The company that Pan Xiaoyang was notified to interview was a foreign company, Jiangdong branch of the China Office of Malacca International Investment Holding Group. Its office location was only completed last year and is known as the first luxury office building in Omi. This building and the Bank of China Building belong to Omi's Central Business District. This area near the river is also proudly called Omi's Lujiazui by locals.

When working at the All-Time Auction Company, Pan Xiaoyang yearned for one day to go to work in the New Era Square and work in that building, her spirit would be different, but when the opportunity really came, she was discouraged.

"I only recruit one person, and I meet the standards, but the benefits are very good. Five insurances and one fund, car subsidies, three years of contract signing, monthly salary starts at 15,000 yuan, oh, I must have broken my head. I was so bad at college and only had a CET-4 English. I went there and was simply tied up."

Matteo C advised her: "There is a glimmer of hope than going. If you don't go, there is really no hope. Don't you want Lin Yisheng to see you live well, so let's fight for it. A better life is achieved, not a wait."

Pan Xiaoyang was still not confident: "I have only been the front desk for everything. Ordering takeaway or something is OK. I know nothing about senior administrative work and I am not very familiar with the office software."

Matteo Ci said: "You are familiar with every restaurant in the CBD area. Isn't that awesome enough? Go, I'll be optimistic about you."

"Okay, just take it as a long experience." Pan Xiaoyang finally made up his mind.

For this interview, Pan Xiaoyang fought hard. Because he was a multinational company, he had high requirements for English and was not very good at sharpening his guns in the face of the battle. She held the dictionary and learned a lot of special words for the financial industry. Matteo Ci also gave her a lot of guidance. In terms of appearance, Pan Xiaoyang dressed up carefully, appeared in a light makeup, dressed up appropriately, and did not carry a copycat LV, but only carried a canvas bag.

When I came to the New Era Square, it was indeed well-known. The access control was very strict. The salesman could not go upstairs at all. He had to show his ID at the front desk to register before entering the building. Pan Xiaoyang came to the floor where Manraka Investment Holdings was located. He saw that more than a dozen young girls were waiting in the corridor. It seemed that they were all here for interviews. In terms of figure and appearance, she could rank at the forefront, but in terms of education and skills, she was afraid that she would be out of the way.

Pan Xiaoyang finally convinced himself, overcame the withdrawal in his heart, handed in a paper resume waiting for the interview. The interviewers in front were very fast, and on average, each person took less than five minutes. When Pan Xiaoyang was waiting, a foreign lady called her English name Emily and invited her in.

As soon as he entered the door, Pan Xiaoyang's eyes lit up. The interviewer was a handsome guy, 1.8 meters tall, with wide shoulders, inverted triangles, his shirt collapsed on his body, and the French-style overlapping cuffs were decorated with blue gem cuffs. His mouth was in English. The handsome guy introduced himself as Owenhao, his English name was Owen, from Singapore.

"What are you mainly responsible for in your previous company?" Owenhao flipped through Pan Xiaoyang's resume and showed his eyebrows.

"This handsome guy is so beautiful. He was sent to China to take charge of a lot at a young age. He must be very rich." Pan Xiaoyang monologues himself. Even if he didn't get a job, it would be fine. Chatting with the handsome guy was good. Instead, she relaxed and said that she was working as a front desk. Her daily work was to help her colleagues call lunch boxes and help customers book hotels.

Owenhao looked up at Pan Xiaoyang: "I will receive a customer from Hong Kong tonight. Where should I treat him to dinner?"

Pan Xiaoyang said without hesitation: "It depends on the specific situation. If it is an ordinary customer, I recommend the private room in Yuejiang Tower, which can see the Huaijiang scenery and the city night view. The dishes are mainly Huaiyang cuisine and Cantonese cuisine, which are light and suitable for Guangdong people. If you are a good friend, it is recommended that the Ribbon Courtyard is a Chinese private kitchen, which is antique and elegant, and is suitable for secret talks. His wine collection is very good, including aged Moutai and the vintage red wines of the five major wineries. If you are a bold and unrestrained guest, you want to experience the local customs and customs, then my family will be attached.

