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"The first rule of interview art: be well prepared, search all the information about the company and the position, and think about the strong evidence that you are the best candidate!"

Qu Yi put down his phone, nodded solemnly, "He came without investigating anything." Xuete!

But everyone has reached the door, "Ding——" the elevator door opened, Qu Yi took a deep breath and stepped out of the elevator, "The boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge!" Can't find a regular hospital to take him in?

However, the next moment his footsteps stopped at the elevator entrance.

Qu Yi scratched the back of his head, staring blankly at the European-style selfie studio-like furnishings in front of him—the carpet with complicated and colorful patterns, the crystal lighting like a cake, the exaggerated leather sofa...

Qu Yi reconfirmed the floor and address again, not at ease, "That's right, it's the nineteenth floor?"

He searched around, and found the evidence beside a golden door that seemed to open into a different dimension. There was a signboard there, which clearly read——

"Microblast Plastic Surgery Hospital".

Qu Yi: "..." I began to regret not doing a detailed investigation.

Is the style of private hospitals so willful? Qu Yi feels a headache when he thinks that he might work in such a place.Xiao Yunyan will definitely find it disgusting if she finds out, she was very opposed to her resignation, now...

How to do it?

Qu Yi hesitated for two seconds to convince himself, let's be more fancy, the plastic surgery hospital must have mostly female customers, so the environment must be more fancy!Besides, the interview process must take a walk to know how this hospital is. Maybe there will be surprises, right?After all, it was Professor Zhang who introduced him, and Professor Zhang will never harm him!

----There is no one around, only the faint background music flowing in this lofty space.

Qu Yi adjusted his mood and raised his voice: "Hello! Is anyone there? I'm here for an interview." Counting silently for 60 seconds, no one answered.

Qu Yi: "..."

"I'm sorry... is there anyone..." He boldly pushed open the golden door and walked into the space inside.

The interior decoration has been upgraded to a higher level, luxurious and elegant, full of royal atmosphere!The furniture, lamp decorations, and decorations all reflect the exquisite details, and the most striking thing is that there is a hollow carved round mirror hanging on the wall every one meter or so.

Qu Yi walked to the center of the room, the leather shoes were sunken deep in the royal blue carpet, the aria was played intermittently, and the fragmented light of chandelier was reflected by the mirrors around, creating a confusing atmosphere.

The person standing in the room coughed uncomfortably. He felt that there was a person hidden in the round mirrors surrounding him on the wall, and they were quietly watching him through the glass.

"A designer is supposed to be a narcissist."

Qu Yi saw his own back in the mirror, he turned around and looked at the mirror behind him again, feeling novel about himself seen from this angle.

"Crack", a door suddenly opened, and a yawning 30-year-old man met Qu Yi who was twisting his waist and pouting his buttocks looking in the mirror.

! !

Qu Yi turned around quickly, his face blushing.

"Ah, welcome, welcome!"

The man who seemed to have not woken up suddenly put on an amiable smiling face as if he had changed his face. He straightened his chest, straightened his waist, walked forward in a hurry, and stretched out a slender white hand towards him. ,"Hello, welcome."

"Thank you."

The Art of Interviewing No. [-] comes to mind: "You have a tenth of a second to make your first impression!"

Xuete, the first impression should not be the moment I look in the mirror, right? ...skip to number three: "A strong handshake leaves a positive impression."

Qu Yifu was in his heart, grabbed the opponent's hand, and shook it vigorously until the smile on this beautiful man's face collapsed.

"...I can feel your strong vitality." The man has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and they are flickering at the moment, looking at Qu Yi moistly, "Please come in, we can sit down and chat slowly."

Qu Yi thanked him again, tried his best to look confident and walked straight, and sat face to face with him on the sofa in the reception room.

"The Fourth Art of Interviewing: Maintain eye contact and take a quick look at the room and your interviewer." -----

Qu Yi stared at each other with sincere and warm eyes.

His interviewer was about 30 years old, with a medium build, delicate and smooth skin, and gentle and delicate features.He has dark brown hair, wears a fine-striped shirt, a khaki tailored suit, and a purple tie.That slender wrist is wearing a brand-name watch, and there are rings with dark light flowing on the middle finger and little finger... Coupled with his full smile and shining eyes, it makes people feel that this is a man. Sociable, charismatic "pretty guy."

After Qu Yi finished observing, he sat upright and said, "Hi, I'm here..."

"I know." The handsome man smiled slightly at him, "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

He sat on the sofa with a smile on his face, his upper body relaxed, his legs crossed together, posing an intimate yet airy posture.

Qu Yi bowed a little flattered, "Thank you!"

