Chapter 4: The Lucky Orphan's Desperate Gambit

  A month later, the sun is shining brightly, flowers are blooming, Ning Meng has recovered as usual, hands and feet are nimble, feeling like he has picked up two new legs, can walk, can jump, can go back to work, mood suddenly becomes extremely good.

  Tianxiang Group has a high reputation in the electronics and software industries, with a relatively high threshold. Its domestic branch was established eight years ago and now covers multiple sectors.

  At first, when looking for an internship unit, the Tianxiang Group was a hot spot. It is said that the company is very careful in cultivating new people, and generally arranges rotating posts for training, with good treatment and development prospects... Many people are eager to try.

  For Ning Meng, she must go to the sky and can only succeed, not fail. However, her wishes are very rich, but reality is bony. Wanting to break into the written test and interview surrounded by layers of circles seems like it's not an easy thing either.

  Looking back on what happened, it's completely unbelievable. If the lucky old man hadn't dozed off and randomly handed out red envelopes, I would have definitely had a stroke of bad luck.

  Ning Meng applied for the position in the Foreign Affairs Department, and among the six finalists, she ranked last in overall score. What a brave warrior, facing such a bleak life, it's hard not to feel discouraged.

  The day before the interview, she encouraged herself, not to be defeated in desperation, but to be reborn in desperation... With an unusually strong fighting spirit, before entering the examination room, she was spirited and refreshed, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

  The first three questions were normal and Ning Meng felt confident that he had answered them flawlessly, waiting calmly for the last question.

  "Let's ask some innovative questions." The middle examiner suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled at her, making Ning Meng feel a chill run down her spine, intuitively sensing that there was something mysterious behind the words.

  "External work is the most test of random adaptability, and timely grasping the customer's emotions is an important part of it, requiring you to be good at adjusting the atmosphere. Miss Ning, look, we've been interviewing for a whole morning, sitting is tiring, listening is also tired, and bad mood is completely unfavorable to you."

  Brother, can't you be more straightforward? What's the main point?

  Just as she was wildly guessing, the examiner said, "Can you think of a way to adjust the atmosphere for five minutes?"

  She's not good at anything else, but she's relatively skilled at this. Mom says she's a freak because from a young age her favorite things weren't Andersen's fairy tales or One Thousand and One Nights... but those brain-twisting jokes and humorously clever 1000 episodes that are completely off the wall, effortlessly coming up with them.

  But mom knows one thing and doesn't know another. Her fun is not in profound knowledge, but in tricking others, so she can get chocolate and lollipops...

  What's good to say? Ning Meng thought of the World Cup which is currently in full swing, and suddenly had an idea.

  Ning Meng said with a straight face, "That day, my classmates and I saw a handsome guy riding a bike on the street. He looked really cool and we stared at him without blinking. Suddenly, several old men and women next to us shouted loudly: go, go, go...... I thought to myself that the World Cup was truly poisonous, even infecting the elderly. So, we were excited and followed them in loud singing, 'Ole ole oh...'

  She was gesticulating with her hands and feet, speaking eloquently, bringing out all the skills she had accumulated in the drama club over the years. The examiners listened with rapt attention.

  "No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud crash was heard, and the handsome guy instantly fell head-first into the ditch. When he climbed out again, his whole body reeked of foul odor. The elderly men and women nearby burst into a chorus of scolding: 'Damn it! This young fellow is really blind, or else he's just stupid! We all told you to watch out for the ditch, but you still charged forward recklessly. You deserved to get hurt!'"

  "Haha... this little girl is quite interesting" The examiner burst out laughing on the spot.

  Lemon came out refreshed and walked into the restroom. Two girls in knee-length skirts were standing in front of the mirror, adjusting their makeup and whispering to each other.

  "Oh no, I'm so nervous today. What I prepared to say got stuck on the tip of my tongue and half of it didn't come out clearly. I'm doomed, there's no hope for me."

  "I'm still the same. However, I heard that many of those who came for an interview today are already decided on. We don't have any connections, so even if we perform well, it may not be useful."

  "There's something strange about this, isn't it just a matter of who your father is these days? If you want to blame someone, blame our bad luck."

