ace power spy in the city

Chapter 35 The Fake Foreign Devil
Li Bei left Bai Lu and the others, took an elevator by himself, and came to the multifunctional floor of Baiyunjian Hotel. The interviews for new employees of Bai's Group were held on this floor.

Li Bei first went to the office in charge of registration, filled in his job application information, received a number plate for entering the venue, and then went to the multifunctional conference hall at one end of the corridor. Like many young job seekers, he found a cleaner seat and sat down. Make a final effort for the upcoming interview by memorizing the information.

If there is no unexpected situation, Li Bei believes that this interview will go smoothly, and his job search will be very successful.

The information in his hand was given by Bai Lu, which was basically the standard answers to the interview questions, just like playing a game, as long as he didn't fail to remember the answers, he could pass the level smoothly.It's not that Bai Lu took care of him on purpose, but Bai Lu hoped that he would give up his original intention and stop entering the third department of sales. At the same time, in exchange, Bai Lu provided interview materials to help him pass the barrier smoothly and enter the first department of sales.

Since the last bet that Li Bei showed off his Japanese skills, Bai Lu felt a little regretful at the time, and felt that he should not have agreed to work in the third department of sales. After all, the business of the third department is too important. Such an unreliable person went to work in the third department, and she was worried that it would cause trouble.

However, she can't regret it casually. Since she made a bet and Li Bei won the bet, she should have arranged for Li Bei to enter the third department unconditionally, so after repeated twists and turns, she and Li Bei reached an agreement. Such a quid pro quo.

In fact, for Li Bei, whether it is the three sales subjects or the first sales subject, they are just a place to dawdle. He thinks it doesn't matter.

In the multi-functional conference hall, Li Bei looked at the materials for a while, and felt that he had memorized the interview answers thoroughly, so he put the materials on the table, lit a cigarette, and admired the beauties around him.

Most of these beauties are reading books in silence, each of them looks dull, and they don’t talk to each other, they are all seriously preparing for the interview. After all, everyone is here to compete for employment. In this kind of occasion, there is only competition, and it is impossible to get to know each other and make friends .

At this time, a tall and handsome guy walked up to Li Bei generously. He sat down, took out a cigarette, lit it, and said, "This gentleman, can I borrow a fire?"

Li Bei glanced at him, lighted up the lighter, and handed it over.

"Thank you."

The handsome guy took a puff of his cigarette and asked casually, "By the way, this gentleman is also here to apply for a job. I don't know your last name, what position is he competing for?"

"Miangui's surname is Li, and Li Bei is in the Department of Sales."

Li Bei felt that his colloquial habits were a bit strange, like those fake foreign devils who deliberately carried them, so he squinted and glanced at the resume on his desk:
Wang Zhigao, graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology in the United States, has a master's degree in marketing, the captain of the college football team, and has worked on Wall Street for one year. Target position: Sales Department [-].

Li Bei couldn't help shaking his head in his heart: he really is a fake foreign devil.With such a high degree of education and such good conditions, why come here to grab a job?
"Coincidentally, I also applied for the sales department. I heard that this sales department is a temporary recruitment. There is only one indicator. The two of us are probably competitors..." Wang Zhigao also glanced at the resume on Li Bei's desk Information: Li Bei, a junior college graduate, no working experience, no specialties, target position: Sales Department [-].

Wang Zhigao couldn't help smiling, and said: "I'm sorry, maybe I made a mistake. Mr. Li should not be my competitor. Judging from your resume, Mr. Li doesn't have much advantage, and he probably won't be able to pass the first round. One off."

The first hurdle he mentioned refers to the first round of interviews. Because of the special nature of the sales position, two interviews are required. The first interview is equivalent to the primary selection, and the shortlisted candidates are determined 2 to 1. Individual competition, and then the female president Bai Lu personally presided over the second interview, and selected one person to officially join the job.

With the interview answers given by Bai Lu and Bai Lu's personal promise in his hand, Li Bei was not worried about this competition at all, no matter how capable the opponent was, he would not be afraid at all.

Li Bei heard that there was a sense of underestimating himself in his words, and he felt a little unhappy, "Mr. Wang, right, do you think that I can't even pass the primary election and I am not qualified to be your competitor?"

Wang Zhigao said with a smile: "I'm sorry, maybe I've lived in the West for a long time, and my words are more straightforward, which hurt your self-esteem. But I think honesty and straightforwardness are an advantage. As long as I think it is scientific and reasonable, I will I will state my opinion directly and I have no intention of changing it."

He glanced at the crowd in the hall again and said: "For example, in this hall now, there are at least ten people competing with you for the same job. Each of them has a good education or a good working background, but It's a pity that Mr. Li doesn't seem to have any advantages, and I believe that even in the preliminary stage of the interview, the interviewer is not willing to spend more time on you."

It's kind of hurtful to say this, it's like a high-ranking elite said to a low-level hangsi with a contemptuous attitude: You have nothing, why are you flirting with girls, don't come out and shame yourself.

However, the fact is so helpless, two resumes are placed on the same table, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground, no one has anything to say.

Li Bei stood up and slowly put away the resume materials on the table, "Since you talked about science and rationality, I just want to ask you one thing. You should be very clear when you come back from the United States. In the presidential election, does *** have any advantage over Hillary? Why was he able to pull down Hillary and finally be elected president?"

Wang Zhigao was slightly taken aback. He didn't expect that this good-for-nothing was so clever. He could refute it with the example of *** attacking Hillary. It was really hard for him to answer.

Li Bei looked at him again and said, "Mr. Wang, I admit that honesty is your strength, and straightforwardness is also your strength, but your sense of superiority and a kind of arrogance from the West, in my opinion, are a Shit, if you want to use 'disadvantage' to describe it, it's an insult to the Chinese vocabulary."

"..." Wang Zhigao frowned, feeling angry for a while.

He restrained the anger in his heart and said: "In this case, Mr. Li, I respect your point of view and am happy to cheer for you. At the same time, as your competitor, I would like to apologize for the gaffe just now." He stood up Come, stretch out your hand and say, "Mr. Li, I wish you success."

Li Bei was a little annoyed by him, cursed hypocrisy secretly, and stretched out his hand, intending to shake his paw casually and leave.

But as soon as the two hands were held together, a sly smile flashed in Wang Zhigao's eyes, "Mr. Li, please allow me to tell you one thing. I used to play for the MIT football team. Our football team There is a culture in the team that shakes hands between opponents, and the stronger the handshake, the more respect you have for each other, so please allow me to pay tribute to you in this way."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Li Beitong's disagreement, he gritted his teeth secretly, and thrust a force into his right hand, intending to squeeze Li Bei's soft little hand into a ball of mud on the spot.

(End of this chapter)