I'm in Terra, governing a weird little country.

Huerhaiya watched the man who pretended to adjust his tie and sleeves walk into the room with his head held high, pursed his lips, and felt a moment of doubt in his heart.

Why isn't it me?

But soon, she put this doubt behind her.

It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of order.Maybe the resume was turned upside down when it was placed on the table, so it was read from the last one?

With my perfect resume and my ability to be a senior agent in Melander, there is no reason why I can't get an interview with a small rural government... right?

.............

The interviewees entered and walked out one after another, with expressions on their faces ranging from excitement to disappointment, mixed with overjoyed, confident of winning, or lost and regretful.

After sending away the penultimate interviewer on the list, Ernst looked at Holhaiya's name at the end, hesitated, and closed the book.

Wei Na, who acted as the deputy interviewer, curiously asked the question that had been held in her heart for a long time:

"Did Mr. Ernst plan to hire Miss Joyce from the beginning?"

Ernst shook his head: "Not really."

"Then why did you only remind her not to reveal the interview information after leaving the house?" Wei Na was puzzled.

Ernst shrugged: "Because that girl is careless, or in other words, she is a little kind."

He pointed to the computer screen on the table, on which the surveillance scene in the corridor was projected: "No matter who came in later, they all participated in the discussion about Joyce. They know how to compete too well. In this kind of situation, , how could you give your answer sheets to other competitors for reference?"

"But there's something different about Joyce."

Ernst rubbed his slightly swollen temples.

"I even specifically reminded her that you can keep your interview process secret, which will put more pressure on subsequent interviewers, make them more likely to make mistakes, and improve your performance. But she still said it. "

"Although it was two insignificant sentences, she still shared it with those people. That's why I decided to hire her. Of course, it couldn't be as a secretary."

Ernst sighed.

White-faced Owl is a good and upright person, but not a good political prospect. Technical positions or accounting really need such a responsible and righteous person, but it is not suitable to be a secretary.

After all, she wouldn't play dumb.

The famous stand-in Mr. Huang once said: Pretending to be stupid is innate, it is a talent, and it cannot be changed.

Ernst would have to look for a more suitable muddle-headed genius.

She looked at Xintera and said slowly: "Call the last person. That Hulhaiya."

Xintrea nodded and walked towards the door.

As soon as she opened the door, a dark green figure blocked the door of the interview room.

There were tears of unwillingness in the corners of Huerhaiya's eyes, her face was full of unyielding perseverance, and her eyes looking at Xintlaya and everyone in the door were shining with grievance.

She clenched her fists tightly, opened her pursed lips slightly, and uttered a mind-numbing question like the obsession of an innocent soul:

"Is it my turn?"

Am I no worse than those people?Whether it’s from my resume, my ability, or my social experience and connections, I’m no worse than a fledgling college student, right?

He doesn't shy away from slandering his opponents in his mind to fill the emptiness caused by fear.

Why was it that I was at the back of the queue when everyone else went in, and even waited outside the door for a long time? Did you people collude with me a long time ago?This interview was actually planned from the beginning?

Random speculation, fabricating the legitimacy of the interviewer and the interview, in order to save one's own confidence and face.

After all, I am also an agent of the dignified Melander. I came to sign up for your interview just for fun. Do you still think that I really care about the outcome of this interview?

If you can't eat the grapes, you will say sour grapes.

The words that turned into a boomerang and circled the field and then hit him on the head were lingering in the air, as if telling the miracle of "I'm back, I'm all back".

But Huerhaiya seemed to be selectively ignoring it and was unaware of it.He just once again looked at Ernst who was surrounded in the middle with a resentful voice and a tearful look. His tone was like a hungry snake spitting out a letter and looking at its favorite prey:

"Is it my turn, dear interviewer?"

Chapter 42 Huorhaiya: Let’s talk about this quietly in private

Huerhaiya walked out of the office with a peaceful expression.

Ernst had been wavering on whether to recruit Holhaia.

But after a real round of interviews, he finally confirmed his idea.

trick!

If nothing else, Khorhaiya's expertise and experience are absolutely top notch.Ernst repeated the questions that he had used to make things difficult for Jayston yesterday to Holhaiya exactly as they were, and after a brief thought, Holhaiya gave Ernst three answers.

On a professional sales level, she replied:

"Faced with this problem, we must first understand what the customer's needs are, that is, why the customer needs a cup of tumor milk, why he must have this cup of tumor milk, and what unique value does this cup of tumor milk have compared to other tumor milks? . The essence of tumor milk is a commodity. Normal people know that tumor milk cannot be recovered when poured into the sea, but blaming customers is not what we should do. Regarding this almost difficult problem, what we need to consider is The objective one-sidedness of customer needs, and to demonstrate our company's ability to flexibly handle such needs."

Then, she was silent for a moment and added:

“This cup of tumor milk was poured into the sea, and then sipped by everyone on this land. The rewards we received as a result—word of mouth, benefits, experimental data, these are all that cup of tumor milk. "

After speaking, she paused, smiled slightly, and said:

"Of course, as your secretary, a government official, faced with such an unreasonable but necessary response to the request, I will make this response."

"Before it goes into the sea, I would say there is no sea milk and no sea. That's a rumour."

"When the tumor milk is poured into the sea, I will say that there is indeed a cup of tumor milk here that will be poured into the sea, but it has nothing to do with us, and there is no evidence to prove that the cup of tumor milk is tumor milk and not juice or nuclear soda. Until the truth of the matter is investigated clearly, please be patient and we will not take any action."

