Wen Yanchu only saw what he wrote on the attached page of his resume with his eyes lowered. She thought it was about the decision he gave during the interview. She wanted to see what it was, but she had no choice but to have hormonal disorders when she was pregnant.

, I was emotionally sensitive, and because I had left my hometown, I cried a lot.

After giving birth, my eyesight seemed to have dropped a lot, and the astigmatism was severe, so naturally I couldn't see clearly what was written on it.

Only the sound of the pen lid closing was heard. He had put down the pen, clasped his slender fingers together, and sat there quietly looking directly at her.

Wen Yanchu just thought that was the end, but in fact he was still a little uneasy. He hated me. Maybe he...had no intention of hiring me at all. He might even feel bored even looking at me.

But I heard Cheng Ke's deep voice say, "HR will notify you of the specific answers to the interview."

"Okay." She responded in a low voice and stood up. As soon as she stood up, he had already spoken, "Ms. Wen, the treatment of the manager of the wedding department of our resort park is the best in the industry, and the contract is

It’s signed every two years, do you have any objections to this?”

In fact, it is signed once a year.

But when the words came to his lips, it became a two-year sign. Cheng Ke smiled bitterly in his heart, only to feel that he had been humbled to this level, even if he just looked at her like this, even if he felt so much pain and resentment, just looking at her

, which is much better than the previous suffering.

He even so selfishly wanted to keep her by his side for just a little longer.

Wen Yanchu shook his head, "I have no objections. What Director Cheng means is, have I been hired?"

She heard the hidden meaning in his words. After all, if he didn't plan to hire him, he wouldn't talk about the contract at all, right?

Cheng Ke thought that in the past five years, she had indeed grown a lot. At least, she had become much more sensitive and was no longer as slow and dull as before.

Cheng Ke pursed his lips slightly, it was like a smile but not quite a smile, but the arc was so cold.

He also stood up, his tall and tall figure looked slightly thin. But even if she was wearing seven-centimeter stilettos, his height of over 1.8 meters was still enough to look down on her.

"What exactly is your reliance? What makes you dare to leave so ruthlessly and come back so unscrupulously? And why did you come back this time?"

He finally mentioned it. Wen Yanchu originally thought that he was going to pretend to be strangers to each other, but he didn't mention it and she didn't plan to mention it either.

Even Cheng Ke himself thought that maybe he could suppress the things in his heart that were about to come out, such as anger. But after all, he didn't, so he couldn't help but ask.

He held the table with his hand, leaned towards her, and held her chin with his other hand.

The two of them were so close, so close that they could feel the warmth of each other's breath on each other's faces.

Wen Yanchu felt that her heart was beating fast and her fingers were even colder. She just bit her lips tightly and wanted to smile, but she couldn't. She looked at his eyes like a wounded beast and her five eyes.

It was exactly the same as what he had seen years ago, and he never let go of himself for a day...

It's like she hasn't been able to let herself go for a day in the past five years.

"If I said I was doing it for you, would you believe it?"

Wen Yanchu looked at him without blinking, as if he wanted to see every detail of the expression on his face clearly and meticulously.

Then I saw it really clearly. I saw the hatred in his eyes, the anger in his eyes, the sarcasm in the smile on the corners of his lips, and the contempt in the corners of his eyes and brows. He let out a snort with extreme disdain and said a word calmly.

, "I don't believe it. I don't believe a word of anything you say."

Wen Yanchu lowered his head and did not continue to look at him. There was a wry smile on his lips and he whispered, "Then what's the point of asking? You just think I'm coming back to work. This is also my country."

My city, I was born and raised here, and I also want to return to my roots."

He didn't believe the truth she told, but he listened to the lies she told.

"The interview is over, please go out." He released his hand from holding her chin, unwilling to say another word. Wen Yanchu gently put his fingers on the table to steady his body, which was already a little unstable.

Then he nodded, "Goodbye."

She turned around and walked out, closing the door to the living room as she walked out. The staff from the HR department standing at the door naturally walked in immediately when they saw her coming out.

But as soon as I opened the door and walked in, I saw my boss, who was always steady, self-possessed and rigorous to the point of indifference. He was standing there with his brows furrowed and his hands on the table.

"Director Cheng, are you... okay? Can you continue?" the staff member asked.

"No need to continue." He replied and reached out to pick up her resume. "It's her. Take it to follow up and tell her the details. Then sign the official contract, and we'll sign it today."

The staff was a little stunned. The process of the Human Resources Department has never been like this. At least all the interviewees must be interviewed, and then after a decision is made, a notification will be given, and they will come for half a month of training and work handover, and then three months.

A trial period and then a formal contract.

But now, did the boss skip all these procedures with just one sentence? The staff was a little surprised and reached out to take the resume he handed over. He looked at the photo on it and thought, this is not a beautiful country.

Are people so unable to control themselves?

But this was the boss's call, and the staff responded honestly, "Okay, we will follow up immediately. Does Director Cheng have any other instructions?"

Cheng Ke waved his hand, and the staff understood, so he took his resume and walked out the door, but he heard a sudden voice from the boss behind him.

"etc."

"What's your order, Director Cheng?" The staff member quickly turned to look at him, and what they saw was still his frown and the struggle in his eyes.

Cheng Ke paused for a moment, "If you have a band-aid there, send one to her. Her finger is injured."

The staff member was still a little confused and asked, "Who is it? Miss Wen?"

"Yes." He nodded, "Is Assistant Shao Te here?"

"Assistant Shao is already here." The staff member replied respectfully.

"Okay, go ahead." After saying this, Cheng Ke sat down on the chair. His posture seemed to be one of relief, but his slightly hunched back showed an indescribable dejection.

After the staff walked out, he grabbed the mobile phone on the table. The woman's face on the phone wallpaper stung his eyes. He almost quickly called up the dialing page and made a call.

When the other end picked up, he asked in a calm and calm voice, "What's wrong?"

"Ashao, she's back."
Chapter completed!