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120, Lao Lu may become the biggest winner

"Old Zhao may become the biggest winner"

I can't change the title



Ye Jingwen was reluctant: "Mr. Lu, I am really qualified for this position. How about you test me again? I must be better than the previous interviewer."

She came to the interview with several good sisters, but they were eliminated early, and she was the only one who passed round after round.

At first, she was simply attracted by the high salary and didn't know who Lu Beifeng was until yesterday.

The 25th richest person in China.

A rags-to-riches legend.

Worth 50 billion!

He is only 24 years old this year.

Be his assistant!

When the sisters heard the news, they were so sorry that their intestines were green. If they had known it, they would have made more preparations. No matter what, they would have to endure until the last level.

Knowing that she was a survivor, they all looked at her with envy and jealousy, and said that if one day they became Mrs. Lu, they would forget about each other.

Ye Jingwen was so excited that she directly boasted to her sisters that Haikou would be won this time.

She also promised that they would no longer have to join a group to become fake socialites. When she became Mrs. Lu, she would take them to be real celebrities and travel all over the country.

Dreams are full, reality is skinny.

Now she was eliminated without even saying a few words, and she felt really unwilling to do so.

"I'm sorry, Miss Ye, you can leave."

Lu Beifeng didn't look at her again. Even if Zhang Jiali wasn't there, he wouldn't have chosen her. He didn't know at all.

"Mr. Lu, don't you think about it again?" Ye Jingwen licked her lower lip, with a charming look on her face, slowly took off her coat, and unbuttoned her shirt one by one.

The huge thing is ready to come out.

The figure is really good.

Lu Beifeng was attracted and said with emotion: "Miss Ye, you are the most courageous person I have ever seen. The others before me are not as good as you."

Lu was very confused,

Is this because you have watched too many stupid dramas? Or have you read too many novels about The Domineering President Falling In Love With Me?

Once you take off your clothes, everything will be fine?

Does the other person think that he is the kind of animal that only relies on his lower body to think? Or is she too confident in her beauty?

What the hell is this Kenji? After so many years of reading, I have read about dogs.

Ye Jingwen didn't hear Lu Beifeng's ridicule, and walked forward slowly, with confidence on her face: "Opportunities are earned by yourself, Mr. Lu, I can do anything, really!"

The front buckle has been unfastened, and it is large but not droopy. This move has no disadvantages, and no man can refuse her.

Her appearance and figure are the most precious gifts given to her by God.

The 25th richest person in China is the most powerful person she has ever come into contact with. Once she becomes his woman, she will be able to complete the class jump and successfully join the upper class society.

Ye Jingwen walked forward with her head held high and her chest held high.

Lu Beifeng flicked it and found that the elasticity was good and it was genuine, not artificial silicone.

Ye Jingwen moaned softly in pain, and complained charmingly: "Mr. Lu, please be gentle, it hurts so much."

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, so what if the young legend? He just fell under her pomegranate skirt.

"Miss Ye, please respect yourself!"

Lu Beifeng suppressed his smile. He shouldn't compare Xiaolan with her. She really wasn't worthy of carrying Xiaolan's shoes.

Although Xiao Lan is pretentious, she is very self-aware. How many licking dogs did Ye Jingwen have to raise to have the personality she has now?

"Mr. Lu, please stop making fun of others."

Ye Jingwen's expression was stiff, she couldn't believe she was rejected.

Lu Beifeng: "I'll give you ten seconds to put on your clothes."

"Mr. Lu~" Ye Jingwen tried to be coquettish and cute.

Lu Beifeng was unmoved: "There are still seven seconds."

Ye Jingwen realized that Lu Beifeng was not joking, and hurriedly re-buttoned her underwear and shirt, but there were too many buttons and it was really too late.

Lu Beifeng did what he said. After receiving the notice, the bodyguards outside the door immediately opened the door and came in. They said in unison: "Mr. Lu!"

"Don't look, don't look."

Ye Jingwen panicked, screamed, and hurriedly put on her coat, feeling an indescribable sense of humiliation in her heart.

Lu Beifeng crossed his legs, looked at her condescendingly, and chuckled: "Are you angry?"

"No, I was abrupt."

Ye Jingwen forced a smile, thinking of a hundred ways to get back at him.

Making something out of nothing, pretending to be a victim of unwritten rules, holding high the banner of women's rights, and provoking antagonism between men and women, class antagonism, and wealth antagonism.

