Brilliant

Not long after Mo Beicheng sent out the recruitment information, he received a lot of resumes. He eliminated a bunch of fake ones and notified the rest to come for an interview.

Mo Beicheng interviewed on the first day, and he brushed off all the interviewees.

Jiang Haishan felt that Mo Beicheng was too harsh, so he took the initiative to apply for an interview with Mo Beicheng the next day, but Jiang Haishan only interviewed for a whole morning, and then yelled that he would not come in the afternoon.

Now there is no need for Mo Beicheng to complain, Jiang Haishan started nagging directly: "Who is this? Why do people come to interview with Mozart's works? Does he think I'm stupid?"

"Maybe he thinks we don't know how to do it." Mo Beicheng couldn't help laughing, "There is another inspirational person who wants to give a concert in the Golden Hall, but he can't even tell the difference between the piano and the electronic organ."

After watching the weird interviews all morning, Mo Beicheng still didn't choose anyone, and Jiang Haishan didn't bother to blame him, but ran away in the afternoon after finding a reason, and he didn't want to watch these weird people show off again.

At around 1:[-] p.m., Mo Beicheng packed up the materials and waited for the new wave of exotic flowers to be baptized in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, there was a knock on the office door at this time.

Walking in was a thin young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a black shirt. His skin was very pale, the kind of paleness that had not seen the sun for a long time, but his lips were abnormally bright red.

"Is this the place for the interview?" the young man asked.

Mo Beicheng nodded, not knowing why this young man always gave himself a zombie-like feeling.

"I'm Gao Yue, and this is my resume." A young man named Gao Yue took out an A4 paper from his briefcase and handed it to Mo Beicheng. Only then did Mo Beicheng notice that he was wearing a Gloves, and specifically avoided his hand when handing him something.

Cleanliness?

Mo Beicheng took the resume: "Didn't you submit it online before? I'm sorry, we will not notify the interview until we accept the resume submitted online."

"No... I saw the sign you put up downstairs when I was having dinner, so I came over to take a look." Gao Yue replied, "I thought you were going to recruit people anyway, and my major is also in line with yours. request, so I came up to take a look. Do I have to follow the procedure?"

"It's okay." Mo Beicheng took the resume, looked at the qualifications that read "Conservatory of Music, Peking University", "Did you graduate from the Conservatory of Music, Peking University?"

"Yes." Gao Yue replied.

That conservatory happened to be the one where Professor Hu worked. Mo Beicheng felt a little uncomfortable looking at it, and asked, "Do you know Professor Hu?"

"Professor Hu? Do you mean male or female?" Gao Yue asked.

Mo Beicheng replied, "Men, Hu Shuangpeng."

Gao Yue nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, I have taken two lessons from him, but the teaching is not very good. My major is flute, and he teaches piano, but he came to teach a music theory class. I haven’t seen it since then. I was shocked when I heard someone say that he is M, at his level...Maybe some people really can write but not teach.”

Mo Beicheng nodded, he thought he might be overthinking.

Mo Beicheng asked a few more questions in the professional field, and he found that Gao Yue's answers were good.Now Gao Yue is basically the interviewer he is most satisfied with so far, but Mo Beicheng wanted to wait and see, so he asked Gao Yue to go back and wait for news.

The interviewees in the afternoon were all okay, but compared with Gao Yue, they were still a bit worse.Mo Beicheng thought about whether to settle Gao Yue first, and then wait for the studio to open before finding new people.

At this time, Jiang Haishan suddenly called.

"Don't you think it's a coincidence? Yuan Ai can play the piano! It's Xiaoliang's girlfriend. She just resigned from her original company and couldn't find a job. Why don't you let her come here?" Jiang Haishan said excitedly.

Mo Beicheng was reluctant: "Let's let her go through the process, just let her come for an interview."

Jiang Haishan hummed for a while, then found a quiet place and whispered to Mo Beicheng: "That's right, don't you see that the milk tea shop is going to close soon? Although Xiaoliang said that he has worked several jobs, he is in our milk tea shop. The store has the most competition. Now that the milk tea shop is about to close, Yuan Ai has resigned again. It is not easy for the two of them to work hard here. Can Yuan Ai be recruited so that the two of them can walk slowly?"

Mo Beicheng had a headache when he heard about this kind of interpersonal communication. He was not very willing to recruit someone who he didn't know his ability for such a reason.

Jiang Haishan continued to persuade: "Isn't it difficult when you first came to this city? Think about it with your heart."

This sentence just hit Mo Beicheng's heart. At that time, he had no job, and it was Jiang Haishan who gave him the opportunity to work in a milk tea shop.only......

"Can I give her a 20-day trial period? If she can't meet my requirements after 20 days, then I still have to fire her." Mo Beicheng backed down a step.

"Okay, I'll talk to Yuan Ai." Jiang Haishan replied.

Just as Jiang Haishan hung up the phone, Shen Fengming called again.

A few days ago, Shen Fengming took Lulu to the milk tea shop to find Mo Beicheng. First, Lulu was arguing to see Mo Beicheng, and second, he wanted to ask why Mo Beicheng suddenly started writing songs again, but was told by the clerk. Doesn't work here anymore.

Lulu froze immediately when she heard this, but she didn't make a fuss about going to see Mo Beicheng.Shen Fengming felt distressed looking at his daughter, so he could only coax her first.Shen Fengming just remembered this incident today, so he called Mo Beicheng and asked him what he was doing now.

"I... plan to open a music studio." Mo Beicheng said without hesitation.

Shen Fengming made a wild guess before, "Can you...can write songs?"

"Yes..." Mo Beicheng admitted.

"Then congratulations."

Shen Fengming has been in the mall for so many years, so he still has a little room for people. He knows that Mo Beicheng will not be willing to work under him, so he should be a friend.

"Brother Shen, thank you." Mo Beicheng thanked him.

"Come to my house for dinner the day after tomorrow. Lulu is clamoring to see you. I happen to have a piano at home. Come and teach her." Shen Fengming said, "Also, since you have already opened a studio, why don't we discuss it? Do you want to cooperate? The piano score you sold to me before, I have already made it into a song, you... come and listen to it?"

"Well, I'll come to you the day after tomorrow." Mo Beicheng replied, "I have one more thing to trouble you."

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