Chapter: 8195
"Ah, yes yes."

Zhang Ke looked embarrassed, and almost forgot that there were two more interviewees.

The point is, if you only apply for a high-end position, there is no position left.

It is conceivable that no matter how long the chat lasts, the next few people are also Bailai.

Mengmeng walked into a park.

Under the shade of the trees, light appeared, left through the space door, and returned to Crescent Mountain in a blink of an eye.

"Mom, I have successfully applied for the job."

Mengmeng ran to the gazebo and said with a smile: "The second time, I agreed on the spot, it's very simple."

"How did you fail the first time?" Zi Yan smiled slightly: "Did you meet a dishonest interviewer?"

Zi Yan has experienced so much before, and she understands all of them.

As a top beauty, she naturally faced a lot of harassment.

"That's right, talking unruly, like farting, let me beat you up." Mengmeng said.

"What about the second time?" Zi Yan asked again.

"The second time there are two interviewers, it's normal. Seeing my certificates, both of them snatched them up." Mengmeng said stinkingly: "Now your daughter is also an elite in shopping malls."

"Can my daughter not be amazing?"

"Where's my dad?"

"I was invited by Mr. Yue to see the art exhibition."

"It's Lao Yue's own painting," Mengmeng curled her lips, "That's not very good at painting."

Mengmeng has also seen Yue Wuwei's paintings, some of which are poetic and picturesque, but not so delicate, like landscape paintings, too hazy, there is a sense of immortality, and it is also Yue Wuwei's favorite style.

"Then why didn't you go?"

"I just came back. We went shopping with your Auntie Feifei in the afternoon." Zi Yan said, "I bought you more than a dozen sets of clothes, all of which are the latest styles, and they are in your closet."

"Well, thank you, Mother." Mengmeng pursed her mouth and made a kissing expression.

Zi Yan rolled her eyes.

"I'm going to work next Monday." Mengmeng said seriously: "Mom, why don't you cook me two meals."

"It's not that I didn't do it for you."

"How come, you direct, my dad does it, you didn't do it, didn't we go to the kitchen once, or, before my dad came back, we are trying?" Mengmeng was a little interested Said.

"Try?" Zi Yan's expression moved slightly, her beautiful big eyes flickered, she nodded after thinking about it for two seconds: "Well, try!"

"Go."

Mengmeng and Ziyan came to the kitchen on the third floor of the castle with a smile.

"Prepare the ingredients first, then..."