It just so happens that Lu Beifeng is still very popular these days. If she can successfully catch up on the popularity, she will definitely gain countless fans and become a representative of women's rights, and status and wealth will follow.

Ye Jingwen slowly smiled, bowed and prepared to leave: "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry to cause you any trouble. I have nothing to do, so I'll leave first."

Lu Beifeng noticed the change in her expression, shook his head and laughed, pointed at the instrument in front of him, and kindly reminded: "Ms. Ye, the interview is videotaped. I hope you will not behave irrationally."

He is not afraid of trouble, but he hates it.

Life is too short, there is no need to waste time on such trivial matters.

Ye Jingwen's thoughts were seen through, her face turned green and white, and her mood was like a roller coaster, rising and falling in an instant.

Young legend?

The rich generation who made their fortune from scratch have wealth that countless people will never be able to acquire after struggling for several lifetimes.

He is indeed different from his peers, and his way of handling things is too sophisticated and flawless.

She suddenly felt a pain at the tip of her chest. She felt the pain in vain and said with a wry smile: "I understand, Mr. Lu."

Ye Jingwen left.

Lu Beifeng did not conduct any further interviews.

He called Zhao Zhiming over and scolded him, showed him the video of the interview just now, and asked in a bad tone: "Is this the person you selected?"

Zhao Zhiming sincerely assured: "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry that this is my dereliction of duty. I will definitely handle the follow-up and won't cause you any trouble."

This woman was too stupid. In order to prevent her from doing stupid things again and causing trouble for Lu Beifeng, he, Lao Zhao, decided to move into the house reluctantly.

He also likes the breasts. It just so happens that the mistress returned home from Liang and got married a few months ago.

He is confident to win this kind of woman, and he is also confident to train her well.

Lao Zhao may become the biggest winner...

"There will be no need for interviews later, just Zhang Jiali, inform her that she will join the job tomorrow."

Lu Beifeng wasn't really angry, he just took the opportunity to hit him.

The last investigation of Zhao Zhiming found that apart from being asked to do prostate relaxation from time to time, he had no other personal or professional behavior.

This made Lu Beifeng a little unhappy.

"I will inform her." Zhao Zhiming responded, and then said: "Mr. Lu, Miss Wenren is waiting for you downstairs."

"Wenren Xiuyue?"

Lu Beifeng blurted out, because this surname is too rare. Except for his mother's lineage, he has never heard of other people with the surname Wenren.

He asked doubtfully: "Why did she come? And how do you know her?"

Zhao Zhiming said softly: "A few years ago, Miss Wenren came to the company once, and Mr. Lu happened to be away that time, so I was the one who received her."

Lu Beifeng had a headache. He thought for a moment and said, "Does she know I'm in the company?"

Zhao Zhiming's expression changed, as if he had done something wrong again. He smiled stiffly and said, "I told Miss Wenren that you were busy."

Lu Beifeng sighed: "Then ask her to come up."

"OK."

Zhao Zhiming exited the office, and soon the door to the company was pushed open.

A girl with a delicate appearance, fair skin, and a bright smile, wearing a simple sportswear and carrying a backpack, walked in carelessly. She was an old cousin when she opened her mouth: "Biao Guo, Wo Fei is here."

Lu Beifeng couldn't laugh or cry: "You are going to Qian Province to teach, not Gui Province. What the hell is this accent? And you are six hours older than me, so don't call me cousin. If you call me, it will be bad."

Wenren Xiuyue stretched out her arms with a smile: "Don't say so much, just give me a hug. It's been a long time. I miss you."

Walking forward, Lu Beifeng patted her back gently and said with a smile, "When did you come back?"

"I just came back a few days ago. I stayed at home for three days and then I was kicked out, so I came to join you."

Wenren Xiuyue picked up a bunch of grapes on the table, lay on the sofa without any image, slurped them one by one, and sighed: "These grapes should be several hundred pounds per pound, or you can

enjoy."

Lu Beifeng smiled and joked: "If you like to eat, I can let you eat until you vomit."

Wenren Xiuyue said: "I don't have such a good life as you, so I took a week off and will go back in a few days."

Lu Beifeng frowned: "Isn't it two years?"

"Yes, but I'm applying to stay there as a teacher."

"Are you serious?"

Wenren Xiuyue sat up and was very dissatisfied: "Why do you have the same virtue as the old man, but you screamed when you heard that I wanted to stay there."

Lu Beifeng earnestly advised: "Why haven't you thought about why my uncle and I are so noisy?"



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