Chapter 1 Weird Interview Conditions (Not a Loss to Add a Bookshelf)

"Hello, I'm here for an interview."

The receptionist looked up when she heard the voice and saw a delicate and small face with a pair of bright almond eyes embedded in the fair face and lips painted with light pink lip gloss, which was delicate and tempting. The standard oval face with a faint smile was very beautiful.

The receptionist stared at her for a long time before she reacted and said, "Miss, please follow me."

She then took the girl into the Dingsheng Group. The receptionist led the girl to the elevator and said:

"Miss, just take the elevator to the 32nd floor. Someone will greet you there."

"OK, thanks."

The girl nodded at her and got into the elevator, going up to the 32nd floor alone. At that moment, outside the office doors on the 32nd floor were a number of well-dressed girls, chatting in groups of three or five. From time to time, you could see a girl walking out of the office, looking sad or angry.

"Hey, look at her expression. It's obvious that she failed the interview."

"You're kidding. How could a guy like Mr. Lu possibly be attracted by any random girl?"

Just then, there was a "Ding Dong!" sound, and the elevator arrived. Hearing the sound of the elevator door opening, everyone turned their heads curiously and looked towards the elevator entrance. They saw a girl in a professional suit walked in. Everyone immediately felt relieved, lowered their heads and continued to chat about their own things, and did not take her seriously.

The girl looked at her professional suit which was out of place with the haute couture dresses worn by other girls and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Isn't this an interview? Am I in the wrong place? Why do these other people look like they're here for a beauty pageant?"

Although Mu Nanyan had some doubts in her heart, she still found an empty seat and sat down to wait for the interview, because today's interview was very important to her.

This is not only Mu Nanyan's first interview for her senior year internship, but also the confidence she has to escape from her original family. She now has no way out.

She glanced at the girls next to her out of the corner of her eye. Some were tidying their clothes, some were touching up their makeup. No one was idle. But the woman sitting opposite Mu Nanyan always maintained an innate sense of arrogance. Sometimes she lowered her head to fiddle with her manicure, and sometimes she glanced at the people around her with disdain in her eyes.

Before Mu Nanyan stepped into the waiting area, she glanced at other lounges and saw that they were full of interviewees.

Dingsheng Group's recruitment for the position of designer assistant not only offers the top salary in the industry, but also has extremely limited vacancies. This news has undoubtedly attracted many talented people to apply.

Mu Nanyan studied fashion design in college, and Dingsheng Group happened to be recruiting a designer assistant, so she wanted to give it a try, but she came purely for the position of designer director and the high salary.

One after another, the people in front entered the office for the interview, but the girls who came out all looked unhappy, which made Mu Nanyan even more nervous.

"Is today's interview so difficult? Even though Dingsheng Group is great, it shouldn't be so difficult to apply for an intern position!"

When Mu Nanyan was wondering, a woman in a professional suit with a Dingsheng Group work ID came over and said to Mu Nanyan and the people next to her:

"You guys go in."

Mu Nanyan followed several other girls into the office.

In Dingsheng's office, the space is very large. There is nothing else except a desk and an office chair. It is like a temporary office.

A handsome man in a well-fitting suit was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed. Next to him stood a man who looked like his assistant.

The handsome man looked up at the four women who came in. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He lowered his head and turned the pen in his hand for signing.

The man next to him understood what the president meant and said quickly:

"Those who have had plastic surgery and are not virgins can leave now."

The three girls next to Mu Nanyan turned pale when they heard this. They never expected that they would be eliminated without saying anything. They left in shame without saying anything.

Mu Nanyan hadn't reacted to the assistant's words yet, and she was complaining in her heart:

"What the hell? Since when did you say you can't have plastic surgery when interviewing a designer assistant? And what does this have to do with whether it's your first time? What does this have to do with the assistant? Is there something shady going on here?"

Mu Nanyan looked confused, but she didn't move, because she had never had plastic surgery and her first time was still there.

After seeing the other women leave, Lu Yiran raised his head and looked at Mu Nanyan again.

"May I have your name?"

"Mu Nanyan"

"You're different from other women. They all dress up to get my attention, but you're wearing a professional suit. Is that your strategy? Doing the opposite?"

"What do you mean? Isn't it normal to wear professional attire for an interview?"

Mu Nanyan didn't quite understand what he said, but as an interviewer of Dingsheng Group, he must have some power in the group. Mu Nanyan didn't dare to offend him and could only ask in a nice tone.

"Do you know what the interview is today?"

"Isn't this an interview for a designer assistant?"

"Miss, the interview for the designer assistant is on the 27th floor. This is for Mrs. Lu, the CEO."

The assistant next to her reminded her at the right time. Mu Nanyan suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"It's over. The front desk clerk didn't tell me there were two interviews today. Why didn't she explain clearly? Mr. Lu's wife? Could this be Mr. Lu? He's quite handsome, but what kind of good man would find a wife based on an interview? Absurd."

Mu Nanyan complained in her heart, but she still said respectfully:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I went the wrong way. I'll be out right away."

After saying that, Mu Nanyan turned around and ran away. She just wanted to leave here now. It was too embarrassing. Seeing her running so fast and having no intention of staying, Lu Yiran became a little interested in her. At this time, a low and magnetic voice sounded.

"Stop, did I let you go?"

Mu Nanyan paused, turned around and looked at the man sitting in the main seat, and smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Lu, do you have anything else to say?"

"Marry me, and you live with me during the marriage. I will give you a sum of money every month, which is no less than an intern's salary. After one year, we will divorce."

"Contract marriage?"

"That's right. I need a year of marriage to get what I want. Don't have any improper thoughts about me during this year. You will receive a generous reward after a year. You can consider it."

"Damn, I thought contract marriages only appeared in novels, but I didn't expect such a thing to really exist in these top wealthy families. It turns out that art comes from life, and everything has its traces."

Mu Nanyan complained in her heart again, and then began to think about what Lu Yiran had just said.