A thousand-year-old corpse fell in love with me

Time flies, in a blink of an eye, 15 years have passed.

On Ping Haoan's birthday, after having breakfast with his parents, he went out alone.

Yu Chun tidied up the noodle bowls and egg skins on the table, and couldn't help but said to Ping Yi: "My son is going to an interview today, won't he cause trouble?"

"My son has grown up, so he won't act impulsively." When Ping Yi said this, he didn't have the confidence in his heart.

The main reason is that Ping Hao'an is really capable of doing things, and he hasn't stopped since he was sensible.

Besides, Ping Haoan had already gone out, drove the birthday present given to him by Uncle Hou Qing, and went directly to the interview company.

Although the school arranged an internship for him, it remains to be seen whether the company will accept it or not.

After finally jumping to the sophomore year, he only needs an internship score to enter the junior year.

In order to get rid of the shackles of the campus as soon as possible, if you fail today, you will be successful!

At the gate of Anyang Group, many registered interns came today. Some of these people fought for their own opportunities, and some were arranged by the school.

For a multinational company like Anyang Group, many people are struggling to get in.

"I'll go, which leader of the group is this?"

When Ping Haoan parked the Bentley in the most conspicuous seat at the door, many interns noticed.

Even the security guard at the door was puzzled, this car is very strange, could it be a customer?

Just when everyone was secretly guessing, the young figure of Ping Haoan appeared from the car.

Dressed casually, no specific identity can be seen.

Taking out the interview materials from the car, he strode in, even the security guard at the door forgot to stop him.

"Where is the interview place?" Ping Hao'an slapped the portfolio on the front desk, and said to the lady in overalls inside.

"Ah!" Seeing such a young and handsome face, the receptionist lost his mind for a moment. Thinking that today the president will have an interview in person, he said, "The 32nd floor, the president's office."

When Ping Haoan walked towards the elevator, the receptionist realized that the other party was only here for an interview, and she actually pointed to the president's office!

God, she's going to be fired!

Thinking of this, she immediately rushed out of the front desk to chase after him, but the elevator had already gone up...

In the CEO's office on the 32nd floor, a man in a suit is adjusting his tie.

"President, it's almost time. Are you going to organize an interview?" The female secretary was wearing a low-cut dress, revealing her career line.

Feng Yang glanced at the time, "You go there first, let them go to the meeting room, remember to turn on the surveillance."

"Yes, president." Seeing that the president didn't even look at her, the female secretary left regretfully.

The female secretary entered the elevator, and the elevator next to her opened, and Ping Haoan came out from it.

It turns out that this is the floor of the president's office. Why is there no one there? Although the sun is abundant, it gives people a gloomy feeling.

Holding his files, Ping Haoan found the location of the president's office.

Seeing that the door was not closed tightly, he pushed the door open and went in.

At this time, Feng Yang was about to go out, and the two came face to face.

"President Anyang?" Ping Hao'an looked him up and down. It is said that the president of Anyang is about [-] years old, handsome and successful in his career. He is a famous diamond bachelor in the imperial capital.

While Ping Hao'an was looking at Feng Yang, Feng Yang was also looking at him, where did this brat come from?

"Who are you, do you have an appointment?" Feng Yang asked, he couldn't remember who he had an appointment with today.

Ping Hao'an raised one corner of his lips, and said arrogantly: "Drag you, I'm here for an interview!"

As he spoke, he slapped the kraft paper bag in his hand on Feng Yang's chest.

Feng Yang was almost laughed angrily by him, "Unqualified, you left by yourself, or I asked the security guard to ask you to leave."

"You didn't even read my profile, so how can you say I'm unqualified!" Ping Haoan was furious. Compared to those 20-year-olds who have achieved nothing, he is a genius jumper.

Seeing the other party's angry look, Feng Yang suddenly became interested in teasing him.

He turned around and walked back to the office, put the information on the table, "It's okay if you want me to see it, let me talk about your strengths first."

"I don't need to talk about my strengths. I have no shortcomings in my whole body." Ping Hao'an walked in after him. Narcissism is a problem that has been cultivated since childhood, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to get over it in this life.

Just after Ping Haoan entered, the door behind him suddenly closed.

Ping Hao'an smiled secretly, he didn't expect that the other party was not an ordinary person, interesting!

However, this person hid it very well, he couldn't see the color of the other party's soul.

"Forgive my blindness, but I really don't see any strengths in you." Feng Yang sat back on the chair, looked at Ping Hao'an with a half-smile, his eyes glowing darkly.

Ping Hao'an sat down on the opposite side of Feng Yang, leaned back, "The most handsome man in the universe, does that count?"

Feng Yang looked at Ping Haoan seriously, and had to admit that the other person's appearance was really impeccable, and he also carried an indescribable aura.

"I'm short of a life secretary, do you want to take it?" The more Feng Yang looked at him, the more interesting he became, especially when the other party approached, there was a kind of temptation from the soul on his body.

Ping Haoan only cares about one thing, "Do you want to rate it?"

"If you behave well, I will reward you." Feng Yang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Success, let's talk about salary next." Ping Hao'an became serious. The internship period will last for half a year. He is such an excellent person, he can't work for nothing.

Regarding salary, Feng Yang was very generous and gave him the treatment of the president's secretary directly.

Ping Haoan was quite satisfied, clapped his hands and said, "When will you start working?"

"Now." Feng Yang pointed to the tea room next door, "I want to drink freshly ground coffee."

Ping Haoan narrowed his eyes, coffee, right? "Okay!"

Seeing Ping Hao'an go out, Feng Yang opened the file in his hand.

After he had read everything at a glance, the landline phone rang, and it was the secretary calling, asking him when the interview would start.

"You can figure it out for yourself, keep ten good ones at the grassroots level." After finishing speaking, Feng Yang hung up the phone, he had already found an interesting one!

Ping Ho-an has always been the master who stretches out his hands for food and opens his mouth for food. Although he understands the principle of the coffee machine, it is the first time he uses it.

Paralyzed, his father is also rich, but he has never been so pretentious. He also freshly ground coffee and had a cup of instant one.

Thinking about it this way, Ping Haoan felt that everything tasted the same, so he directly took out a [-]-in-[-] coffee powder, made a cup of instant coffee and brought it over.

"Is this freshly ground coffee?" Feng Yang realized something was wrong after taking a sip.

Ping Haoan said confidently, "That's right, I put too much sugar."

"Let's put it down next time." Feng Yang put the coffee aside, play with him, then they will have a good time.

Life in the office is boring, so it's good to have some fun!