"When the tumor milk is really dumped into the sea, I will explain that the dumping of tumor milk into the sea is an inevitable process. This is completely in line with the laws of physics and social laws. The process is reasonable and legal, and there is nothing we can do."

"After the tumor milk was poured out, I am sorry to say that we have investigated the truth clearly. It was indeed a cup of tumor milk. We should have done something at that time, but by now, it is already too late."

She spread her hands:

"We have apologized and clarified the facts, and cleared the tumours. Who can say that we have done anything wrong?"

"What, what about the damaged interests? What about the delayed justice?"

The corners of her mouth raised, showing a helpless smile of relief:

"I'm sorry. I understand how you feel. We will do it next time."

As the deputy interviewer, Wei Na was stunned by Huer Haiya's eloquent and flowing words. Her slightly childish face was full of incredible expressions, and her slightly open mouth was caused by the long time. My breathing and lips were a little dry.Only those pale golden eyes shone with the light of enlightenment, as if this activated some memories engraved in the blood.

Xintlaya had already quietly hid in the corner, looking at Huerhaiya who was sitting elegantly on the chair with vigilance, and felt a chill from the bone marrow.Turning his head slightly, he realized that Lola was also huddled in the corner as if facing a formidable enemy, looking at Huerhaiya vigilantly, with even a bit of hostility in her eyes.

"This guy is so scary. He has so many scheming ideas. What if he leads Ernst astray?"

she whispered.In addition to worry, there was also a hint of fear and admiration hidden in his tone.

Obviously, although she hated Holhaya's "fourth-level strategy", she couldn't admit that she was able to answer Ernst's almost difficult question in such a short period of time, and even gave two answers in a row. The answer is that there is no doubt about Huerhaiya's ability.

Ernst's reaction was not as big as that of Wei Na and the others, but at this moment he had already sat upright and his expression became serious:

"What about the third answer?"

"The third answer..." Huoerhaiya gave up a little, stood up, leaned forward in Ernst's direction, and could feel her hotness until the tip of the boy's nose. After breathing out, she replied rather provocatively, "How to find her after pouring a cup of tumor milk into the sea? Mr. Interviewer must have mastered this method."

She stretched out her slender pink tongue and slowly licked her bright lips, as if she was coveting some kind of sweet food:

"After all, didn't you just pick my cup of 'tumor milk' out of the sea of ​​resumes?"

She suddenly lowered her voice and whispered teasingly at a volume that only Ernst could hear:

"If you are willing, you can slowly taste my cup of tumor milk in the future~"

hiss--

Ernst began sideways, forcing his mind away from all the uncontrollable fantasies, and took several deep breaths to ensure that his slightly hot cheeks would not turn into a playful blush.

This woman is amazing.

Although she is a little confused about the relationship between superior and subordinate, she can gradually adjust this in the future. In Xierag, it is no different than in Colombia. With the help of mother Jeragond, she can't make any mistakes.

Hoo, hello mother Yelagund, praise Yelagund, Gunmon!

After reciting Jeragond's name silently and piously in a very pragmatic manner, Ernst felt that the holy stone in his arms radiated a faint heat, answering his prayer.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

The faint warmth was like such a reassuring word of relief, and Ernst's restless heart suddenly calmed down as if his mother had suddenly opened the bedroom door.

He turned around and looked at Huolhaiya expressionlessly. His calm, sage-like expression made Huorhaiya, who had just launched a successful combo, be slightly startled, and somewhat doubted his own charm.

Is it because today’s aesthetics have changed, or is Ernst really unique? He kept me out and didn’t interview me until the end. I’m so disrespectful, but Ernst didn’t react at all?

Is it possible that he is "disabled"?

No, the three little girls around Ernst don't look very old, but they are all beautiful. If he didn't have that ability, he wouldn't have recruited such a group of people, right?

A young age means a lack of experience, and a lack of experience means that the ability is definitely not very strong. These little girls do not seem to have a big background, a big status, and it is unlikely that they can have connections.Ernst couldn't have taken them in to practice his concentration, right?

Tsk, wait a minute, Ernst’s sage-like situation can’t be because of...

For the first time, her determination to apply for the job briefly wavered.

Today's young people have so much fun...

But soon, she regained her composure.

You can play with the flowers you want. Although Huerhaiya herself has no experience, the 400 years of memories in her mind are not fake. She is already an old woman mentally.

Anyway, her purpose was to go to Kjerag to find historical materials about the Quetzalcoatl, and by the way, help the Melander Foundation collect some intelligence information about the Snow Country that finally started to move. Such a simple task was not feasible for an experienced spy like her. There is no difficulty at all!

She just needs to be her secretary with peace of mind, carry out her solo mission of infiltrating the prosecutor, and then go back and slap the tin man's iron-skinned face!

"What's the Office AV, what's the Infiltrator Series, Horhaiya, are you still afraid of this kind of thing?"

"I'm not afraid at all!"

With a bit of self-confidence erupting in her heart, Huoerhaiya said sternly:

"So, Mr. Interviewer, are you satisfied with my answer?"

"Satisfied. You are admitted." Ernst nodded, and his heart seemed to be bleeding when he said this.

After agreeing to her, this is an expense that far exceeds that of a college student!

But the only disadvantage of expensive things is that they are expensive!

Ernst's aggressive eyes looked at Holhaiya from top to bottom, as if he wanted to see through her disguise and see clearly what she was hiding.