Chen Qingzhi smiled faintly and put down the document: "Sorry, I'm a little bored, so I just take a look. Well, let's get to know each other again. I'm Chen Qingzhi."

He Jiayuan glared at him and grabbed the documents: "So you are Aunt Meng's son-in-law. You are so shameless. You actually peek at my documents."

Chen Qingzhi sat down leisurely: "Look at Minister He, you are very busy, let's have an interview soon."

What? Who do you think this guy is?

In the interviewer's office, he looked like a master.

He Jiayuan became more and more dissatisfied and sat down coldly: "Aunt Meng is my mother's friend, so I can't see you."

She is very direct and does not give her any face.

Chen Qingyi looked indifferent.

He Jiayuan was speechless: No wonder everyone said that Aunt Meng’s son-in-law is a scoundrel, lazy and always relying on his wife to support him. Seeing that he is like this, it is useless at all.

In order to protect her face, she sat down patiently and reached out: "I'll take a look at the resume."

Chen Qingyi shrugged: "Let's talk directly, what resume is needed for warehousing work."

He Jiayuan lowered her face: "Then what is your education? Have you ever been exposed to logistics and warehousing management?"

Chen Qingzhi said lightly: "I think the future warehousing management should be handed over to computers. Intelligent management is more effective than people, because warehousing is something that can be processed."

He Jiayuan was so angry that she laughed: "Okay, Mr. Chen, you are too high-end. Our company is too small to accommodate you, the great god. Please leave, I won't give it away."

Chen Qingzhi sat still: "Well, didn't this suggestion come up with you in the development plan? I just read it."

He Jiayuan's face turned red: "You, you scoundrel, that's what I just wrote and played with."

Chen Qingzhi nodded and stood up leisurely: "Then let it be, I'll leave."

Seeing the man walking out indifferently, He Jiayuan suddenly felt that she was completely ignored.

"Stop!" she shouted.

Chen Qingzhi turned around and frowned: "Is there anything else?"

He Jiayuan snorted: "You cannot be competent for the management position of the warehousing department, but we still need a few cargo collectors here, mainly responsible for sorting goods. I can give you a chance to try it."

Chen Qingzhi was silent.

He Jiayuan was impatient: "This is purely for Aunt Meng's face. I know your family has encountered some difficulties recently."

Chen Qingzhi nodded: "You are a kind-hearted person, but unfortunately, you are too young..."

He Jiayuan slapped the table: "What do you mean? What does my youth have to do with you?"

Chen Qingzhi touched his chin and muttered to himself: "Jiangnan Pavilion needs a general manager. I thought you were quite suitable, but you are too young and have insufficient qualifications, and are afraid that you can't suppress the people below. But young people are motivated, or you can try it."

ah?

I'll go!

He Jiayuan burst into laughter: "This, it's your turn to worry about it? You are crazy!"

Chen Qingzhi's face was calm: "Where is my face, I think you are going to be promoted today."

He Jiayuan's face darkened: "I don't have time to joke with you. If you dislike the position I gave is too low, please get out!"

Chen Qingzhi didn't leave, and even laughed: "Seeing your disbelief, let's make a bet. If you can get promoted today, please do me a favor. How about it?"

He Jiayuan waved: "Go away quickly, it's a joke. Why did I make such a boring bet with you?"

Chen Qingzhi picked up the pen on the table, wrote down his mobile phone number, and left with a smile.

He Jiayuan angrily kneaded the paper into a ball and threw it directly into the trash can.

Oh, the boring psychopath is really a waste of my time!

She was still angry, and the phone rang on the table.

It was the phone number of the assistant general manager: "Mr. Chen is going to hold an extraordinary meeting and invite him to attend the conference room."
Chapter completed!