The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 338 Immortal Venerable, Hug Me (3)

The car was quiet for a few seconds.

When the man spoke again, Qiao Rong felt a strong sense of despair from him.

"You don't remember me."

he said.

The voice is low and hoarse, the tone is firm, but it contains sadness and helplessness.

For some reason, Qiao Rong felt a dull feeling in his heart.

She poked Qiuqiu quickly, and asked quietly: "Qiaoqiu, is he the young master?"

Qiuqiu is also undergoing emergency testing.

A few seconds later, it also opened the mouth with some puzzlement:

[Host, the system shows that the mission target of this plane has not appeared yet...]

The implication is that it's not him.

Qiao Rong pursed her lips slightly when she heard that.

She stood there hesitating for a while, and then said softly: "Sorry, I don't think I know you."

"..."

The car was quiet again.

The atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating in an instant.

Qiao Rong suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She hastily lowered her eyes and didn't look at the man again.

"Perhaps you have the wrong person."

She lowered her head and said something quickly, then turned around and walked away from the car.

Just walking back to the bus station, the bus she was going to take stopped right beside her.

Qiao Rong immediately got on the bus with her bag on her back.

The bus started and drove forward evenly and quickly.

Qiao Rong sat in the last row of seats and couldn't help but look back.

The black car still stayed in place and did not follow up again.

She paused, looked away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

……

The next morning, Qiao Rong, who was a social fish, lay on the bed for a while before slowly getting up and turning on the computer.

In order to make a living, she still had to open various recruitment websites to submit resumes like the original owner did.

Just after submitting a few submissions, the phone rang suddenly.

Qiao Rong picked up the phone.

A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Qiaorong?"

Qiao Rong replied: "I am, may I ask you?"

"It's like this. We saw your resume on the Internet and think that there is a position that is very suitable for you. Do you have time to come for an interview?"

Qiao Rong was stunned for a moment, never expecting to find a job opportunity so easily.

But she still confirmed it: "Can I ask what the position is?"

"You have been an intern on a literature website before, you must know Yanxu God? He needs an assistant who is good at organizing manuscripts. Are you interested?"

"..."

Qiao Rong flipped through the experience and memories of the original owner, and remembered that Master Yanxu is the most famous internet writer at the moment.

Especially the novel of the same name that made him famous in one fell swoop.

The plot is rich, the writing is vivid, and the words are gorgeous.

Most importantly, the emotions are extremely delicate.

Almost everyone who has read this book will be immersed in the sad ending of the story for a long time, unable to get out.

This fairy tale not only received countless readers and praise, but also won many literary awards.

As an online novel, it has not only been officially published, but I heard that many film and television companies have offered olive branches recently, hoping to make this work into a movie or TV series.

Although Qiao Rong hasn't read the novel yet, she is somewhat interested in this position.

So she replied: "Then when can I go for the interview?"

The man said: "Of course, the sooner the better. Is it convenient for you today?"

Qiao Rong glanced at the pajamas she was wearing: "It's convenient."

He smiled: "Alright then, I'll send you the address and time of the interview later, remember to come here on time."

Qiao Rong agreed.

She hangs up.

A minute later, she received a message.

The interview time stated above is in the afternoon.

There is still plenty of time.

Qiao Rong ordered a simple takeaway, ate a little, and then began to wash and prepare for the interview.

(End of this chapter)