Zhang Da and Song Pill laughed loudly together, thinking Xu Xiangbei was just being stubborn and pretentious. Zhang Da signaled his companions, ready to make a move.
Suddenly, a deafening car engine roared, and a silver Porsche dashed over like lightning. Aside from Xu Xiangbei, no one reacted in ti.
Xiangbei showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth; he had long heard the thunder-like engine of his Porsche and knew Ah Rong was driving over.
The Porsche made a beautiful tail flick, its rear end crashing heavily into two strong n, sending them flying like stones into the flowerbeds by the roadside.
Ah Rong got out of the Porsche, clad in black rhino leather, with sleek short hair like a TV ad model, beautiful and charming, though her eyes bore a rare calmness and fierceness for a girl.
Zhang Da angrily rushed at Ah Rong, throwing a punch at her: "Bitch, trying to kill us, huh?"
Seeing Zhang Da throwing a punch at Ah Rong, a trace of unwillingness flashed across Xu Xiangbei’s face. This Zhang Da was about to have bad luck.
Sure enough, Ah Rong caught Zhang Da’s fist. Although Zhang Da was as strong as a little mountain, his fist in Ah Rong’s small hand couldn’t be pulled back at all.
He couldn’t help but widen his eyes, not understanding how such a powerful force could reside in the slender body of this beautiful girl before him.
He was a well-known strongman in the weightlifting team, but Ah Rong’s delicate jade-like hand was like a giant iron clamp, and he couldn’t yank it.
While he was in a daze, utterly shocked, Ah Rong used a grappling technique, twisting Zhang Da’s arm back. With a gentle press on the wrist, Zhang Da let out a pig-like scream.
Ah Rong cast an inquiring glance at Xu Xiangbei, as if to ask, "Can I dislocate his arm?"
Xiangbei understood the cue; he hated these people for bullying the kind and gentle Mo Xiaowei. They were too arrogant; if punished lightly, they’d continue to bully her, so he gently nodded, a wicked cold smile tugging at his lips.
Crack! The sharp sound of a bone breaking resounded, accompanied by the screams of Song Pill and Yu Qian.
Zhang Da rolled his eyes in pain and fainted. Aside from the two who were knocked away, the other two thugs, usually arrogant and domineering, were petrified with fear during the real fight.
They were smart enough to know Ah Rong was not soone they could handle. Terrified, they spread their hands and fled far away.
Ah Rong didn’t let Song Pill and Yu Qian off so easily, flipping her wrist to reveal a sharp dagger in her hand.
A flash of the blade passed, and half of Song Pill and Yu Qian’s hair scattered like celestial maiden flowers, floating in the wind, exposing the blue scalp clearly where it was cut.
Ah Rong sneered, "Next ti you dare bully people, I’ll cut more than just hair, but your faces."
Song Pill and Yu Qian hugged each other tightly, trembling all over, feeling like Ah Rong was a devil from Hell.
Though they were full of terror, oddly, they didn’t scream anymore because they were scared stiff, unable to utter a sound.
Xu Xiangbei got into the Porsche, waved goodbye to Mo Xiaowei: "Goodbye, call if anything happens."
Watching the roar of the Porsche engine slowly fade away, Mo Xiaowei felt like she was dreaming. She pinched her hand, crying out in pain, realizing it was not a dream but reality.
Mo Xiaowei hugged the books tightly in her arms, apologetically telling Song Pill and Yu Qian, "I’m sorry, I didn’t think they’d be so ruthless. That guy isn’t my boyfriend; I don’t even know his na."
Song Pill and Yu Qian’s eyes were full of fear, the scene of Ah Rong’s dagger slicing through their hair replaying like an endless hellish torture, scaring them far away from Mo Xiaowei, crying out loud: "Thugs, you’re all thugs. Stay away from us; we don’t want anything to do with you."
The thugs quickly took Zhang Da to the hospital, and from then on, no one dared to ss with Mo Xiaowei anymore, all knowing she had a mysterious boyfriend driving a Porsche.
Mo Xiaowei arrived at the Emperor’s Pavilion, standing tensely in front of Boss Zhou: "Boss Zhou, can I get a week’s salary in advance?"
She was prepared to be refused. When she first started at the Emperor’s Pavilion, it was agreed she’d be paid monthly. If Boss Zhou refused to advance her a week’s salary, she wouldn’t bla him.
Unknown to her, Xu Xiangbei had arranged everything long before. Boss Zhou didn’t deny her request, kindly saying: "Since you have an urgent matter and need the money, I’ll pay you a week’s salary in advance. As we agreed, it’s 200 a day, I’ll give you 1500, and you’ve been working diligently and responsibly here at the Emperor’s Pavilion, let the extra 100 be a bonus."
Boss Zhou counted out fifteen hundred in cash for her, making Mo Xiaowei very happy: "Thank you, Boss Zhou, thank you, Boss Zhou."
Boss Zhou smiled amorously: "No need to thank ."
However, after getting the money, Mo Xiaowei still fell into a struggle. If she returned all the money to Xu Xiangbei, she’d have no money left for the tuition she owed the school.
One must be true to their word; she called Xu Xiangbei, but he didn’t answer, leaving her secretly vexed.
She rembered Xu Xiangbei ntioning Thunderbird Company’s recruitnt, so she prepared her resu and called the HR departnt.
She was very nervous, her voice like a little cat: "Hello, my na is Mo Xiaowei, a graduate in electronic circuits from Earth Sea University. Are you currently recruiting?"
HR Xiao Cai, already instructed by Xu Xiangbei, said: "Recruiting, yes. Co to our company for an interview at 9 a.m. tomorrow. Can you find our company?"
"I’ve never been there."
Xiao Cai patiently explained which bus to take to Thunderbird Group Building, and Mo Xiaowei morized the route. On Monday morning, she took the bus to Thunderbird Group Building.
In fact, Thunderbird Group’s recruitnt was in the second interview phase, with Xu Xiangbei personally interviewing candidates, and Mo Xiaowei had directly entered the second phase.
Mo Xiaowei was attracted by the impressively magnificent building of Thunderbird Company, the towering glass curtain walls sparkling like gems under the sun, creating a dazzling sight.
Xu Xiangbei received a call from Xiao Cai in the thirtieth-floor office, as the second-round interview required the CEO to interview in person.
Xu Xiangbei took a folder prepared by Xiao Cai, which contained a resu template, and went to the eting room. The eting room was empty, indicating he was early.
Not bothering to return to his thirtieth-floor office, Xu Xiangbei sat in the eting room, flipping through the templates.
The templates contained fifty questions, prepared by Xiao Cai to assess interviewees, covering history, politics, physics, general knowledge, and more.
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