The richest man starts with mining

Chapter 69 Pretending to be the boss (recommendation)
Meanwhile, Backwater Bay Villa.

Song Qian smiled playfully, this Lan Yingying didn't accompany Li Qingfeng at night, and actually chatted with him.

"Mr. Song, I am willing to admit defeat. I owe you a request."

Lan Yingying sent a message.

interesting.

Song Qian touched his chin, what do you mean?
Tease him?
Tentative?

Thinking of this, Song Qian shook his head, "Miss Lan, you chat with me, does Mr. Li know?"

"He, he can't control me."

Song Qian was taken aback, what do you mean?
Li Qingfeng hasn't succeeded yet?
That can't be touched either.

After all, he had to ask Li Qingfeng to help with the connection, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

With a lady's cigarette in her hand, Lan Yingying couldn't help laughing, "Mingming is so bold, but now she's shrinking back."

She couldn't help editing the message: "How on earth did you change that dress?"

I just wanted to send it, but felt it was inappropriate, and finally sent it, "Good night."

Song Qian looked through the address book, lonely night, should I find an S-level goddess to come out for a drink?
Just as he was thinking, a message popped up.

Click to open it, Song Qian is happy.

It was a message from Zhou Qi.

She wants to cooperate with Song Qian to create a high-end auction platform, Zhou Qi provides the platform, and Song Qian provides the baby.

It coincides with his thinking.

However, the Zijin Auction House platform is too small.

Song Qian prefers to cooperate with top domestic auction houses or international auction houses.

After thinking about it, Song Qian replied: "The idea is very good, but for me, the loss is too great!"

He also didn't deny the possibility of follow-up cooperation in a word.

Zhou Qi felt helpless when he received the news.

I have also dealt with Song Qian several times, and I know that he is a difficult person.

If you want to curry favor with Song Qian, you have to do what he likes.

But what does he like?
money?
He is not short of money now.

baby?

He seems to have quite a few.

Luxury car?

It's too obvious, he probably won't accept it.

Then there are only beauties!
Zhou Qi thought about it for a long time, what kind of beauty can make Song Qian fall in love with.

Finally, she thought of someone, "Noru, how about I introduce you to a boyfriend?"

The next day, Song Qian came to the company.

Cheng Mingyue knocked on the door, "President Song, how many people are interviewing the secretary, are you interviewing yourself, or should I help you?"

Cheng Mingyue knew exactly what a secretary was.

Something inside her was saying, "Let me interview, let me interview"

"I'll do it myself!"

Song Qian smiled.

He's a billionaire now.

I don't even have a secretary by my side, so I don't fit in.

Look at Chen Jiandong, there are three secretaries with fine legs.

It's not too much for him to find two, right?

To avoid aesthetic fatigue.

Cheng Mingyue was secretly disappointed.

But what right does she have to lose?

"Okay, I'll let them come up."

Not long after, there was a pleasant voice outside the door.

"Please come in!"

The door opened, and a beautiful woman about 1.7 meters tall and very conservatively dressed walked in.

In such a hot weather, she actually dressed so tightly, isn't it hot?

She is quite pretty, and generally this kind of pretty girl will take advantage of her own advantages, especially in the position of secretary.

So it must be that her legs are not good-looking!

"Hello, Mr. Song, me"

He is not good at speaking, Song Qian prefers to be eloquent.

He is not good at legs, and he is not good at speaking, so he will be eliminated directly.

The second person has a good figure and a pretty appearance, but is too short and eliminated!
The third is the mountains and mountains.

It's ugly.

disuse!

Fourth, fifth. Song Qian is a little tired, can't you give him your resume in advance?

What he didn't know was that Cheng Mingyue played a little tricky, but didn't want Song Qian to order the dishes based on his appearance.

The eighth, Song Qian has given up hope.

Hearing the knock on the door, Song Qian shouted 'Please come in'.

Then the office door opened.

A tall, fair-skinned and beautiful woman walked in.

Song Qian regained his spirits immediately.

Not bad, beautiful.

"Hi, Mr. Song, my name is Zhang Nuoru, I am 25 years old, and here is my resume!"

She walked forward with a smile and handed over her resume.

Song Qian sat upright, took the resume, and read it carefully.

Good guy, his birthday in October is actually the same as Song Qian's, only a few days younger than Song Qian's.

Height 172.

However, according to Song Qian's visual inspection, it should be the net height.

Proper legs.

It's straight and slender, and it's worth watching.

Visual C+.

Graduated from Danfu University, although it is not Mizuki or Beijing University, but it is also very good.

And still a graduate student.

Song Qian asked curiously, "Why did you go back to Changnan when you were a graduate student?"

"On-the-job postgraduate entrance examination does not conflict!"

Zhang Nuoru looked at Song Qian, he was indeed handsome.

And that kind of handsome is not just handsome on the surface, but handsome from the bottom of his heart.

Also very attractive.

Especially those black and white eyes, very bright.

People can't help but want to see it.

He looks even more upright in a suit.

It fully satisfied Zhang Nuoru's fantasy of being a domineering president.

"I am even more handsome than what Qiqi said, but I just don't know how my character is."

Last night, Zhou Qi called her and said that he would introduce her to a boyfriend.

On the phone, Zhou Qi praised Song Qian to the sky.

Of course she didn't believe it.

So today, she came for an interview.

On the one hand, I came to see if Song Qian was really as good as Zhou Qi said.

On the other hand, she also intends to find a job.

Song Qian looks very handsome when he reads the information.

Especially when he smiles, he is so handsome.

Simply.

"I don't think you have much work experience."

Song Qian crossed his hands and kept his eyes straight, "To be honest, your qualifications are not outstanding!"

Zhang Nuoru's heart skipped a beat, "President Song, statistics is my major, and I was also a cadre of the student union when I was in college."

"If you want to look at majors, can't I just choose secretarial majors?"

Song Qian looked at her with scrutinizing eyes, "To be honest, who hasn't been a class leader since childhood? You are out of society now, and I don't pay much attention to what the school does."

Finished!

This speech is more like a domineering president!
"University only allows you to have a higher starting point than others, that's all, it doesn't mean that you will create greater value than them in the future."

Song Qian continued: "So Ms. Zhang, go back and wait for the call."

Zhang Nuoru became anxious immediately, it was over, he was eliminated!

She is very confident in her appearance and figure.

But these seemed nothing to Song Qian.

No wonder Zhou Qi said that Song Qian is a very down-to-earth person.

Doesn't seem to care much about this one.

"President Song, please give me another chance."

Zhang Nuoru said: "I'll waste your time for one minute. If you haven't changed your mind for one minute, I'll turn around and leave. I won't waste your precious time."

Song Qian frowned slightly, but secretly smiled inwardly. He knew better about the psychology of college students who had just graduated, especially Zhang Nuoru who didn't have much work experience.

Feilong Decoration is now considered a group company with a good development momentum, which has a natural appeal to college students.

Hand pinch, effortless.

He nodded, "30 seconds, you only have 30 seconds!"

Song Qian didn't know that Na Qiao, who was pretending to be the overlord, fell right into Zhang Nuo's arms.

She took a deep breath, "Okay, I will definitely convince you (shui)!"

　Not silly white sweet, not silly white sweet, not silly white sweet!Say important words three times!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)