After a while, this girl An Xin appeared beside Ye Luo and Yu Mingming. She first looked at Yu Ming: "Which languages should I choose?"
Yu Mingming smiled faintly and spoke like a few gentlemen: "Russian, Arabic, French and Italian."
After hearing what Yu Mingming said, many people at the scene looked over. After all, it is difficult for most people to master one foreign language. Those who can understand two languages are already considered geniuses.
And Yu Mingming directly asked for four foreign languages, so it is still worthy of attention. If he is not a fool who is just pretending, then he is really capable. If he really knows four foreign languages, he is still very competitive.
Yu Mingming enjoyed everyone's attention, smiled slightly, and showed a calm attitude.
He turned to look at Ye Luo again, and raised his head slightly, as if to say: "See, this is a routine, learn more."
For Yu Ming, focus is the most important. As for whether he can pass the exam in the end, who knows.
An Xin also paid a little attention. People who were proficient in four foreign languages were indeed worthy of her taking a second look. After all, she, the minister, was only proficient in two.
An Xin selected four test questions from the pile in his hand and handed them to Yu Mingming, then looked at Ye Luo: "What about you?"
Ye Luo glanced at the pile of test questions in An Xin's hand, shook his head and said, "Just give me four of them."
What?
An Xin was stunned for a moment, thinking that he heard wrongly, and looked at Ye Luo with a hint of questioning in his eyes.
Seeing that An Xin made no move, Ye Luo repeated: "Whatever, just give me four copies."
"Hahaha"
Everyone at the scene was in an uproar.
Yu Mingming chose four foreign languages, became the focus, and became a genius in everyone's imagination, but after all, he was the designated four foreign languages. Although it is extremely difficult for one person to master four foreign languages, it is not impossible;
But Ye Luo's suggestion that there are just four languages is sheer nonsense. There are seven major language systems in the world, more than 5,000 human languages, and ten commonly used languages.
Ignore those minor languages, just talk about these ten common ones. Only if you master them all can you dare to pick four of them, right?
Is it possible for a person to be proficient in ten foreign languages?
It's not completely impossible, but the probability is infinitely close to zero. Even if there is, they don't believe that this young man who is not as handsome as them is.
Therefore, everyone felt that Ye Luo was showing off, including An Xin.
No, An Xin looked at Ye Luo with a bit of contempt. She actually knew that among the more than fifty people present, at least half of them were not here for work, but for beauties dressed in maple leaves.
Of course, even if they knew about it, the company wouldn't care. On the contrary, this situation is actually an excellent publicity for the company.
It's just that, for people like Ye Luo, it's a bit too pretentious.
"Are you sure?" An Xin asked again. This time, his tone could already be heard being a little unhappy.
"I'm sure." Ye Luo said calmly.
An Xin hesitated for a moment, then flipped through the test questions in each language in his hand, and finally chose one in Hindi, one in Spanish, one in Arabic and one in Portuguese.
These four languages are relatively rare among the ten languages that I have. There are far fewer people who master these languages than English and Japanese.
An Xin glanced at Ye Luo, with some disdain in his eyes, and thought to himself: "Since you want to pretend, fine, I will let you do it. Let's see how embarrassed you are later!"
After sending the test questions to Ye Luo, An Xin glanced at the rest of the people and said coldly: "For this competition, we will have the corresponding person in charge to mark the test immediately, and the results will be available in half an hour. I hope everyone will take it seriously, otherwise
Not only will we waste each other’s time, but we will also lose face out of nowhere.”
These words were obviously meant for Ye Luo.
After An Xin walked away, Yu Mingming looked at Ye Luo and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother, you are going a bit too far. You have to have a little common sense to pretend to be a good person. As the saying goes, pretending to be happy in small ways will hurt your health if you pretend to be big.
Pretend to be wiped out."
Ye Luo glanced at the test paper in front of him, smiled lightly, and did not explain.
Soon, the test papers were distributed and the formal written test began. It took one hour to complete the test questions in at least two languages. For most people, it was quite stressful.
Although most men do it not for work, but for beautiful women, if they can successfully pass the interview and enter the company, their chances of winning a girl's heart will be greatly increased.
Moreover, today's interview scene may be seen by girls from the company, so even if it is just pretending, it must be pretended. Therefore, no matter whether it is actually possible or not, each of the more than fifty people is answering the questions seriously.
Ye Luo also started to answer the questions. He was really looking for a job, so he answered the questions very seriously.
An Anxin sat there, looking at Ye Luo who lowered his head and filled out the paper quickly, and shook his head.
She knew that this guy must be faking it.
About forty-five minutes later, Ye Luo stood up and walked towards Anxin with four test papers.
Many people looked over and randomly asked for test papers in four languages and handed them in early? Was this giving up? It should be giving up. After all, there is a price to pay for showing off.
Yu Mingming glanced at Ye Luo and shook his head: "Too young, too pretentious. He has never been severely beaten by society. There is a lot of room for training."
Ye Luo placed the test paper in front of An Xin and was about to speak, but was interrupted by An Xin.
"Learn some skills and find a suitable job. It is much better than thinking about all the nonsense all day long. This is your first time here, so I remind you once. People must know how to respect themselves and love themselves, otherwise, they will end up losing face.
It can only be you."
From An Xin's point of view, Ye Luo's behavior was just sensationalism and extremely ridiculous.
Trying to attract the attention of her or other female employees of Maple Leaf Clothing in this way is tantamount to an extremely stupid approach. It's hard to say what other people will do. At least she An Xin doesn't like this kind of unreliable man.
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"Forehead"
Ye Luo didn't expect that he would be scolded by the interviewer even though he had done nothing. However, he didn't care. Geniuses are like this and are destined to be misunderstood.
"Thank you. Oh, by the way, in that Portuguese test paper, the word about scarf, if I remember correctly, should be cachecol. On the test paper, it is spelled cachool. There is an e missing, so it is not a big deal.
The mistake does not affect reading, but if someone who doesn’t know Portuguese well sees it, it will be easy to confuse it with the American coach brand, causing unnecessary misunderstandings.”
After saying that, Ye Luo left the examination room and went to the tea room nearby to wait for the results.
"Sister An Xin, this guy named Ye Luo is so funny. He even said that there is something wrong with our test paper. This test paper was issued by our Portuguese person in charge. Is it possible that his Portuguese is better than that of the locals?"
An assistant next to him said disdainfully.
"Yes, but I think he just wants to use this method to attract our attention. I see many people like this. If he really thinks that he can sneak into our company or date a girl from our company in this way, then he is really
So naive."
An Xin nodded and put aside Ye Luo's four test questions. She didn't understand Portuguese, so she didn't check it. In fact, like several assistants, she also felt that Ye Luo was just trying to please others.
There's something wrong with this so-called word. It's probably just his desperate struggle to save face.