Su Mumu nodded in confusion.

The pretty face of the girl at the front desk instantly opened her eyes with a smile, and her voice became softer, "It turns out to be Miss Su. Come with me, Mr. Lin is waiting for you!"

Su Mumu blinked. Isn't the difference in attitude between before and after a bit big?

The girl at the front desk suddenly became very enthusiastic, and her voice was as beautiful as that lark or oriole:

"My name is Abby. Everyone likes to call me Baby. If Miss Su doesn't mind, you can also call me Baby."[

Whether it’s Abby or Baby, she has to wait until she passes the interview before she has a chance to call her, right?!

Su Mumu, led by Abby, shuttled through the corridors of the office area.

Along the way, she always felt like countless pairs of eyes were shining on her like laser beams. She deliberately ignored them and then turned around sharply, looking back at them one by one with sharp eyes.

Everyone at the desk was immersed in their work. Even the aunt who was cleaning was staring at the ground, but why were Mao You's autographs held upside down?

Su Mumu pursed her lips and blinked. Is it because she was the only interviewer who was late and was still interviewed? Are these people curious?

Su Mumu followed the girl at the front desk and turned two corners, arriving at a translucent room made of frosted glass. It was euphemistically called the kind of office where you can see the outside from the inside and the inside from the outside.

Su Mumu has always felt that this kind of design is very crazy, it is directly like an aquarium.

Before she had time to think about it, Abby had already knocked on the glass door, and then the sweet big-eyed sister retired.

Su Mumu was extremely curious, and quickly looked around the entire room. The furnishings were almost the same as she imagined. In front of the desk, Mr. Lin, who was dressed in casual clothes, raised his head and saw Su Mumu, who was wrapped like a cotton ball.

Squint slightly and shoot out a bright light.

"Su Mumu?"

Su Mumu nodded and took a few steps closer, "Hello Mr. Lin, I'm Su Mumu here for an interview today. I'm sorry I'm late."

Mr. Lin, who is in his thirties, is different from the meticulous combing of the hair of ordinary company leaders. Instead, he has thick long hair, and like Liu Huan, he also has a ponytail on the back of his head. He has the demeanor of an artist and is not very long.

Yes, he wears a pair of frame glasses, and there is a touch of wisdom in his gentle manner.

Su Mumu lamented that such a non-mainstream "old man" was actually deceived by the appearance of Master Miu, and that Miu was indeed Miu.

While Su Mumu was looking at him, Mr. Lin's eyes also swept across her face one by one, and finally paused briefly on her right shoulder, a look of understanding flashed in his eyes:

"Did you bring your resume?"

This sentence struck a chord with her today, and a hint of embarrassment appeared on Su Mumu's face, "No."

Mr. Lin nodded, "Then introduce yourself."

Su Mumu also nodded, moistened her lips, and began to introduce herself eloquently, from elementary school to university, from major events to trivial matters, describing everything in detail.

Mr. Lin listened very patiently at first. After ten minutes, his face gradually became ugly. After half an hour, Mr. Lin's face became stiff.[

On the other hand, Su Mumu spoke more and more energetically, and everyone thought she was talking about storytelling.

"...That time in the bar, a young gangster actually dared to tease the prince. Before he could get close, the prince kicked him so hard that he wouldn't be able to do anything again. Master Jue even kicked the young gangster who was lying down and said:
Chapter completed!