I think you mean it

Cheng Xing returned home, staring at a pile of boxes.

Qiao Wei originally said that he came to help him tidy up, but Cheng Xing thought about it and decided to forget it. After all, he has his own owner, and friends have to know how to avoid suspicion.

After pondering for a minute, Cheng Xing still felt that it would be better to ask a housekeeper to clean up.

After about half an hour, a housekeeper came to the door.Cheng Xing picked up the important things and moved them to the bedroom, leaving the rest of the living room as the hardest-hit area for the housekeeper.

In the evening, the aunt knocked on the door and said that it had been packed and asked Cheng Xing to check and accept it.

Cheng Xing almost didn't recognize that this was the scene of the crime that was opened by the mirror before. Cheng Xing felt that the money was worth the money, so he hurriedly paid the housekeeper.

Before leaving, the housekeeping aunt also explained where the things were kept, and said that the hats were put in the storage box next to the TV cabinet.

After his aunt left, Cheng Xing stood in front of the mirror and took another look at himself, mainly trying to ignore the bandage on his head and restore his handsome appearance.

Qiao Wei's work efficiency is quite high, and that night, he sent the information of his cousin Xiao Ai and his cousin's company to Cheng Xing's mailbox.

Cheng Xing looked at the person on the information and always felt a little familiar, until he carefully read the company name and information and remembered: Isn't this the young entrepreneur invited by the school to give a speech in his senior year!

Cheng Xing's impression of this is quite good. Although he is a young and cutting-edge investor, he has no airs at all, and his speech and behavior are very decent.

At that time, I didn't understand it carefully, but now Cheng Xing searched the Internet and found that this person is really very powerful.

Yuechen, the founder of Yushan Capital, an angel investor, has an MBA degree from a famous foreign university.Even Cheng Xing is familiar with the investment projects, and has even cooperated with celebrities. The company has achieved great success in the industry less than ten years after its establishment.

Cheng Xing touched his chin and stared at the screen, lamenting that Qiao Wei found a reliable boyfriend this time.

At the end of the information are some requirements for this open recruitment.

The assistant to the president sounds like a very powerful person, but in fact, he has to take care of everything from the life of the president to the work of the president.

However, even so, there are still countless people who want to get this job. After all, the monthly salary is really high!Can!Watch!

Even Cheng Xing, the god of the fat house who claims to be beyond the five elements and three realms, can't help being moved. Action is worse than action. Since he is close to the water, he must cherish the opportunity.

So Cheng Xing rushed out a resume overnight and sent it to Yushan HR's mailbox.

The next morning, while Cheng Xing was still struggling in bed, he received a reply email. Cheng Xing opened the email while tsk-tsk-tsk.

Heh heh, Cheng Xing is worth two!

Cheng Xing was notified by email for an interview in three days.

Before Cheng Xing was finished, his cell phone rang, a landline number.

Cheng Xing picked up the phone, and as expected, it was someone from Yushan's human resources department who came to confirm whether the interview could be held on time.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Xing hummed a little song all the way from the bedroom to the toilet, and waited until he stood still in front of the mirror before remembering that his head had been opened...

This bandage is really an eyesore.

The day before the interview, Cheng Xing went to the hospital and had the bandage removed.After dismantling it, I felt a chill in my head. I looked in the mirror... Who is this in the Mediterranean? !

Cheng Xing wanted to cry, but the bandage was removed, but the hair hadn't grown yet!The handsome guy with the thick hair has now turned into a mediterranean!Who can stand this!

It's okay, it's okay, it's autumn, and it won't be strange to wear a hat.Cheng Xing comforted himself, put on his sweater hat, left the hospital and went straight to the shopping mall.

After picking and picking for more than an hour, Cheng Xing bought three hats: a simple but not simple black baseball cap, a low-key and slightly playful navy blue baseball cap, and a purple baseball cap to show his "identity".

"You might as well buy a wig or just shave your head bald," Qiao Wei suggested sincerely, "Your looks are still good, and a bald head is definitely not ugly. Do you want to think about it?"

