Chapter 1: Interview

Tang Mi has an interview today. The position is a pastry chef in a newly opened restaurant.
Roommate Fu Xin just got up when she came into the house carrying fresh fruit that she just bought.
Speaking of Fu Xin, it can be traced from the first grade of primary school. At that time, Tang Mi and Fu Xin held hands to go to school every day. Although it was a door-to-door neighbor relationship, because they were all bad in all aspects, they had never been taught by their parents "how are the children of the neighbors".
The two have done this to each other's angels for more than a decade. Even now, after graduating from college to work, they are still crowded together in a small broken house.
It is worth mentioning that Fu Xin's gender is female.
If you ask Fu Xin ’s parents why they gave their daughter such a masculine name, they will take you for granted, because father ’s name is Fu and mother ’s name is Xin.
Fortunately, Fu Xin's heart is wide. When classmates laugh at her for having a boy's name, she will refute: "Fortunately, I'm a girl. Boys can say that Xinxin can't find an object in a lifetime."
Then it turned out that even if she was a girl, she couldn't find anyone.
From childhood to age, none of the boys she likes catches up. In Tang Mi's words, this is the perfect opening of the "100% confession rejection" skill.
... The realization of growth is always painful.
After Tang Mi soaked grass and raspberries in salt water, he started to make cakes to be used in today's interview. Fu Xin came out of the bathroom after washing and went to the kitchen to cheer Tang Mi: "Xiao Mi! Unsuccessful will become a benevolent, you know the day to pay rent is coming again!"
Tang Mi stared fiercely at her: "I said at the age of seven that anyone who called me Xiaomi would kill anyone!"
"I thought this sentence had already passed the shelf life." Fu Xinshun took a grass and raspberry in his hand, fed it into his mouth, and narrowed his eyes comfortably. "Sure enough, seasonal fruits are the best!"
After Tang Mi puts the prepared batter into the preheated oven, she pats Fu Xin and stretches out to the grass again. Raspberry's hand: "Are you going to pay the rent, don't you go to work soon?"
Fu Xin picked up a plate of Tang Mi cut bread on the table, and sat down on the sofa: "Our magazine's basic salary is too low, I have no enthusiasm for work. If I don't raise my salary, I plan to resign."
Tang Mi's eyelids jumped, fearing she would resign, so that there would be two unemployed nomads in the family: "Don't be impulsive. Father Ever said, work, just like you don't need money at all!"
Fu Xin rolled his eyes lightly: "He also said, go to love, just like you are still a virgin."
Tang Mi: "..."
That's not what he said!
Tang Mi decided not to pay attention to Fu Xin, and devoted herself to the cake.
At ten thirty, she sat in the interview room on time.
The head of personnel at the head office is looking at her resume, and the store manager is looking at her cake.
"Very beautiful shape." The manager's brows were lightly raised, and his eyes were slightly stunning. "The colors are very comfortable, and the shape of the grass and berries is also very full. I like the mint leaves you decorate."
Tang Mi was relieved a little. If the store manager is satisfied with this critical-looking beauty, shouldn't it be a problem?
"Hope it tastes as good as it looks."
After talking about Tang Mi's bright red lips, the manager picked up the knife in the cake box and started cutting the cake.
"It looks beautiful after cutting. The Qifeng cake is very soft, and the sandwiches of fruit and jam make the appetite open."
There was a strong creamy aroma in the interview room, and the manager took a small piece of cake and put it in his mouth.
Tang Mi looked at her with a deep breath, and the shop manager swallowed the cake in his mouth, and then opened his mouth happily: "The strawberry is very fresh, the cream tastes delicate, and the sweetness is just right. The slightly sour strawberry is paired with sweet Cream, light as if two butterflies were dancing in the afternoon breeze, it was great. "
Tang Mi almost wanted to dance in the interview room. She seemed to have seen herself as a member of Yu's family, and she had reached the peak of her life ever since.
As Tang Mi fluttered, the silent personnel director suddenly opened his mouth: "Tang Mi, I read your resume, you graduated from a normal university in a city." He said here, raised his eyes and looked at Tang Mi. , "You have been disqualified for plagiarizing other players' cakes in a baking contest hosted by your school, right?"
Tang Mei's brow frowned suddenly.
Outside the restaurant, a shiny black Bentley stopped. After the door opened, a slender man stepped out of the car, his temperament suit lined his temperament even more elegant.
A few bells rang, the restaurant door opened and closed, and the front office foreman and the two waiters greeted them with glory: "General Yu!"
Luo Hao, the assistant behind Yu Yi, moved their eyebrows uneasily under the eyes of their searchlight-like eyes: "I hope you will be so enthusiastic when you greet your guests in the future."