The near Dahongtang is good for stir-frying dishes, roadside stalls and fly restaurants, but the taste is not good, especially the spicy fried large intestine is a great choice. If you want to eat Japanese food, the oranges on Zhongshan Road are good, you can order food and buffet, and the sashimi and sushi are great. If you want to have barbecue, the authentic lamb and barbecue chefs are from Jiangbei. They are authentic. After eating, you can go to the pedestrian street. If your friend is a girl, you must try the spicy and sour noodles and milk tea there. As for nightlife, there is more..."

After listening to her with interest, Owenhao was still unsatisfied: "You used to work in an auction house, do you understand cultural relics?"

Pan Xiaoyang gritted his teeth and said, "I understand a little."

Owenhao said: "I have a relative who likes Ming Dynasty furniture, and I don't know if I can buy it."

It happened that Pan Xiaoyang was listening to people gossip about Ming and Qing furniture in the company, and he played a little according to his memory. From the styles and materials of Ming-style furniture to the aesthetic differences caused by the Qing soldiers entering the pass and changing dynasties, Owenhao kept nodding, and inadvertently looked at the time, and even chatted for half an hour.

"Thank you Emily, please go back and wait for the official notification." Owenhao came over and shook hands with her.

Obediently, Pan Xiaoyang felt that he had successfully applied for the job, but the other party did not say he died, and she did not dare to be completely sure.

After returning, Pan Xiaoyang paced back and forth at home, chatting endlessly, and was full of confidence at a moment, and then extremely frustrated.

The phone finally came. She jumped three feet high and took out her cell phone to answer. It was a sales call. She was so angry that she cursed on the spot.

In the evening, the phone number from Malacca finally arrived, informing Pan Xiaoyang to report to the company the day after tomorrow and go through the entry procedures.

Pan Xiaoyang answered the phone calmly and politely, then knelt down on the ground, folded his hands together, and burst into tears: "God, Buddha, God, God, God, I will not destroy me!"

In order to celebrate finding a new job, Pan Xiaoyang treated her to a small meeting in the evening. She only had four of them, including white wine, red wine and beer. Pan Xiaoyang was blushing and kept raising his glasses to thank him: "Mulan, thank you for your tolerance and care for me for so long. With you as a sister, this life is worth it."

"Ping An, I won't say anything anymore. You are a good buddy, thank you."

"Maoci, I want to thank you. It was you who accompanied me through this most difficult time, encouraged me and helped me. Now I finally saw the sunshine. My new life is about to begin. Come and go!"

Matteo raised his glass and Pan Xiaoyang said, "No, let's have a cup of tea."

Matteo Chou didn't understand, Mu Lan said, "Let's show you." He wanted to cooperate with Fu Ping'an to perform a glass of wine.

"Small or big cup?" Fu Ping'an said.

"Nonsense, you must have a big fight."

Four people had a big cup of tea one-on-one.

After drinking, Fu Ping'an went to rest when he was tired of drinking. He went to the bathroom at night. He saw Pan Xiaoyang and Matteo Ci still drinking on the balcony. He didn't know what happened later.

The next day, Pan Xiaoyang was dressed up and full of energy. She came to work in New Era Plaza. Her new office was very luxurious. It was not a narrow and cramped cube like everything was fine, but a large office for each person, with long floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the surging Huai River. There was a brand new Apple computer on the table, which felt like a high-end white-collar worker for a moment.

Pan Xiaoyang calculated that if he got his salary next month, he would have to buy an authentic LV bag as soon as possible, otherwise he would be sorry for the office environment.

Manraga Investment Holdings has only four employees in the branch of Omi. Owenhao is the branch director, Pan Xiaoyang is the second one, and there is also a front desk and a driver. Speaking of which, Pan Xiaoyang can be regarded as the founding father. When the business is launched in the future, the future will be limitless.

