"Please, please, go upstairs and sit down to talk." He smiled kindly, and then called to the girl: "Qiu Yue, help us get a pot of tea." The girl looked reluctant and turned around to prepare the tea.
Tea. I looked at her back, gloating a little, and thought: "Humph, where did all the energy go? Don't you still have to bring me tea and water? Haha."
I followed him up to the second floor. In front of me was an antique corridor. On both sides of the corridor were small private rooms decorated in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. I followed the middle-aged man into one of the private rooms. The interior decoration was completely
It is made of wood, as if you have entered a small wooden house. After entering the door, there is a small raised platform like a small kang in the northeast. There is a low tea table placed on the high platform. There are green tea sets on the tea table. On both sides of the tea table
There are cushions. Next to the bright window, there is a Han Dynasty style gray and white maid holding a lamp.
The middle-aged man took off his shoes and put them on the shoe rack at the door. He went up to the small platform and asked me to come up. This was the first time for me to see this kind of interview. I didn’t have time to think too much. I took off my shoes, put them away, and went up. What?
Should I sit cross-legged or sit sideways with my legs under the stage? I was thinking that the middle-aged man opposite was already sitting cross-legged. Okay, let’s do the same as him, so I sat down as well. After sitting down, I looked around,
Except for a few pieces of calligraphy hanging on the wall, there is nothing else.
"Are you still used to sitting like this?" the middle-aged man asked.
"It's okay, but this is the first time I've seen this kind of interview." I told the truth.
"Haha, it's a bit special. You're not used to sitting like this. Let me improve it for you." As he said that, he reached under the small tea table and pressed it. The small tea table slowly rose up, and the bottom
It turned out to be empty, and there were two wooden beams on both sides of the bottom, which could just fit your feet.
"It's so special, it feels a bit noble." I thought to myself, but I didn't say it out loud, so as not to sound like I had never seen the world, but I really had never seen the world. Looking at me, I looked a little surprised.
The middle-aged man didn't say anything else, he just said: "Put your feet down, it will be more comfortable." Needless to say, it was indeed more comfortable, so I followed suit.
"Let me introduce myself first," he said.
Well, standard interview procedures, I thought. So, I started to say the same words that I had repeated countless times as if I were reciting a text. As soon as I finished speaking, he said: "Do you want to know anything about the company?"
"Well, first of all, I want to know, I didn't submit my resume to your company, how come you have my resume?" At this point, I realized why I had to introduce myself just now, I should ask first
This is the problem.
"Didn't your resume and my materials get dropped on the ground by someone during the job market? When that person picked it up, he mixed your resume with my materials. I think that's the case, so it's a predestined relationship.
Ask Qiu Yue to call you, the girl just now, and invite you to come over and talk." He said unhurriedly.
"Oh, that's right, no wonder." My guess was similar, "But your company's business scope should be related to tea, and I'm not very suitable for your company's job requirements." I said.
"Look, I'm just saying that this person has no sincerity and no ability at all. He won't come to us, or he doesn't dare to come to us at all." Qiu Yue, the bird-mouthed person, came in at some unknown time, holding in her hand
There was a small mud-red teapot on the tray. As he spoke, he placed the tray on the tea table, skillfully arranged the tea sets, washed the tea, refilled the water, and poured the tea.
"Let me introduce myself." The middle-aged man ignored the chattering Qiu Yue, "My surname is Qin, my name is Qin Zhongyuan, and I am the general manager of this company."
"Hello, Mr. Qin." I said politely.
"Her name is Qin Qiuyue, she is the secretary and receptionist here, and she is also my daughter." Mr. Qin pointed at the girl with the beak.
"Hello." I nodded to her politely.
"Hello, Mr. Wan." Qiu Yue replied, and then she walked out of the room without saying anything else.
"Let's have a sip of tea first and try how it tastes." Mr. Qin said and picked up the tea cup in front of him and made an invitation gesture. I also picked up the tea cup in front of me and took a sip. The taste was quite good.
It's quite fragrant, but I can't explain why I drank it, because I don't understand tea in the first place.
"Is the taste okay?" Mr. Qin asked.
"Okay, okay, it smells quite refreshing." I said perfunctorily.
Mr. Qin did not care and continued: "You are right what you just said. Our company sells tea and provides tea tasting services, and provides guests with a quiet place to discuss business, chat with old friends, etc. But,
These are not the key businesses. The key point is what people or things you can come into contact with through this place, and do something unusual through the people or things you come into contact with. To put it simply, it is to form a circle. For example, it is like
Your WeChat circle of friends, what kind of people are in your circle, what these people are doing or what information they publish, can also help you understand your general interests, hobbies and career."
I kind of understand this, but considering the high-end decoration level of this teahouse, I think it is probably not a place that the working people who drink big bowls of tea in Lao She's paintings can afford. In other words, come here to spend money.
Most of them write about people who are either rich or noble. And I am just a college student who has just graduated. In terms of social experience and conduct, I will not be on the same level as these people.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder. Could it be? Is it like the qigong master Wang Mumu who was just arrested, doing business as a political and business broker? And recruiting me here is just to serve as cannon fodder? I can't help but feel that there is something behind it.
A bit of cold air is floating around. To be honest, I'm a little scared. What will happen next? Should I run away?
"Don't be afraid, it's not what you think. A charlatan like Wang Mumu is not popular at all." Mr. Qin said disdainfully, "However, if you want to leave now, I won't force you, and our interview will also be held."
It’s over here, how about it?”
I was shocked and thought: "Should we continue?"
At this moment, my feet were resting on the wooden beam. Even if I wanted to run away immediately, it would not be easy. Besides, I hadn’t put on my shoes yet. I looked up again and looked at Mr. Qin in front of me. He didn’t look like a bad guy.
Ah. Besides, what can he do to me in broad daylight? Otherwise, just listen and see what else he can say.
However, how could Mr. Qin in front of me guess what I was thinking all of a sudden? This really surprised me. I was a little scared, but more out of curiosity, I wanted to find out how he knew it.