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"Take him in. Not only do you take him in, you adopt him!"

That single sentence reminded Zhao Zheng, and he began to consider if he should recruit Chen Huan to work in the Hamp.Z or if he should just directly recruit her …

Hmm, if he really failed the recruitment, little evil girl, who has such strong self-esteem, would probably not come to his side!

"Wu wu, I don't have any expression on my face, but I want to help one …"

The way he thought about it was quickly overturned by Zhao Zheng himself, and the next moment, he received little evil girl's brainless words.

"Put down your whip!"

He could not bear to see this, so he decided to advise little evil girl to be kind.

"Then how can I teach you …"

His words left him speechless and tongue-tied.

"Sigh …" Chen Huan sighed as she stared at the phone for a long time without seeing any other messages from the beauty. At this moment, like many other people who had come to apply, she was crowded into a small meeting room.

Some people sat close to the door, while others were probably very familiar with each other. They crowded around each other and did not care about the relationship between a man and a woman as they chattered on and on. No one knew what they were talking about.

Chen Huan sat alone in front of the conference table, holding her white bag that she had left in the morning. Inside the bag, there were a few documents that she had prepared beforehand as well as a few pictures of the clothes and styles that she had designed.

Just like the others, Chen Huan had already waited for the person in charge of the meeting room for nearly an hour.

He didn't see any girls pouring tea for him, not even one of them. Chen Huan was a little disappointed, and started to suspect the management problem of the H.

"Say, this H. am. Z isn't a leather bag company, right? Why haven't we seen him for so long?"

"No one?" When Zhao Zheng read the message, he was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, little evil girl's side had already stopped moving. How could there be no one? Didn't they say that Zhao Zhen was in charge of personnel?

"Hey, Little Zheng, what the hell are you doing? New employees, I don't think there's anyone here!" Zhao Zheng dialed Zhao Zhen's number, but the person who answered was a very unfamiliar woman.

After confirming the number was correct, Zhao Zheng once again asked who the other party was. Although he could understand what the other party said without using any effort, but in the country, that person spoke very fluent English, which made Zhao Zheng really angry.

"Hello, please give the phone to Zhao Zhen. I want him to call me within 30 seconds!" Zhao Zheng was already very troubled in his heart, adding to that, he had no idea who was going to throw the tantrum.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao. If you want to find Zhao Zhen, then you might have to be disappointed! " The other party's speech change was rather quick, which made Zhao Zheng feel a sense of anger from being humiliated.

"Ah, you know the Mandarin. Why are you still speaking a lot of birdsong to me? "Where's Little Zheng? Tell him to pick up the phone!"

Zhao Zheng knew from the start that the other party would definitely understand Chinese, so he did not plan to bullsh * t with her in English.

"Ah, Mr. Zhao Zhen, Mr. Zhao Zhen went out to play with your dear Sister Lan Mei, don't you know?"

The man laughed out loud, then suddenly asked Zhao Zheng with a calm voice: "Mr. Zhao Zheng, what kind of brother are you?"

This kind of provocation directly ignited Zhao Zheng's burst point. He raised his hand and threw the phone towards the ground. It was just that a lot of debris fell from the phone's shell, but it wasn't broken.

She had to rely on this thing to contact Chen Huan after realizing it. She crouched down and carefully picked up the broken phone. She checked that it was still working, then put it back into her pocket.

He rummaged in the closet for the clothes he had worn so many years ago, washed and packed, and then went out in them. He did not go to the hospital to drive a car. Instead, he stopped a yellow van at the entrance of the residential complex.

He planned to go to the company to see what was going on. He called Old Chen several times, but similarly, no one answered. It was just a night's work. What could happen in the company?

He did not understand why so many people had been notified to apply to the company. In the end, not even a single insider had appeared. Even if I have to go through the motions, my goal is to lure Chen Huan to my side.

He wanted to go to the company to find Zhao Zhen, and also wanted to see the usually calm and reliable Sister Lan Mei.

Although an old brand, a big company, the H. A. Z is basically not open to the public. Legend has it that it was operated by an insider, to promote someone familiar to him. Although it wasn't like that, it was more or less the same.

Employees and management are mostly personnel from designated schools. According to the previous graduates, most of them were recommended by the qualified seniors and teachers, and those designers were directly teachers or higher-ups in the school.

Because it was to promote the employment of university students to a large extent, for people like Chen Huan who had been in society for many years and whose careers were neither high nor low, it was basically the same as looking up at the sky.

In the beginning, Zhao Zheng didn't have such plans. It was just that later on, the old tutor would have to add this. That was why he chose this method when he was trying to expand his clothing.

Of course, the most profitable part of the company is in the real estate and auto manufacturing industries. Playing with clothes was something that had only happened a few years ago.

"Here, stop looking for it!" Zhao Zheng anxiously pushed the car away and stuffed a whole piece of Chairman Mao into the driver's seat.

"Do you think you're rich? There's no need to look for it, you idiot!" The driver raised his head and looked into the reverse mirror, just in time to see Zhao Zheng dressed in a grey suit. He extended his hand to comb his hair, and then moved his right leg towards the ground.

The driver's voice, called Zhao Zheng to get off the car hesitantly, he lowered his head and looked at his dressing, then wordlessly got off the car. Perhaps he still felt that Zhao Zheng was acting cool, and intentionally stuck close to Zhao Zheng while he was driving, causing smoke to gush out of's face from the back carriage.

"Seriously..." Zhao Zheng was not in the mood to bother about him. Lowering his head to tidy up his clothes, when he arrived at the entrance of the Hamp-Z Headquarters, he was unexpectedly stopped by someone. Zhao Zheng, who had been looking ahead, felt an extra arm on his chest and couldn't help but turn his head.

"Sir, I'm sorry. Could I trouble you to show your ID?" The man stared at Zhao Zheng with sincerity, he did not seem to have any problems with him.

"You're new here?" This caused Zhao Zheng to be even more confused, he lowered his head and looked at the H. amp.Z symbol on the man's chest, and said solemnly: "Call Old Zhang out, there's no one doing things like this, do you guys not do lessons before you do things?"

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't know what you're talking about. Old Zhang!" That person's arm was still crossed in front of Zhao Zheng's chest stubbornly. When he said those words, his eyes did not shift to the side because of his guilt or some other reason.