The smile on the foreman's face stiffened for a moment, Yu Yi said nothing and went straight in.
"Mr. Yu, the manager, they are interviewing, what can you tell me!" The foreman followed behind Yu Yi and Luo Hao. Helplessly, both of them had legs that were too long for her. She almost wanted to Just trot to keep up with them.
"The dessert plate and tea cup and saucer were replaced with a new customized Provence series, and the tablecloth was changed to light yellow." The melancholy voice was cold, and the words spoken did not bring any emotional ups and downs, but simply gave orders.
"Got it!" The foreman replied a little bit nervously.
"The lights in the shop are softer, this picture, replace it."
The foreman glanced at the painting on the wall. Although he didn't know what was wrong with Yu, he always said that it was bad, it was bad!
Seeing Yu Yi making a turn in front, she followed in a footstep and asked with a smile on her face: "General President Yu, the president's office has been set up. Would you like to take a look?"
Although she knows that the president's office is just a decoration, Yu may not be able to come twice a year, but she still has a little girl fantasy.
Yu Yi paused slightly and stopped to ask her, "What post was you interviewing today?"
Sudden questioning surprised the foreman. She looked at Yu Yi's handsome and impeccable face and almost forgot to answer: "West, West Point."
Yu Yi seemed to think for a second, and then said, "Take me to see."
In the interview room, the atmosphere has not eased from stiffness.
"I didn't copy her."
Tang Mi once again stated, but only exchanged a contemptuous smile from the supervisor: "Your justification is pale."
Tang Mi's eyebrows piled up and she took a deep breath: "I haven't copied her, nor has anyone copied it. That cake was designed by me, and she copied it from me! Her biggest advantage is that the serial number is before me. I presented the cake to the judges and the audience earlier! "
The supervisor smirked: "Do you think I can believe it? In a trivial school competition, you can copy others for the sake of winning. I have to question your character." He said, glancing at the cream on the table. There was a mockery of cake on the corner of your mouth, "Isn't this cake you copied, right? Put the copy on the table for the guests to taste, do you know how much it will affect the restaurant's reputation?"
Tang Mi's hand on her lap pinched, and there was an urge to hit someone.
If Fu Xin was here at this time, she would be told to hold back. Unfortunately, Fu Xin was not there.
Tang Mi stood up from his seat, walked quickly to the table, picked up his cake, and snapped on the supervisor's face.
...
The manager was convinced by her neat movements.
"What are you doing ?!" The director glared at the table with a cream on his face and stood up.
Tang Mi stared at him intently, and then grinned suddenly: "Happy birthday to you!"
Supervisor: "..."
Who told her today is his birthday!
Before he could respond, Tang Mi had quickly bowed to the manager, and then pulled the shoulder bag on the chair, and ran away.
As soon as she disappeared into the hallway, her gloom came out of the other side of the hallway.
Luo Hao went to the door first, raised his hand and knocked twice, short and powerful.
Without waiting for the people in the room to respond, he pushed the door open. The manager and supervisor looked at each other together, and the supervisor with a creamy face was particularly noticeable.
Luo Hao, who was accustomed to seeing the big scenes, also pulled the corners of his mouth invisibly, and he didn't stop walking, and went straight in.
"Yu is always good." When they saw oss, they both said respectfully. The gloomy glance swept over the colorful face of the supervisor, and asked indifferently, "What's going on?"
The supervisor, just like the children who saw the parents, complained indignantly: "The one who just came to the interview and I pierced through what she had copied, smashed the cake into my face in anger!"
After Yu Yi heard it, he said to Luo Hao, "Let them bring a towel."
"Yes." Luo Hao nodded and turned around. There was a rush of footsteps outside the shutter, and the foreman ran in with a towel frightened: "Oh my god, my poor supervisor, who is so cruel and makes you like this?"
Yu Hao stood silently in the side, Luo Hao already understood: "Foreman, you can go out."
Foreman Yu: "..."
She could actually play a bit more.
The foreman was unwilling to go out. The supervisor had a towel in his hand and wanted to go out and wash his face. However, President Yu did not speak, and he did not dare to act lightly. Yu Yi stood there for a while, raised her feet and walked towards the table.
The closer you get, the stronger the aroma of the cake.
Everyone in the room was watching his every move, glanced down at a small piece of cake cut from the plate, looked at it for a while, took the spoon next to it and put it in his mouth.
The director opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end nothing was heard.
The sweet and rich flavor spreads between the lips and teeth, the tip of the tongue licked a little cream on the lips, put down the spoon in his hand, and said to Luo Hao sideways: "Arrange a time, I interview her in person." 2k novel reading network