Cheng Xing put the baseball cap on his head, and tidied his sideburn hair again, "I don't, I'd rather be Mediterranean than bald."

"Then your baseball cap doesn't match your suit..."

"You know what a fart, this is called fashion." Cheng Xing sat down on the co-pilot, and the door slammed shut with a "bang".

"Master, take it easy, don't take your anger out on the car, it's Xiao Ai's new one, and I drove it just to give you a chance." Qiao Weiwei murmured as he fastened his seat belt.

"Thank Xiaoai for me, then shut up and drive." Cheng Xing shook the file bag at Qiao Weixu.

Without further ado, Qiao Wei started the car immediately.

This is the advantage of living close, Cheng Xing felt that he got off the car as soon as he got in the car.

"I'm going up, you can go back directly, don't wait for me." Cheng Xing said to Qiao Wei before getting off the car.

Qiao Wei made an "OK" gesture and left in the dust, leaving Cheng Xing's car exhaust full of love.

Yushan Capital is on the fifteenth floor of Zhongtian Building, and Cheng Xing felt a little nervous after getting on the elevator.

Although I graduated from a prestigious school and have work experience, I am still a little bit apprehensive about the position of "being both a father and a mother" as an assistant to the president.

Several people were already waiting at the door of the human resources department, Cheng Xing walked over and picked an empty seat to sit down.

Taking advantage of this moment, he took a sneak peek at the other interviewees. He didn't know if Mr. Yue had any requirements for appearance.

Of course, the premise is that you can ignore the baseball cap on your head and focus on your face.

Sure enough, the first question the interviewer asked Cheng Xing was why he had to wear a hat for the interview. Cheng Xing patiently described his injury with elaboration, and finally the interviewer expressed his understanding.

It wasn't until Cheng Xing finally answered a question about "the next outlet for angel investment" that the interview officially ended.

However, Cheng Xing never saw the legendary Yue Chen Yue Zong from the beginning to the end.

I don't know if my new master is good to serve.Cheng Xing got on the elevator while thinking about it, without thinking about whether he was hired or not.

The elevator door was about to close, and the people inside probably saw someone coming, so they pressed the door open button in time.

"Thank you." Cheng Xing thanked that person, and pressed a layer.

"Ah."

Cheng Xing felt that he only heard a nice bass voice. Taking the elevator with strangers always comes with an embarrassment buff. Cheng Xing also kept his mouth shut and kept staring at the elevator door, occasionally glancing at the displayed numbers. .

The bass goes to B1, it should be to the parking lot.Cheng Xing secretly pondered.

The brim of the hat blocked his view, and he could only see the man's straight legs and spotless leather shoes wrapped in dark blue trousers.

Properly domineering president style...

Does this company have to wear formal clothes to work every day?Cheng Xing frowned and thought, subconsciously biting the tip of his thumb with his teeth.

"dirty."

"Huh?" The bass voice suddenly said, Cheng Xing was startled, and subconsciously went to look at him.

"Don't put your hands in your mouth." The bassist glanced at him, then continued to stare straight ahead.

"Ahhhh!" Cheng Xing hurriedly put his hand on the seam of his trousers, standing more seriously than when he was in the freshman military training.

It wasn't until he got out of the elevator that Cheng Xing's head recovered from being disconnected...Why did I listen to him so much?Who is he? !

It seems that the elevator blocks not only the mobile phone signal but also Cheng Xing's IQ.

The weather in October was very good, and the sky was clear and cloudless. Cheng Xing found a vegetarian restaurant to sit down, ordered dishes at random, and remembered the hasty glimpse just now.

Tsk!Not to mention, he's pretty handsome!

There is a chance to fight the male god.

After leaving the company, Cheng Xing went to the hospital again. The doctor said that the stitches could be removed in three to five days. Cheng Xing wanted to sew for a longer period of time, so he would be healed sooner. Coupled with procrastination, he waited until today to remove the stitches.

That night, Cheng Xing took great pains to wash his hair first, and then his body, for fear that accidentally touching the water would hinder the healing of the wound.

He doesn't want to explain how he became a "Mediterranean" to everyone after work, after all, it's not an honorable deed...