I am a Dragon

, the young woman, and Lin Peng, the head of the production department, naturally did not understand the contents of their conversation. Although the two of them passed the test in English, but with regards to German and French, and the three languages mixed together, there were only circles left, and although they did not understand the contents of the conversation, but from Long Shisan's confident expression, it seemed that he was suppressing the existence of the nicknamed Hong the hitman.

Even within the group, he had the right to vote. This kind of Buddha, not to mention the interviewee Long Shisan, even the second generation Great Strength Army Lin Peng and Huang Fangfei did not dare to offend, and would call him Liao when they met. Furthermore, his tone was humble, and he did not have the courage to argue with the young man in front of him.

Lin Peng watched the situation unfold, trying to figure out how to make up for his past mistakes, as long as he could make Liao Hong happy, it was enough.

Long Shisan stood up, he did not forget his etiquette, he bowed to the three then left the conference room.

In the meeting room, only Liao Hong and the other two remained, the atmosphere was extremely quiet, Lin Peng who was being stared at by Assassin Hong did not dare to make any noise, while Huang Fangfei, the young woman asked: "Fool Liao, only you understand the bird language, and tell us what all of you have been talking about?"

Liao Hong took a sip of the coffee on the table and said calmly: At the beginning, I only asked a few questions on human resources. His answers were not unusual, they were all in the textbooks, and when I thought about how this brat was too arrogant, I wanted to kill his spirit, and asked a few professional questions, but they were all in the textbooks and not. I did not expect him to give a proper opinion, but he still said it.

Lin Peng had a face full of disbelief: "Who is this brat?"

"I don't know, but he's definitely a talent." The young married woman Huang Fangfei said cheerfully: You people, don't need him, don't just give him to our Sales Department, I need such a bold and meticulous person.

Liao Hong also laughed: "Xiao Fei, don't even think about snatching him, the higher-ups had already arranged this beforehand. It's useless for you to tell me, but this brat has already entered the HR Department."

This time, even Huang Fangfei was a little shocked, there were only a few people at the top of Liao Hong, which were basically first-rate leaders. Forget about others, the Vice Chairman Wang Miao and the rest were among them, could it be that this brat was the son-in-law of Zhang Ye, who had been spreading around the world recently?

Huang Fangfei laughed it off, and thought about how to get close to her sometime. No matter how exaggerated the rumors were, or whether it was true, it was not wrong to try to get close with her as soon as possible.

Liao Hong told Lin Peng about the results of the interview and then told the two of them to leave the conference room. Of course, they did not forget to ask Lin Peng to announce the results of the interview in half an hour.

"Liao Kui, don't complain yet. Did that guy really answer all your questions?" Wang Miao, who was on the other end of the phone, said in disbelief.

Liao Hong rubbed his eyebrows, and said speechlessly: "How can that be called an answer, it is simply a slap to the face, it is too ruthless, directly throwing a report that is comparable to a thesis onto my face, and it is even dictated in three languages. Fuck, how can I, a professor who is able to attend Peking University and give a speech, put on airs like this?"

Wang Miaomiao, who was on the other end of the phone, remained silent for a while before she asked, "Liao Xiong, you didn't lie to me like my dad did, right?"

"Eldest Miss, I've watched you grow up. When have you ever seen me lie? This young master is too fierce. Can you give me some information? Is this guy some kind of demon spawn from that rock?" Liao Hong said with a bitter face.

"Don't worry, he didn't get the chance to take revenge on you, because he's not your so-called young master. Alright, I owe you this favor, and your son doesn't want to be transferred to the production department as a second-in-command. I'll agree to that, how about it?"

Liao Hong, who had always been depressed, shook. He could no longer maintain his calm as he said in a trembling voice, "Are you kidding me?"

"Liao Xiong, you said that you watched me grow up, when will I let you seniors off?" Wang Miao said happily.

Liao Hong then laughed with satisfaction: "Alright, First Miss, don't worry, I will definitely treat Long Shisan as a living Bodhisattva, okay?"

"No!" The pleasant looking Wang Miao suddenly gritted her teeth and said: "You are going to die fighting this bastard. If you can get him out of the Wang Group, let alone the second in command, I will directly exchange Lin Peng for your son!"

Wang Miao hung up the phone, causing Liao Hong to be confused, where did this young miss play?

"..."

Walking out of the meeting room, Long Shisan still had a look of worry on his face. Although he had already answered all of the questions, but everyone could tell that Liao Hong was intentionally "taking care of" them, and that he was trying to test him out, for fear of offending the bald man too much.

Just as Long Shisan was thinking about this, a girl walked up to him and asked: "Mr. Long, how's the interview going?"

The voice sounded a little familiar. Long Shisan raised his head and discovered that it was actually Mu Xiaoya, who had a big chest and no brain. He immediately revealed a smile and asked, "Why did you come down?"

Mu Xiaoya cutely blinked her eyes and said, "I deliberately took the time to cheer you on. Don't tell the chairman!"

Mu Xiaoya simply did not notice Long Shisan's dirty thoughts and replied innocently, "I can treat you to a meal, so let's consider it as me thanking you for saving my life yesterday."

"You only want to eat?" Long Shisan was clearly a little disappointed. He still thought that Mu Xiaoya would say something as old-fashioned as betrothal herself to him, but in the end she just wanted to send him away with a meal.

Afraid that Long Shisan would be stingy with her words, Mu Xiaoya immediately explained. "I just received my salary and I promise to take you to have a good meal. I'm not short on money!"

Long Shisan smiled and nodded. Mu Xiaoya curiously asked, "Oh right, how's your interview going?"

"I've already answered everything that needed to be answered, but I just don't know if the other party will buy it." Long Shisan turned his head.

Mu Xiaoyan cracked open her mouth as she smiled and raised her hand in a cheering gesture. "You'll definitely succeed. How outstanding are you?!"

Long Shisan was stunned because he saw a certain figure on Mu Xiaoyan's body. In senior high for three years, whenever that figure encountered a problem and felt depressed, he would always pose like that.

Mu Xiaoya saw that Long Shisan was in a daze and waved his hand in front of him. "What are you thinking about?"

Long Shisan reacted and said with a wry smile: "If you were to put on a ponytail, you would definitely look very good!"

This was the second time Long Shisan had said those words. Due to the inability of a woman, Mu Xiaoya naturally knew that he had other intentions. Although she didn't know who she was, Mu Xiaoyan could see the hint of sadness in Long Shisan's eyes.

Mu Xiaoya did not ask because she felt that her relationship with Long Shisan was not strong enough for her to ask such sensitive questions. She only sat beside Long Shisan suddenly, accompanying him as he waited for the results.

Half an hour later, Lin Peng announced the results of the interview. Very unexpectedly, yet again, Long Shisan had already announced the name of the competition, but he did not pay attention to any of this. He just quietly watched as the girl beside him happily called out Yemu Xiao Ya, very mischievous and cute, just like the ponytail School Beauty who was always more excited than anyone else whenever he scored.