Morning, wind.

President's office.

Gu Hao arrived on the floor at nine o'clock on time. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Feng Yi Chen was already in the office.

"Good morning, Mr. Feng," she said with a smile

"Good morning." The wind Yi Chen sees her coming, a pair of cloud light breeze light appearance, completely can't see any mood.

It seems that everything has not happened the same relaxed.

Feng Yi Chen can't help but look at her two eyes.

Gu Hao went to his position and put down his bag. He took out a recording pen and a sketch notebook, a pen and a camera. He didn't bring a laptop today.

Everything is put away, she just came back, with a copy of A4 paper printed good questions.

She sorted it out yesterday and went back to print it out.

When she arrived at the table of Feng Yi Chen, she put A4 paper on the table, looked across the table to Feng Yi Chen, and said, "Mr. Feng, this is the question I sorted out to ask. If you have anything to add or not suitable to be crossed out, please mark it out for me."

The wind Yi Chen nods, take in the past, turn over, sharp eye son swept one eye on the problem of writing.

He looked at the documents very quickly. In a short time, he finished reading the first page.

He gently picked up a piece of paper with his long fingers, lifted it over and continued to look at the second page.

He never said a word and looked at it seriously.

Gu Hao did not have any words. He stood there and waited quietly.

After a while, Feng Yi Chen finished reading and said, "I think I can only answer one-third of the questions you collate on this document."

Gu Hao was stunned and stunned: "is it because the way I ask is too private, or is it too confidential?"

"No He is very quiet looking at her, eyes light calm: "is a lot of things, there is no need to write in."

"Why?" Gu Hao was surprised to look at him: "you are a successful person, every successful person has the way to success."

"Just luck." The wind Yi Chen pour is very modest.

Gu Haoleng there, for a long time, couldn't find words to ask. He downplayed the success to luck, and did not tell the past behind the success, which may be mixed with blood and tears.

She could not help but admire the man.

She was angry at the thought that he gave himself up to him because he suspected that she might have had a wrong fate with Chi Jingxi.

Gu Hao pursed her lips and said, "what can be removed, please help me remove them."

The wind Yi Chen stands up, takes her document and a signature pen, walks toward the sofa.

Gu Hao also quickly walked back, took the recording pen and notebook, walked back to the sofa, sat down opposite the wind Yi Chen.

The wind Yi Chen returns the document to her.

Gu took a good look and said, "Mr. Feng, let's start."

“OK。” He nodded.

"How old are you?" Gu Hao asked.

"29 years old." He said in a deep voice.

Gu Hao nodded, "what about your education background?"

The wind Yi Chen slightly pauses, pondered under, just said: "doctor."

Gu was stunned. I didn't expect that he would become a doctor so young.

"When did you graduate?"

"Seven years ago." Wind Yi Chen Road.

Gu Hao was shocked again: "did you graduate with a doctor seven years ago?"

"Can't you?" The wind Yi Chen light asks.

Gu Hao shook his head, but he was a little embarrassed. "I didn't expect you to graduate with your doctorate so young. May I know where you graduated?"

The wind Yi Chen is silent, the eye jiongjiong's looking at her, has not answered for a long time.

"Can't you answer?" In Gu Hao's voice, there is an imperceptible expectation.

She envies and respects highly educated people, because she also wants to graduate from University, but for various reasons, she can not do it.

"No He was a lot more cheerful. "I can tell you in private that you have to make sure this is not in the report."

"Yes, of course." Gu Hao agreed very happily.

“Stanford。” The wind Yi Chen vomited out an English word.

Take care to stay again.

For a long time, she was silent.

Just that pair of eyes, more a touch of admiration.

Feng Yi Chen looked at her and said a word again: "Harvard."

Take good care of the new one in Ray's diplomacy.

He went to two famous schools.

Thinking about himself, Gu Hao suddenly felt that people were more popular than dead people. He had attended two famous universities and had a 22-year-old doctor's degree. He didn't even need a university.

It's not luck, it's strength.

After a long time, Gu Haocai found his own voice: "Mr. Feng, you graduated from two famous schools. It's really admirable.""Nothing." His light mouth, still can't see pride, tone is so insipid: "it's just a high IQ."

Gu Hao was cold and said with a smile, "you are really humorous. Your IQ is more than 1.2 points."

"Better than you, at least." He looked at her, slightly outlined the corners of his lips, as if with a smile: "right?"

Take care of it. I can't answer.

"Yes, much better than me."

"The next question." He said.

"Well." Take care and ask questions carefully.

Every question has been carefully considered.

Wind Yi Chen also answered, just on the basis of original, removed two thirds.

Gu Hao quickly asked all, she took up the camera, to the wind Yi Chen took a picture.

It was a picture of him sitting on the bench. Behind him was his bookcase, clean, bright and tidy, not stained with a trace of dust.

Men's sharp line of sight did not look at the camera, but it was so confident, as if everything could be superior between heaven and earth.

After taking care of his things, he squatted on the ground for a while, stood up and put his back on his back. "Mr. Feng, the interview is over. I have been disturbed for several days. Thank you for your convenience. I'll go first. Goodbye."

Wind Yi Chen see she really want to go, Mou son Mi Mi, "still have other thing?"

"No more." Gu Hao shakes his head and smiles. A smile passes through his eyes. He turns around and leaves.

The wind Yi Chen looks at her back figure, leaves, has no nostalgia at all, the eyebrow frowns tightly.

After a long time, he rang the call bell: "Liang Chen, move the table away."

"Yes." Liang Chen came quickly and took the Secretary to move the table.

Just as I moved the table, I heard a big bang, something fell to the ground, and then the whole president's office emitted a strong smell, which almost made people vomit instantly.

"What's the smell?"

"What's broken?"

Liang Chen inhaled his nose and went to bend over to check. When he saw the broken glass bottles scattered on the ground, they were soft and sticky, and they were all stinky tofu.

This stench instantly diffused to the nose of wind Yi Chen, his brow a frown: "how to return a responsibility after all? So smelly? "

"President, it's stinky tofu." Liang Chenhui reported: "Miss Gu put a bottle of stinky tofu under the table, and now it's overturned"