What made her happiest was that every day, the handsome guy like Owenhao, the serious Chinese who took Singapore passports, the elite studying in the UK, the most important thing was that they were unmarried. If they could climb this high, the parents in the countryside would not be happy, and the villagers would accept it. Even the village heads had to look up to their family. The younger brother had to buy a house and get married at school.

Owenhao likes Chinese food very much. Every day at noon, he asks Pan Xiaoyang to take him to eat everywhere. Pan Xiaoyang is so happy, lonely man and widow, a foreign country, and she is very confident in her figure and appearance. It is no problem to win Owenhao. She even imagines the scene of taking Owenhao back to the countryside to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year. She must let the village director broadcast on the loudspeaker: "Old Pan's Nier came back with her son-in-law and drove a Maserati. The car was stuck in the wheat field at the entrance of the village. Everyone helped to push it. If you go early, there will be Chinese cigarettes and the Nine Five Lords."

"What are you laughing at?" Owenhao asked her.

"It's nothing." Pan Xiaoyang stuck out his tongue and smiled playfully. Owenhao is a very rigid guy. He always has a poker face and seems to be very unhappy to be sent here. But Pan Xiaoyang has experience. The more he is like this, the more he is, the more he is. Instead, he is like Matteo, and his heart is actually quite pure.

She knew Matteo liked her, but after getting drunk that night, she had already compensated him and did not owe each other, so she had no guilt at this moment.

After coming out of the restaurant, two people came towards me. Lin Yisheng, a woman. The fickle man found a new prey outside. Pan Xiaoyang was angry, but on the surface, he was calm. He naturally took Owenhao's arm, raised his head, and passed by Lin Yisheng without looking sideways.

Lin Yisheng was stunned. Isn’t this Pan Xiaoyang, the former front desk of the company? He got a newcomer so quickly. The man looked extraordinary, either a foreign Chinese or a returnee. He couldn’t help looking back and found that Pan Xiaoyang and his boyfriend got on a Toyota Alpha. The sour smell surged in his heart and he murmured: I’m not the rest of my life.

Pan Xiaoyang saw Lin Yisheng's lonely and jealous eyes, and she felt that she had won this round.

"Your ex-boyfriend?" Owenhao asked her.

"Yes, thank you, that's a scumbag," said Pan Xiaoyang.

The next scene should be that Owenhao listened to Pan Xiaoyang's monologue and comforted her. The relationship between the two further sublimated, but this poker face did not play according to the routine. He said: "I will fly to Hong Kong tomorrow and I won't come to the company."

Pan Xiaoyang said with concern: "Would you like me to accompany you? I have a Hong Kong and Macao pass."

Owenhao said: "Private affairs."

...

There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys are called kings, and Owenhao is not in the company, so Pan Xiaoyang becomes the biggest. It happens that her mother is coming to Omi for treatment, and her father is accompanying her, and her younger brother Pan Xiayang also goes to the city to see the world. Then receiving parents and brothers becomes the top priority.

Pan Xiaoyang found Mu Lan and Fu Ping'an and cried, saying that he had always been the hope of his parents and the hope of his younger brother, but he had no real ability and did not want to expose the soap bubble.

"How much do you borrow, you said." Mu Lan was very happy.

Pan Xiaoyang was hesitant: "It's not that I borrow money. My family is coming. I have no place to live. You said I live in such a big house, so it's not appropriate to let them live in a hotel, and it's not good to use the floor shop..."

Mu Lan said: "Do you want us to avoid it?"

Pan Xiaoyang thanked me for a lot of gratitude: "Lanlan, my good sister, I beg you, I thank you. This time, let me satisfy my little vanity."

Mu Lan said: "I can make do with the company, and Fu Ping'an can also spend a night in the school dormitory, but where is Matteo?"

Pan Xiaoyang said: "I will do Matteo Ci's work."

She talked to Matteo, and Matteo seemed to have something to say.

"Xiaoyang, I'm going back to China. If you have an extra flight ticket, will you go with me?" Matteo Ci was confused and deep like a constipation, and borrowed the lines of the beauty to confess to Pan Xiaoyang.
Chapter completed!