"Hey," the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked Qu Yi up, down, left, and right with bright eyes, and continued to say polite words, "The lunch break is not over yet, my staff probably ran out, leaving you alone for a long time I'm really sorry to wait."

Qu Yi suddenly realized, "I'm sorry, I thought I'd make a good impression on you by arriving early..."

"Ah, it has nothing to do with it at all!" He took out a business card and handed it over gracefully, "I am the legal representative, dean and chief surgeon of this hospital, Wei Shengyao."

"So you are the dean of Weisheng. I didn't expect you to be so young..." Qu Yizhen took the business card seriously, "My name is Qu Yi, and I am..."

"Hey, don't need to say too much, I know it all." Wei Shengyao folded his hands together, put it under his chin, and threw a veiled look at him, "Keep improving, the pursuit of beauty is endless."

"what?"

"Shh...let me take a good look at you."

As Wei Shengyao said this, his pair of beautifully shaped peach blossom eyes seemed to be mysteriously magnetic, and he began to linger on Qu Yi's face for 5 minutes.

Cold sweat broke out on Qu Yi's forehead. Is this a new type of interview method? Does the upper class now look at the face first and then the resume?

"Well, shall I first..."

"Hush..." Wei Shengyao raised a finger, "Your face is more masculine, and there are no major defects in your facial features, especially your mouth is thick and thin, and its shape is perfect. But I can understand that you want to become more The desire for beauty, don’t worry, as long as you put it in my hands, I can give you back a flawless self.”

Qu Yi finally understood that the dean of Weisheng seemed to have made a mistake, he regarded himself as a client who came for plastic surgery, "I'm here..."

Wei Shengyao interrupted him again with a strong tone and exaggerated body movements, "First of all! I suggest to fill in your roots. Although your nose is straight and straight, it is a common problem of Asians - not high enough. You The outline of your eyes is very good, you can fully support a high nose. Then, your eyes can open the inner corners of the eyes, which can make you have amazing eyesight and instantly look like a star."

"but……"

"Secondly, let's do an apple muscle. We have the best technology and equipment to make you feel refreshed. By the way, it's better to plump your temples, it will make you look more aristocratic, um... But considering For the overall effect, I suggest that you'd better make a thin face, don't need to be a handsome guy who cuts bones, don't look at me with such fearful eyes, we can give face thinning injections!"

Qu Yi stood up helplessly, "Dean, I..."

"Oh, I understand your needs. Now the two-dimensional face is very popular among young people. What do you want to be? The face of an innocent little milk dog or the face of a fierce male? Tell me, I can do it for you You make it happen!"

"Boom!" There was a knock on the office door, and a female staff member in a sexy suit appeared at the door, "Hey, Dean, do you have a new customer?"

Wei Shengyao introduced with a smile on his face, "Yes, I am providing surgical guidance and analysis for this man. Oh, this gentleman," he has forgotten the name of the handsome young man in front of him, "This is the nurse from our hospital. Shen Zhihong."

The sexy nurse's expression was contorted, and she forced a smile, "My name is Shen! Fang! But Dean, didn't you make an appointment with a customer to discuss things at 02:30? Should I ask that customer to change the time?"

Wei Shengyao snorted, then turned back to look at Shen Fang blankly, "Isn't this the gentleman I'm dating?"

Qu Yi seized the opportunity, "I'm here to interview the anesthesiologist, Dean!"

Shen Fang also nodded, "Yes, Dean, someone came for an interview today, didn't I write this matter in the guest book?"

Qu Yi hurriedly took out his resume, and handed it to Weisheng Key respectfully with both hands, "I was introduced by Professor Zhang Dinghe of Beicheng Medical College. I have more than one year of internship experience in the hospital. I very much hope to become a member of the hospital under the guidance of the dean of Weisheng, and I will work hard!"

Qu Yi waited for more than ten seconds, but no one answered.

He looked up.

On the sofa, Wei Shengyao, who was smiling just now, now looks as ugly as his dead father.He stared at Qu Yi for a while, then snorted suddenly, and collapsed on the sofa without a gesture.

Qu Yi stood up anxiously.

Wei Shengyao, who was hit by Huagumian's palm, pulled away the tie that was tied meticulously, his mouth was flattened, and his face was full of displeasure, and he said, "Tsk, haven't you been a customer for a long time? Damn... I laughed so hard that my cheeks are all over the place." It’s almost sour, it’s really a big loss this time.”

Qu Yi: "..."

Shen Fang covered her mouth and smiled for a while, "Then talk slowly, I'll make some tea for you. The dean is really serious, even if a customer comes, you can't just talk without pouring tea!"