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Feng Qingcheng was not as flamboyant as when she received the interview notice this time. What she thought in her heart was that it would be bad if the interview failed, so she suppressed the joy in her heart hard, and the corners of her upturned mouth were pulled into a twitch. straight line.The whole person looks the same as usual, but if you look carefully, you can see that Feng Qingcheng's face is too dignified, as if he is hiding something intentionally.

Feng Qingcheng had been preparing for the interview for a long time, and she had searched and searched for the interview questions, not to mention the answers, she had prepared several copies, just to be sure.Speaking of which, Feng Qingcheng still wanted to enter Fahrenheit. At first, it was because her ideal type of professional elites should work in the high-end and elegant environment of Fahrenheit enterprises; later, she gradually learned about Fahrenheit employees through various channels. Fahrenheit spoke highly of all aspects of Fahrenheit, especially in the area of ​​employee training. Fahrenheit was very willing to spend money and time, which was what Feng Qingcheng liked; The scope of business covers a wide range, beyond her phenomenon, even the seemingly unrelated publishing of historical books and the production of Chinese patent medicines are covered by Fahrenheit.

A company's ability to cover such a wide range not only shows its strong strength, but also shows its diverse corporate culture. Perhaps it is because of this that Fahrenheit has a rich and colorful corporate culture value. The talents recruited are also from all walks of life, and there are many celebrities. , such a broad business field, there should be a place for her to display her talents, right?Feng Qingcheng was so excited just thinking about it, if she succeeds in the interview, wouldn't it be great to work with those seniors who are like everyone!

"Qingcheng, it's time to eat." Chaoyang stood behind the sofa at some point, and Feng Qingcheng didn't know if it was because she was too focused on the problem and didn't notice it at all.Feng Qingcheng got up to pack her things, put the computer aside, and went to ask Shang Mu to eat.Feng Qingcheng rushed to wash his hands before entering the kitchen. The noble and elegant man was serving the soup in a bowl, and his movements were a bit clumsy. Feng Qingcheng suddenly felt that a girl like Long Qingque should really treat her well. It's pity to see her cooking.Let her cook in the future, Feng Qingcheng thought so, but she always felt that she couldn't compete with Long Qingque and Chaoyang.

"Long'er, let me come!" Feng Qingcheng interrupted Long Qingque when she put down the first bowl of soup.Long Qingque didn't stop because of this, nor did she look at her, but just said in a low voice, "I'll do it." Although Feng Qingcheng didn't fully understand Long Qingque's stubbornness, she did notice that Long Qingque's stubbornness seems to be deeper than she imagined.Feng Qingcheng knew that Long Qingque would not respond to her, so she didn't want to just poke there in a daze, so she turned around to serve the meal, and carried it over.

As soon as Feng Qingcheng came out of the kitchen door, she almost bumped into Shang Mu who was coming towards her. The rice was already very hot, so hot that even the edge of the bowl could not be touched.Feng Qingcheng held the protruding bottom of the bowl with his fingers, and rested his thumb on the edge of the bowl to fix it. This grip was not stable. To avoid Shang Mu who was rushing towards him, Feng Qingcheng turned his body away, and his hands were also Followed by the sideways movement, with this movement, the palms and fingertips touched hot spots, unable to bear the heat, Feng Qingcheng unconsciously let go, and she directly threw out the two bowls.

It was too late for Feng Qingcheng to save her, but Shang Mu, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, tapped one foot on the ground, bent down and stretched out his hand to catch it. Before Feng Qingcheng saw the movement clearly, the two bowls fell into Shang Mu's hands intact .

Feng Qingcheng was a little dumbfounded watching it. She knew a few people had kung fu, but she had never seen it up close. Shang Mu's skill was vigorous just now, which seemed like a stunt in a TV series.

"I'm really sorry that I frightened you, I just wanted to come and help." Shang Mu hurriedly explained with a look of fear on his face.Behind Feng Qingcheng, Long Qingque put his hands on the stage, his eyes were cold, and a majesty appeared on his face, which made Shang Mu feel guilty.

"It's okay, luckily it didn't break. These are the bowls Long Er just bought, and I haven't had time to use them yet." Feng Qingcheng turned around and picked up the other two bowls of rice, which he brought to the table with Shang Mu.

Chaoyang helped to serve the dishes, and gave Shang Mu a hard look. The success was not enough, and the failure was more than failure. Long Qingque didn't say anything until the end, and Shu Mu knew to shut up and eat.

