CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

It was evening after signing the rental contract with the agent. Shen Qingqing came back from the supermarket with a lot of daily necessities. She put those things in order and put two pots of green roses on the balcony. Then she sat down beside the swing and looked down from the mid air of the 32nd floor to see the colorful traffic below.

Later, this was her residence. Although it was a little lonely, it was better than arguing with her mother at home.

Since her father died, she didn't want to stay at home, for fear of seeing her sister's mean face and her mother's unreasonable maintenance. That's why she would go away without hesitation, just afraid of touching the scene.

"Ding Ding..."

A new email tip disturbed her mind. She picked up the mouse to open the mailbox on her notebook and found that it was already an invitation letter for interview signed by Zhanfeng antiques company.

Shen Qingqing couldn't help her heart beating when she saw the signature. The palms of her right hand holding the mouse were sweating, and the mouse became slippery.

Zhanfeng antiques company was once called Shen's antiques shop when his father was alive. Because his father died of heart disease in the office, Shen's loss was too large. Shen had to be auctioned. The buyer was Jiang Shao, Jiang Fengming, the youngest in the antiques industry.

He changed the name of Shen's antique shop to Zhanfeng antique company. It is said that in the past five years, the scale has become bigger and bigger, and he has reached cooperation partners with many companies to enter the transnational market.

Shen Qingqing didn't expect to be popular when she first submitted her resume. After all, the recruitment information said that she needed more than five years of work experience. But now that she is invited for an interview, she is still very excited. No matter what her identity is, she hopes that she can go back to the place where her father has been fighting all her life, even if she is just the most ordinary employee.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining.

The sunshine in spring is the most heartwarming. Shen Qingqing is wearing a black suit, a neat ponytail and a white face. Holding her resume, she sits on the chair at the door of the conference hall waiting.

In front of her were several middle-aged men. She was the youngest in the whole interview. However, when the interviewers came out of the house one by one, they were dejected.

This makes Shen Qingqing even more worried. Listed companies like Zhanfeng rarely recruit people. Thousands of people in a position are crowded out, and she has no work experience. This makes her uneasy. Her shirt is soaked in cold sweat and tightly pasted on her back.

"Next, Shen Qingqing." HR, who is in charge of recruitment, shouts in the room.

She hastily stood up from the stool, and then found that she had arrived.

Shen Qingqing came to the door of the conference hall and looked at the familiar environment and layout. She thought, this is her father's antique shop. There's nothing to be afraid of!

She knocked on the door, coughed and said, "Hello, I'm Shen Qingqing."

HR is a young woman. She is graceful and enchanting. She is also very beautiful. Her long waves roll down her shoulders. She takes a sip of coffee and says in a sweet voice, "well Shen Qingqing, right, a graduate student of history in university a? "

"Yes, I just graduated this year. Before that, I majored in cultural relics and protection at s University in China." Shen Qingqing took the initiative to answer.

The HR raised her eyes, glanced at her, and said, "if I didn't ask you, don't answer. I won't look at it myself!"

Shen Qingqing was afraid, and she bit her lower lip awkwardly. She didn't dare to say a word more.