Xi Xuan released the button that had been pressed to close the elevator door.

"Xi Xi, Xi Xi!" The original owner's mother looked at it, and hurried to the elevator side.

However, when she ran to the elevator, the elevator door was completely closed.

"Xi Xi! Where did you go! Where are you!" The original mother did not know the principle of the elevator operation, and thought that this "big monster" had eaten Xi Xie.

After all, the scene just closed really looks like the mouth is closed.

"Well, even if she would take the elevator? I already told my elder brother that even if she went up, there was no way to interview me! This is my offense!" The receptionist said viciously, holding the transparent light plate in his hand.

Rich country.

"Who is this receptionist? She really makes me feel sick!" Ji Xin, dressed in a blue suit, looked at the electronic screen and frowned, and put the wine glass back on the coffee table.

"Let me check." Geng He, with her white sleeves rolled up, sat up in a supine position, took the laptop beside her, and crackled on the keyboard.

One minute later, he gave an answer: "Code 342. Five years ago, I tried to recruit people to rich countries, and then relied on certain forces to successfully get rich countries' green cards and emigrate to rich countries."

"So she was originally a poor country?" Someone was surprised.

Because they are originally poor people, it is not necessary to report her real name in the presence of these rich sons-in-law of the rich country, only a code is given.

Even if she moved, even though she became a rich country on the surface, she still couldn't hide her pedigree.

"Also, otherwise, how could she be so good to another girl from a poor country just now? But she is really embarrassed. The gift to others is not very valuable. After all, the other party is only a poor country person, but it ca n’t be expired. The faces of our rich people! "

"Rich people?" Ling Che's black eyes in the black shirt flickered, and his hand holding the champagne glass was loose—

Thousands of crystal wine glasses fell to the ground.

There was a playful smile in the corner of his mouth, and he looked up at the crowd and said, "She will soon be gone."

*

Xi Yan stood calmly in the elevator with a look on his face.

If it hadn't been known that she was from a poor country, the middle-aged man standing by her must have thought she was the little princess of a rich country.

"Are you here for the interview?" After a long while, the middle-aged man asked first.

"Um." Xi Yan just snorted.

Very casual attitude!

Middle-aged men have been interviewers for so many years, and this is the first time that they have met such a poor countryman.

Immediately in his mind was the **** sons of rich nations who were hard to serve.

Well, the poor, timid and poor people from the poor countries who serve them are driven away or scared away.

So, this little girl would they find it interesting?

"I'm an interviewer. I think there is still some time now, or else you should introduce yourself to me?" The middle-aged man said very friendly.

In the past, others looked at him eagerly and wanted him to give them a chance to go to rich countries, but now, when the interviewer sees Xi Xi, he feels the other way around.

As if Xi Yan didn't like rich countries, the interviewer came to beg her.

Xi Xi heard the man as an interviewer, and was reluctant to glance at him.

"My name is Xi Yan, 19 years old, female, gone."