Flash marriage does not end well

Strangely, after being despised and scorned, the tense heartstrings in Lin Qian's heart suddenly calmed down, and his eyes slowly fell on the projector on the side of the table.He recognized the string of brand names, imported from Germany, and very expensive—everything he saw seemed to be very expensive after he came in, as if trying to show superiority and arrogance in every detail, and it was also different from the one in front of him. The background color in the eyes of the hr is exactly the same.

Two minutes later, Lin Qian took out the backup resume he had prepared from his bag, put it on the table, and handed it to the other party.Attached to the resume is a portfolio, all of which are arranged in order of gold content, detailed and not redundant.

"Here is my resume. If you still feel that I am not worth the price after reading it, that is your problem, not mine."

HR also seemed to be surprised by Lin Qian's reaction. He was stunned for a short time, then quickly changed his face into a smile, took the resume with both hands, and flipped it over.She turned around for a while, and smoothed things over unhurriedly: "Mr. Lin, don't worry about it. I just speak directly, and I don't have any other meaning..."

She changed the subject, and continued, "But let's understand each other, after all, you are an omega, and your child is also at an age that needs to be taken care of. It's a negative factor for us that you can't devote all your energy to work..."

Lin Qian sat with her hands down, completely relaxed physically and mentally, and looked leisurely at the opening and closing of the other party's lips.

I don't know where there are so many whimsical and righteous bosses in the world. Even if an employee has no children to take care of, it doesn't mean that he deserves to work hard for someone else's company to death.

He swears that he has no prejudice against the profession of hr. Everyone just performs their own duties, but if an hr regards salary reduction as his entire professional honor and value and does not hesitate to personally attack candidates, then this company will not come, it is unnecessary. Jumping from one fire pit to the next without stopping.

The inner narrations that popped up one after another flashed through Lin Qian's mind one after another as if they had entities, and it was not until a certain moment that he realized belatedly that these views were all said to him by Wen Zhihan.At that time, Wen Zhihan was earnestly studying how to be a qualified boss, and occasionally chatted a few words when he had nothing to do. Even though Lin Qian hadn’t graduated and hadn’t really stepped into the workplace at the time, many of the conversations were subtly imperceptible. Imprinted in his mind, it became what Han Dong would often complain about many years later, the so-called "hypocritical disease" of Lin Qian at work.

It's a pity that Wen Zhihan will study how to be a boss seriously, but he will never learn how to be a husband.

"Mr. Lin?"

"Huh...?" Lin Qian came back to his senses, thought about the question she just asked in the eyes of the other party's scrutiny, and asked, "Sorry, do you have any children?"

The female hr's expression was even more caught off guard than before, as if a veteran who was able to advance and retreat with ease had inadvertently revealed a little flaw.After a long while, he cautiously revealed: "Yes."

Lin Qian smiled immediately: "Then do you think your child is a negative factor in life?"

The atmosphere was awkward, he quickly shrugged his shoulders after speaking, and joked: "In fact, many employers prefer applicants with children, after all, the little things at home are too expensive."

Like a gentle antidote, the baffle between the two of them was slowly released, and the female hr seemed to have found a common topic, her eyes softened a little bit, and her tone became much softer afterwards.

A few minutes later, she finally put down her resume and looked up: "Mr. Lin, I understand your basic situation. I have to trouble you to wait here. I'll go and invite the interviewer from the business side."

Lin Qian originally wanted to stop her, but he had already made up his mind not to come here anyway, so he might as well leave early and find a place to rest.But the other party stood up and introduced with a smile: "Our interviewer is still a senior at your brother's school."

He hesitated for a moment.

The other party should be talking about the Academy of Fine Arts across the lake from his alma mater. Because of the short distance and the close relationship between the teachers of the two schools, they often sketch together.Lin Qian missed those carefree college days and those days surrounded by paint, and thought of such an unexpected coincidence, she couldn't help but stay.

He sat alone, his back straightened up again, and he even felt slightly nervous. He grabbed the paper cup on the table and took a few sips, concentrating on the movement behind him.

This was something Lin Qian regretted so much afterwards.

Too much attention, too good hearing, so unlucky enough to be filled with garbage.

It was a heavy male voice, through the door, the voice was slightly alienated, but the hoarseness caused by years of smoking, and the strong contempt in the tone could still be heard.

"...I know, Lin Qian, I didn't expect him to come, hahaha...I don't want to meet him, is he worthy? Didn't he follow a rich man? He also used it to find a job... with his The mentor Han Jing is like that, he loves vanity, and he is open to money... You don't know? His mentor back then, Han Jing! Married a boss who is almost 20 years old! What kind of people do you think she can teach? To hold a paintbrush or to serve people? I just don't want him to come..."

Lin Qian stood up all of a sudden, like a cat that instinctively arched itself after being irritated, the chair legs screeched piercingly on the ground - he opened the door and looked at the so-called "senior" who was so ugly Then, he gritted his teeth and said nothing. The latter seemed to be intimidated by his sharp eyes, and subconsciously stopped, but two or three seconds later he grinned confidently: "Am I wrong?"

The small conference room is far away from the main office area. On a corner, there are three people standing in the narrow aisle. The atmosphere is frozen and anxious. The female hr has an embarrassing expression on her face. Taking a step forward, he said to Lin Qian, "Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, this is Brother Qi from our design department. He's a little blunt, don't mind..."

"Don't mind? What else do I need to say before I mind?" Lin Qian interrupted her, and glanced over coldly with a stinky face, "Beware of being outspoken with low quality, don't blame people who are outspoken."

"..."

After realizing that most of his words were heard verbatim, the man opposite seemed to no longer care about maintaining his appearance.He looked at Lin Qian several times, and it was difficult to connect him with the boy whose eyes were above the top of the head. He drew a lot of confidence from the shabby eyes of the other party, and decided that Lin Qian was already down, and his heart surged. A sense of vengeance followed by a weird laugh at the end.

"Sister He, take a look at his resume, the Qingtan Gold Award, you don't even want to lose your face. You don't know, there were so many people in the finals back then, how could anyone come to participate in the competition with a hickey blatantly? Who bought it for him? I don't even know the prize!"