  Ning Meng walked out with his head hung low in dejection. Geez, he had gotten himself all worked up for nothing.

  The old saying goes, "It's good to lean on a big tree to enjoy the cool breeze." Ning Meng also knows that nowadays it's hard to move forward without a good backer. A father who can summon the wind and rain, a father who can cover the sky with one hand, everything can be done with half the effort. Having a father is a blessing, having a father who can help is even more fortunate... but she is that kind of unlucky, radical young person who can't even get a bite to eat or get any help.

  Ning Meng was reciting Buddhist scriptures in his heart, completely unaware of the meat wall approaching in front of him. He only heard a "slap" sound, and he had already heavily fallen to the ground, with his buttocks making intimate contact with the bright white floor tiles.

  "Ouch..."

  "Miss, are you okay?" A magnified sunny face in front of her, furrowed brow, white shirt, casual pants, long limbs...

  Grandma's... Ning Meng couldn't help but imagine, if he wore Tarzan's new outfit... uh, no, Tarzan wasn't that handsome?

  "Go ahead and try it yourself if you don't believe me?" Ning Meng glared at him and replied irritably.

  The guy raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth. "Sorry, I didn't mean to... but you seem a bit out of it too, like your soul is not in your body..."

  She's angry... forget it, considering how handsome you are, I still have this much patience.

  "Hurry and help me up." The handsome guy heard this, quickly stretched out his powerful arm, Ning Meng grabbed it with all her might, using all four limbs to climb up with one breath.

  The guy glanced at her name tag and whispered, "Ning Meng, what an interesting name."

  What's the point of being bullied from childhood to adulthood?

  "Hey, I'm your senior Yang Ming from the neighboring Business Administration department. It's weird though, I've never seen you around before?"

  Ning Meng rolled her eyes, "What's so special about that? The students of C University are as vast as the ocean, can you recognize them all?"

  Yang Ming smiled, "That's true. However, I know your department's Mei Lin, she's quite outstanding, and seems to have applied for the same position as you."

  Which pot doesn't open, which pot. She was so angry that her eyelids were about to flip over, and she decided not to pay attention to this bad kid who was pouring salt on the wound. She walked slowly towards the elevator with her bag slung over her shoulder, but at the corner, suddenly a forceful push came from behind, and she was shoved into the rest room.

  "What's wrong with you?" Ning Meng glared at him, her fierce gaze piercing through.

  "I haven't finished speaking yet." Yang Ming handed her a steaming cup of coffee, with a brilliant smile on his face. "I sincerely apologize and make amends, don't be angry. When girls get angry, they easily get wrinkles, and then they won't be so beautiful anymore."

  Hmph, Miss Kua is still so evasive. Alright, I'll give you a piece of advice since you're good at flattering people.

  Ning Meng took a big sip of coffee and praised it, "So delicious, is this provided for free by the company?"

  Yang Mings forehead flew out three black lines, thinking that ordinary instant coffee and famous specialty stores are comparable? However, he was wrong first, decided not to hold it against him, "YES, as long as you can mix in, there's not only coffee, but also various drinks, many pastries that girls like, all waiting for you."

  Is it real? Just thinking about it makes me drool.

  She glanced at his name tag, Yang Ming... and suddenly felt a thud in her heart, saying casually, "You... work here?"

  "Of course." Yang Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, "In the office, it's the most tiring and exhausting place, but also the best place to temper oneself."

  Ning Meng leaned over and lowered his voice, saying, "Did you step on the wire when you came in?"

  Heavenly secrets must not be revealed, otherwise all consumption cards will be sealed... Yang Ming thinks it's better to keep a low profile as a person, at least for the next half year...

  "Hey, don't listen to others' nonsense... Here, going through the back door is useless, the key is strength. Think about it, if Tianxiang Group only recruits useless people, how can they develop to their current scale in just over a decade?"

  It seems to make sense. Ning Meng's extinguished heart has reignited with hope.

  A few days later, she unexpectedly received a notice from Tianxiang. At that time, she was eating in the cafeteria and jumped up excitedly on the spot, attracting a lot of attention.

  Let's start a new game of chess; the layout should be crucial. Ning Meng thought that with this move, she should have succeeded, right?