The first person for the interview has arrived, but it's not Zheng Xinyao. It's a very pure-looking girl who seems young.
"Hello, interviewers, my name is Chu Nai..."
Jiang Mo didn't pay much attention and watched Wen Yan beside him, resting his chin on his hand.
So beautiful. My wife is so beautiful even when she's working...
Chu Nai was still speaking when Wen Yan interrupted her, "Okay, that's enough."
After the person left, Wen Yan wrote the words 'Qualified' on the paper.
Jiang Mo asked in surprise, "She's qualified already?"
"Yes, she has an audience-friendly face. Maybe she'll become popular in the future."
"What about me? Do you think I have an audience-friendly face?" Jiang Mo asked impatiently.
"Of course, you have a great audience appeal. Your fans are almost at ten million, right?"
"Almost," Jiang Mo nodded.
Moreover, he had promised his fans that he would post a photo of his abs when he reached ten million, but he didn't know if Wen Yan would agree.
The next two were quite ordinary and didn't pass the interview.
The fourth one was Zheng Xinyao.
The woman wore a light blue dress, exuding a noble and elegant aura. When she entered the room and saw Jiang Mo, she was visibly stunned.
Jiang Mo smiled politely at her. He wasn't the interviewer this time; he was just an escort.
Zheng Xinyao gave a self-introduction about her acting experience, speaking generously and confidently.
While speaking, she would occasionally glance at Jiang Mo and smile at him slightly.
Jiang Mo nodded, as if they were exchanging glances.
Wen Yan's face was as dark as water. She secretly pinched Jiang Mo's thigh hard, causing him to gasp for air from the pain.
He whispered, "Wife, what are you doing?"
"Exchanging glances with her? Did you think I didn't see it?"
"No, wife, there was no exchanging glances. I really didn't. I'm wronged."
He just gave a simple greeting.
Wen Yan snorted softly, "Really not?"
"Really, I just gave a greeting. You're overthinking it."
The two were whispering, and Zheng Xinyao frowned slightly.
Jiang Mo isn't an employee of the company? Why is he on such good terms with this President Wen? They seem very close.
Wen Yan warned domineeringly, "You're not allowed to look at her."
"I won't."
Jiang Mo obediently lowered his head and looked at the documents in his hand.
Wen Yan raised her eyelids and said in a cold tone, "The interview is over. You can leave now."
"Okay, thank you."
Zheng Xinyao left the room gracefully.
Wen Yan asked, "How was this person? What are your impressions?"
"President Wen, she looks like she has the potential to be a star. I think we can keep her."
"Yes, she's definitely worth keeping. She's the most outstanding of the new people. Her appearance is particularly eye-catching."
"I also think we can keep her. She has quite a rich experience, having acted in short dramas. She's also good-looking and can easily handle historical dramas and modern dramas."
Jiang Mo couldn't help but nod. Zheng Xinyao was especially beautiful, and her temperament was also very good. She was indeed very suitable to be a star.
Wen Yan deliberately glanced at Jiang Mo, "What do you say?"
"Ah!"
Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself, "President Wen, are you asking me? I'm not an interviewer. I'm just a small employee."
"I'm asking you. What do you think of the person just now?"
Wen Yan repeated.
Jiang Mo felt that this question wasn't simple. If he didn't answer well, he might be finished.
"President Wen, I think she looks quite good, but the decision is yours. What do you think?"
"You think she looks good." Wen Yan curved the corners of her eyes, with a smile that wasn't a smile.
Jiang Mo swallowed his saliva, feeling that he was going to be in trouble when he got home today.
Did he say the wrong thing? He shouldn't have spoken. He should have been a mute. From now on, he should just be a mute.
"Why aren't you talking? Didn't you just say she looked good?"
"No, President Wen, you must have misheard."
Jiang Mo shook his head like a rattle drum, his desire to survive at its maximum.
"Really?"
"Really, President Wen, you must have misheard. I didn't say that just now. I said she's not even as good-looking as a strand of President Wen's hair," Jiang Mo said with a straight face, talking nonsense.
"Then do you think she should be kept?"
Jiang Mo was silent. How should he answer this deadly question?
Even the surrounding high-level interviewers looked puzzled. Why was their President Wen so persistent in asking a small employee?
"I think... President Wen should make the decision herself."
Wen Yan stared straight at Jiang Mo, "Then let's pass on her. I don't think she suits my eye."
"Okay."
Jiang Mo remained calm and composed.
Wen Yan rested her chin on her hand, "You and she are old acquaintances. Aren't you going to plead for her? Maybe if you plead, I'll agree."
Jiang Mo quickly shook his head, "It's better not to. President Wen should decide this matter, and I don't have any special relationship with her. We're just ordinary classmates."
Wen Yan curved her red lips, "Since that's the case, then let her pass."
"Ah?"
Jiang Mo was stunned again.
What does Wen Yan mean?
It's completely impossible to understand a woman's mind. A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, too complicated.
Forget it, don't think about it.
"Zheng Xinyao has passed. I'll sign her to the company. You'll be colleagues then."
"Happy?"
Jiang Mo continued to shake his head, "No feeling."
Even if he was happy, he couldn't say it.
Zheng Xinyao is very hardworking and really needs a good platform. I hope the company can give her resources.
After the interview, Jiang Mo helped Wen Yan to the office.
"Wife, I really don't have anything to do with Zheng Xinyao. I really don't care whether she comes to the company or not."
Wen Yan pinched Jiang Mo's chin, "Really? I saw the two of you exchanging glances during the interview, as if I didn't exist."
"No, I just gave her a simple greeting. I didn't do anything else."
Wen Yan's performance seemed like she was jealous. They were originally a contract couple, and in another half a year, they would be divorced.
"Even if I sign her to the company, you have to stay away from her. Don't forget who you belong to now."
Wen Yan kissed Jiang Mo's lips fiercely.
"Wife, I know. I'm yours."
Jiang Mo didn't resist and accepted the kiss calmly.
"Sister Wen Yan, I've come to deliver documents to you. Can I come in now?"
A soft knock sounded outside.
Jiang Mo gasped softly, "Wen Yan, stop kissing. Someone's coming."
"Don't be afraid, they won't come in. Hurry, give me another kiss. This is your punishment for exchanging glances with other women."
Wen Yan took another bite and hadn't let go of Jiang Mo when the door was suddenly opened.
The person who came in was Luo Jinghui. He was stunned in place, looking at the scene in front of him. Wen Yan was sitting on Jiang Mo's lap, the two of them embracing and kissing, very intimate...
