Chapter 19 Obstruction (2)

The temporary conference room was silent inside and outside.

After coming back to their senses, all the "interviewers" who were temporarily pulled up and stood up in panic and shouted "Mr. Qin", and then looked at Luan Qiaoqing in the middle.

They naturally remember that the first thing Luan Qiaoqing emphasized when she held this group meeting yesterday was the existence, process and results of this interview. Qin Lou must not hear any noise.

However, Qin Lou is now standing outside the door. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qin Lou's mood is very unstable at this time-

He looked at the only interviewer in the venue without blinking, and the veins bloomed on the back of the hand that was pinching the doorstep, making his arms tremble slightly.

The handsome face was even more ferociously pulled by overly complex emotions.

Everyone, including Luan Qiaoqing, was worried and prepared. When Qin Lou was about to burst out completely and go crazy in an instant, Qin Lou's hand that was holding the door actually let go.

He slowly lowered his eyes and laughed.

This laughter that hidden countless emotions echoed in the dead conference room. It was ascending the ears as it entered into the ears, and it was like a choked cry.

Song Shu finally couldn't hold back his face, which was still smiling. She pinched her fingertips hard before suppressing the emotional fluctuations back.

In this room, except Qin Lou and Song Shu, only Luan Qiaoqing knew the reason for Qin Lou's emotional fluctuations. She didn't dare to look at the man's expression, but just turned her head and stared at the woman opposite the long table with hatred.

She still couldn't stop her. This woman's goal has been achieved!

When he turned his head, Luan Qiaoqing saw a nearly sad and pityful feeling in the woman's familiar eyes.

Luan Qiaoqing was stunned. When she looked at her again, the emotion disappeared like an illusion, and it didn't exist at all.

The woman still has that gentle smile, like a mask that makes people unable to pick out any flaws.

"Is this Mr. Qin? I'm very happy to see you."

The woman did not avoid and retreated, and walked straight to the door of the conference room and stopped. Then she took the initiative to stretch out her slender white hands to Qin Lou.

Song Shu smiled faintly, tilted his head lightly, and a strand of thin hair slid down from his temples, "Hello, Mr. Qin, I am the assistant compliance officer sent by Junsheng Law Firm, Qin Qing."

After this sentence, the personnel department officials who were standing on tiptoe to look here outside the conference room and the interviewers in the conference room almost gasped.

Someone in the lattice was already talking in a low voice in horror:

"I read that right?"

"I have never seen a warrior who dares to face the great devil in Hell Week for many years, and she even dares to reach out to President Qin at this time?"

"Yes, this is a feat that few warriors dare to do on weekdays."

"Heroic, aren't she really afraid that her hand will be crushed?"

"I only think that she is so angry that she seems to seduce us Mr. Qin?"

"You're crazy, take action at this time..."

"The Great Demon King wouldn't throw her downstairs directly, would he?"

"Don't talk nonsense, that's going to be a life."

Qin Lou raised his eyelids slightly.

The hand, covered with red bloodshot eyes, was white and smooth. There was no scar on it, as if no pain had been experienced, and no trace of baptism of time had been left.

There are vague similarities between the facial features, expressions, frowns and smiles, but they are completely different.

Just like two completely.

Qin Lou slowly released the hand holding Door Lean, stretched forward, completely wrapped the woman's petite white hand, and then suddenly clenched.

"Hello... Qin, Qing."

The eyes of the people inside were clearly visible, and they were making uneasy visual exchanges.

The handshake is obviously not in line with the basic etiquette of men and women shaking hands on social occasions, but the Great Demon King does not seem to be a sign of an outbreak.

Finally, someone took the courage to take a step and spoke carefully: "Mr. Qin, we are interviewing Miss Qin from Junsheng Law Firm. The time is almost done, do you think...?"

Qin Lou's eyes were frozen on the woman's face, and he did not move in every second.

His voice was slightly dull: "Interview?"

"Yes, Mr. Qin, it's just an ordinary interview."

"What ordinary interviews need to be conducted by mobilizing more than three departments and forming a temporary group?"

"!"

Luan Qiaoqing, who was in the middle, changed his face when she heard this, and her angrily glanced at the people beside her - it was obvious that one of them had leaked the news.

The door of the conference room was obediently closed by the tactful assistant outside. Song Shu's hand in front of the door was still held in the palm of the man, so tight that he couldn't get out.

Song Shu's expression remained unchanged, and he just leaned forward with a smile, "If Mr. Qin is interested, you can watch the interview. I should bear these pressures as an assistant compliance officer-or you may not be able to trust me to work in your company, right?"

