Chapter 12 Verbatim

Zhong Mengyao, the director of personnel department of Stelle Fashion International, frowned at the interview form Jiang Shengling handed over, thinking that this person would not be here to make trouble on purpose.

"It's not wrong, but I see that your company's recruitment requirements don't include academic requirements."

Jiang Shengling smiled and said that he didn't care about Zhong Mengyao's suspicious gaze.

In fact, Jiang Shengling had falsely reported his academic qualifications. In fact, he was only a primary school dropout, but this did not mean that he was illiterate, it was just that the place where he studied could not provide him with an academic qualification certificate.

Zhong Mengyao, as the director of the personnel department of Sdale, naturally knows and has seen many rich second generations who came to Sdale to pick up girls under the banner of applying for jobs.

Looking at Jiang Shengling's suit, which was definitely no less than a hundred thousand, she immediately decided that Jiang Shengling was just a rich second generation who came to make trouble, and she wanted to make things difficult for him.

"Our company's recruitment pays more attention to personal ability, and there is really no rigid requirement for academic qualifications. If this is the case, let's start the exam."

Zhong Mengyao said calmly, and at the same time, she also thought about how to deal with this ignorant rich second generation. If it was just a normal assessment, maybe he could really be fooled by him in the first round.

"Then come quickly, big beauty director, I can't wait."

Jiang Shengling spread his hands and said with a smile, thinking that it would be good not to worry about my education, otherwise he would have to go to the British royal family training class to get a certificate and come back.

It's just that even if this thing is brought back, it looks like a fake certificate, and it is estimated that it will be treated as some kind of unknown pheasant university. The chances of these people knowing it are zero.

Seeing his actions, Zhong Mengyao couldn't help being a little disgusted. Why did the language and actions become more and more obscene? She casually took out a few leaflets from her bag, and pushed them directly in front of Jiang Shengling.

"The first part is the written test. All you have to do is to translate all these leaflets into Chinese. If you get half the correct rate, you will advance to the next round."

After Zhong Mengyao finished speaking, he got up and left without even looking at Jiang Shengling. He had already confirmed that Jiang Shengling didn't even understand the language of the country written on these leaflets, let alone translate them.

These leaflets are exactly the company profile released by Stelle Fashion International for overseas, and there are many business vocabulary in it, and it is impossible to translate it without a professional level of 8 or above.

What's more, there are not only leaflets in English, but also German and Spanish. There are very few people who are proficient in these small languages.

"Boss Zhong."

The other interviewer was a little baffled by Zhong Mengyao's behavior, but she could also see that Director Zhong was a little disgusted with this person, so she didn't say much, stopped her and the two went out together.

Originally, their first round of assessment was not like this. The main content of the assessment was the analysis of the current market of Stell Fashion International.

It's just that if the applicant came prepared to these questions, he could really answer two or three. Zhong Mengyao already didn't want to see Jiang Shengling for a second time, so he simply revised the content of the assessment and wanted to eliminate him.

"Mr. Zhong? Then we'll see you later."

Seeing Zhong Mengyao leave, Jiang Shengling greeted Zhong Mengyao with what he thought was the most handsome smile, thinking that the interviewer was quite high-level, so he had to make a good impression on him.

However, in Zhong Mengyao's eyes, his grinning appearance did not show any kindness at all, and after a cold snort, he walked out of the door.

She felt that there was no need to pay attention to Jiang Shengling. Anyway, he couldn't translate anything, so he could only leave in despair.

And the cute girl who led Jiang Shengling in couldn't help sighing when she saw Jiang Shengling. She thought she could have a handsome colleague, but now it seems hopeless.

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The first round of written test in the afternoon ended soon. Unlike most ordinary salesmen, Jiang Shengling still had to wait for the results before proceeding to the second round of interviews.

When he came out and waited outside, he wanted to ask the little four-eyed about the company, but found that he had already left.

Being bored, he could only wait for the results, and the cute girl was eagerly sending Jiang Shengling's answer sheet to the office of the HR director Zhong Mengyao.

"Is Mr. Zhong there? The candidate's answer has already come out."

"come in."

Zhong Mengyao was on the phone with Wang Kexin at this time. She was Wang Kexin's friend and also her right-hand man in the company. If Wang Kexin was not around, she would naturally have to take on a lot of things.

"You're fine, you actually went shopping, leaving me alone here alone."

"Okay, I know I've wronged you. I even bought you a gift when I went shopping. I'll send it to you some other day. Let's get down to business."

Wang Kexin's voice on the other end of the phone was still sweet, and she didn't bother Zhong Mengyao when she heard that she had something to do here, and then she was about to hang up.

"If there's anything serious about it, there's only one person here to make trouble today. The rich second generation pretends to be an applicant and wants to sneak in."

Zhong Mengyao pursed her lips and said that she really had some opinions on Jiang Shengling. This was the first time she had seen a rich second generation applying for a management position, and she didn't pick any difficult ones.

"That person translated a few words. If you meet this kind of person in the future, you don't need to tell me, just send him away."

"But Mr. Zhong, that gentleman's translation is almost all correct. I have shown it to the people in the advertising department, and they said that the translation is word for word."

The cute girl quickly handed over the answer sheet in her hand, and then said.

"Exactly?"

Zhong Mengyao was a little surprised. After receiving the answer sheet, she was even more surprised and a little speechless. This answer sheet was filled with densely packed words. Leaving aside the accuracy rate, this beautiful handwriting is definitely not good. People with elementary school culture can write it.

What's more, even the person who drafted this leaflet said it was word for word, so there is no need to doubt it.

But is this possible? Whoever drafted this leaflet needed a dictionary. But he translated all three leaflets in just half an hour, and it was word for word!

"Mr. Zhong, what should I do?"

That cute girl also didn't understand, she also knew that Boss Zhong didn't like Jiang Shengling, but he passed the assessment, so what reason should be used to reject him.

"Since he passed the examination, let him prepare for the interview."

Zhong Mengyao was a little helpless. Although she looked down on Jiang Shengling, after all, other people's answer sheets were in front of her, and she couldn't accept it, not to mention that it was a question that she deliberately made difficult for herself.

And although she has personal emotions, being able to translate all these leaflets also proves that Jiang Shengling is definitely a talent. From this point of view, she will also pass Jiang Shengling's assessment.

"OK."

The cute girl nodded and said.

"Mengyao, please send me the information of all the salesperson candidates for today."

Wang Kexin on the other end of the phone said suddenly.