"Gone ?!" The interviewer was shocked!

In each interview in the past, although the people who came to the interview were very nervous, and some of them were incomplete, but who did not always prepare a long paragraph to introduce themselves?

He even saw someone say he had forgotten a word halfway, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket to read it!

But this girl named Xi Yan, she only has a short sentence? And really only introduced her name and age? What sex, he can see it!

"Nothing." Xi Yan acted calmly.

"Uh ..." The interviewer was embarrassed.

At this time, the elevator reached the corresponding floor, which just gave him time to relieve the embarrassment.

"Xi Yun, shall we talk in the advanced room?" He said.

"I'm afraid not," Xi said, shrugging, looking at the security guard who was approaching her behind the interviewer. "Look, it looks like someone is coming to arrest me."

"Hello Mr. Zhang." The tall and mighty security guard greeted the interviewer respectfully.

"What's wrong?" The interviewer wondered why he came over.

There is also no need for security here.

"I was ordered to take Xi Yan down." The security guard turned to Xi Yan's body.

The fierce look seemed to be that Xi Gang was a criminal robbed with a gun.

"Ha? Whose life do you take? Why take her down?" The interviewer raised his eyebrows and felt speechless.

He was still thinking about how to bring Xi Yi to rich countries smoothly. Why did the security guard think Xi Xi was leaving?

"It was the order of the receptionist lady. She said Xi Xi did not meet our requirements at all and would not cook or clean."

After hearing this, the interviewer looked at Xi Wei, wondering and hesitantly asked, "You ... really don't?"

In the interviewer's impression, shouldn't poor people be able to handle such things? Shouldn't cooking and hygiene be a racial talent for poor people?

But when he saw Xi Yan's eyes, he had a faint guess in his heart.

Oh my god, is this sister paper really not? !!

"Well." Xi Xi certainly said no.

She did n’t really go to rich countries to be slaves to those people. If she really spends her time doing these housework, what chance does she have to achieve equality between the two countries?

After receiving the affirmative answer from Xi Zheng, the interviewer who still had a trace of fluke broke down!

He resisted the urge not to drag his hair in front of the security guard and Xi Xi, and he burst into a smile and said to Xi Xi, "You come with me first."

"But the interviewer, she didn't meet the requirements, so you let her in?" The security guard looked grim.

If this were the case in the past, the interviewer would have been rushing.

What's going on today? Instead of rushing people, but also bringing people in?

The interviewer looked blankly, "Are you an interviewer, am I an interviewer? Do I have to explain things to you?"

In rich countries, class hierarchy is very severe. The division of classes is mainly based on income.

For example, the interviewer's income is definitely more than that of the security guard, so the identity of the two of them must be the interviewer's status.

So, the interviewer said so, the security guard did not dare to say a word.

Xi Zheng smoothly followed the interviewer into the room.

Because the entire building is decorated in the style of a rich country, the room is also very luxurious and spacious.