"...Assistant compliance officer?" Qin Lou lowered his eyes and still did not let go of the woman's hand. "What position is it."

Under the strange eyes of the room, Song Shu smiled calmly, "plianceofficer, assistant compliance officer. Among them, public refers to the company's compliance and implementation of laws or government policies and orders - in other words, my responsibility is to review the company's systems and operations and ensure that the company operates in accordance with the law. For example, vio capital needs to ensure compliance with the Anti-Money Laundering Law; for example..."

Song Shu paused when he said this.

Then she raised her hand lightly and slowly pulled it out of Qin Lou's control, but her smile remained unchanged-

"For example, anti-discrimination and anti-workplace sexual harassment in personnel employment."

“——!”

Hearing this unceremonious last sentence, everyone's faces in the conference room changed in a flash.

A few seconds later, someone laughed dryly, "Hurry up and find a chair for Mr. Qin." The man stepped forward to smooth things over. "Ms. Qin, a person who came back from abroad, just likes to joke. Why don't Mr. Qin sit and see Ms. Qin's interview performance?"

"foreign."

Qin Lou's eyes were slightly empty, and after a moment he lowered his eyes, as if he squeezed out a suppressed and hoarse smile from his chest.

"It's really... so far away."

Song Shu's smile remained unchanged, as if she hadn't heard it. She smiled and turned her back, hanging back her hand that had been clenched red, and looked at Luan Qiaoqing calmly and calmly, "Minister Luan, can my interview begin?"

Luan Qiaoqing's expression was complicated, "You can...you sit back."

Song Shu turned around.

The moment she turned her back to Qin Lou, a little uncontrollable sadness still oozed out in her eyes, but she suppressed it back as quickly as possible.

——When Qin Lou was there, she had to be careful and be careful at all times, and she could not reveal her feet at all.

Because... this is the person who knows her the most in the world.

Perhaps even more so than herself.

After Song Shu sat down, Qin Lou's eyes finally slowly pulled away from her body. His figure walked to the center of the interviewer's seat with some stiffness and stopped beside Luan Qiaoqing.

"I'll come to the main interviewer for this interview."

“…”

Luan Qiaoqing's face changed and she opened her mouth to resist, but when her eyes touched the man's gloomy and ferocious eyes, Luan Qiaoqing still instinctively retreated.

She opened her mouth, "Okay."

Luan Qiaoqing turned around and picked up the documents on the table, signaling the person next to him to move away from his position. But before the man could move, Qin Lou's voice sounded again.

"You go out."

Luan Qiaoqing froze. She turned her head and said, "No, she--"

"go out."

“…………”

Luan Qiaoqing clenched her fingers, turned her head and stared at the woman on the interviewer's chair, then turned around in anger, and left in her high heels.

The conference room door closed with a "bang".

Song Shu's smile remained unchanged, and he sighed in his heart.

Whether Qin Lou's actions will cause other consequences will not be the case. Just talking about Qiaoqiao, she probably has reached the most stable hatred.

This is a double-edged sword. When facing her sharp side, there is one more "enemy" and one more cautious. On the other hand, everyone in the Qin family knows how deep Luan Qiaoqing has to do with her, so Luan Qiaoqing's hostility towards her can also become one of her disguise layers...

Song Shu was silently thinking in her heart that this was a habit she had developed in life alone over the years.

Opposite the long table, the interviewers took their seats again.

The two unlucky colleagues on both sides of Qinlou were naturally trembling and felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. The others were not much better.

Luan Qiaoqing's meaning has been expressed very clearly through a group meeting yesterday - that is, Qin Qing must not be allowed to enter the company.

And today during Hell Week, Qin Lou, who suddenly appeared in the interview room, obviously had a close relationship with the interviewer, but he did not express his clear intention to force the other party to join the company. In today's Vio Capital, if Qin Lou wants to keep an employee, no one except the board of directors can raise an objection.

So the interviewers could only think about the great devil's thoughts while adjusting their duties to ask Song Shu for interview questions.

Concerned about the confrontation between Song Shu and Qin Lou just now, the difficulty of the interview question was obviously adjusted downward, and Song Shu responded much easier than she expected.

After 15 minutes, the interviewer on Qin Lou left received a gesture from his colleagues, sighed in his heart, carefully observed Qin Lou's expression, and spoke:

"Mr. Qin, do you have anything to ask?"
To be continued...