Long Qingque learned how to cook and cooked two small dishes, both of which were Feng Qingcheng's favorite dishes, a stewed eggplant stick in oil, and a vinegared cabbage.Two very simple dishes, but Long Qingque took a lot of thought, and she was willing to pursue perfection, so it took a lot of time to cut out dishes of just the right size and shape.Now I have made it as taught on TV, but the taste is not satisfactory. Long Qingque found that Feng Qingcheng's chopsticks mostly skipped her dishes, which shows that the taste is not good and Feng Qingcheng doesn't like it.

In the past, when Feng Qingcheng's head was bright, no matter how bad she was, she would pretend to praise a few good dishes. Today, she was more concerned about the interview, so she didn't have the heart to think about it, and naturally went to eat whatever she thought was delicious. one.Chaoyang knew the reason, so she had no choice but to take the initiative to eat the dishes fried by Long Qingque. The taste was really ordinary, but it was delicious if it came from her master.

After eating, it was still not Feng Qingcheng's turn to wash the dishes. Feng Qingcheng stood and rested, and Long Qingque remained silent throughout.Feng Qingcheng poked at the computer for a while, and felt that Long Qingque's mood was not right. Although she usually seldom talked, this time it felt different.

When everyone lay down to rest at night, Feng Qingcheng and Long Qingque also lay down side by side to rest on the bed. In the past, Long Qingque would go to bed very late while reading, but today she lay down early.In the dark night, both of them had their eyes open, their bodies were lying flat, and their eyes were fixed on the ceiling.The faint scent of fragrance in the breath originated from Long Qingque. Feng Qingcheng felt dizzy when she smelled it, and her consciousness began to slacken. Feng Qingcheng half-closed her eyes, and her thoughts drifted to her Know where.

Feng Qingcheng's slack mind was still thinking about why Long Qingque was angry, did he make her angry?Why!A person as high as Long Qingque should be broad-minded, why is he so stingy?Did I really do something too much?Yulong clan, Yulong clan, what are you like? Feng Qingcheng was curious, but she didn't know where to start. What kind of person was Feng Linlang, and where did she go?Long Qingque loved her so much, how could she have the heart to abandon him and go away?

Feng Qingcheng gradually became tired from thinking wildly. In a trance, Feng Qingcheng could only feel the breeze blowing along her ears and hair to a farther place. Mixed with the fragrance she was familiar with, it was the smell of Long Qingque's body. She tried to open her eyes to see where that person was, but felt that her eyelids were heavy.Feng Qingcheng raised her head and squinted her eyes half-closed, all she could see was a blue sky, not even a single cloud, the breeze blew past, only pieces of fallen leaves whirled and fell, and there were fine petals dancing together , The wind blew fiercely, and the petals were flying all over the sky.Feng Qingcheng took small steps in a trance dream, walked deep in the forest, only took a few steps, and was surprised to find that a large peach blossom forest came into view, and everywhere he could see was in full bloom The petals of the peach blossom tree are scattered in the sky, as if they are flying immortals.

Feng Qingcheng felt exhausted both physically and mentally, she closed her eyes, and heard rustling sounds in her ears, Feng Qingcheng slowly opened her arms, raised her head to the sky, and quietly listened to the sounds around her.At this time, a long and mournful flute sound penetrated into her ears, the flute sound seemed to be the whisper of a young girl, sometimes slow and sometimes hurried, telling something.Feng Qingcheng opened her eyes again, and at some point in the depths of the peach blossoms, there was an extra person. A woman was standing there in a white dress, her long black hair was tied up in one strand, hanging vertically around her waist, and the hem of the dress was following her. The wind and Xiaoyin dance lightly.In the pink peach blossom garden, the white clothes are particularly eye-catching, as if she is a fairy who descended from the sky.Feng Qingcheng's feet walked towards the depths of the peach blossoms involuntarily, she couldn't wait to see that person's face clearly, the longing in her heart couldn't be suppressed, she quickened her pace, and the fallen leaves and petals on the ground were trampled to the ground by her. Xi Suosuo's voice.The closer she got to the woman in pink, the more painful Feng Qingcheng's heart was. From the music, she could hear the heartbroken pain of infinite yearning but not seeing it. The melancholy pain seemed to melt in her mouth. Feng Qing Cheng's mouth was full of bitterness.