his finger. And that numb feeling.

No way, no way. The interview had not even started yet. How could it be an unspoken rule? No way, no way...

Qingke had already completely panicked. She no longer had any strength left in her legs. She could only lean against the wall with all her might to prevent herself from being forcefully supported by her body.

Xunye looked at her closed eyes and frowned. It was really funny. His hand was still on her lips. He could even feel her trembling slightly. Her delicate and pretty face was covered in a layer of sweat. She thought about what happened last night. Xunye felt a fire surging in his body. He suddenly wanted to teach this girl a lesson.