Chapter 345: Chapter 227: Too Eager to Improve, Soaring Straight Up for Ninety Thousand Li_3
He Guojin pushed the door open and entered; inside were a few office desks. Next to them was a genuine leather sofa. Water cooler, printer, coffee machine—all were available.
A short man and another man in his forties with slightly gray hair were sitting there. They looked up, startled at He Guojin for a mont, then began to size up Xu Qingyan.
Tall and handso, with very attractive eyes that didn’t flicker or dodge. His entire deanor stood out sharply, and unlike the mild-mannered He Guojin beside him, Xu Qingyan was brimming with vitality.
Standing straight and rigid, sohow devilishly so, yet different from the unbending stiffness of soone with a military background. It was hard to pinpoint this vibe he gave off, as if he had endless energy.
Placed in a company, he would be a typical high-grade horse.
The first impression was just so unusual; in fact, this was the outco Xu Qingyan had deliberately modified over a period of ti. If he skyrocketed to fa, then continued to advance.
Wealth can confuse one’s mind, and the sinister air about him would be magnified endlessly.
Like many internet celebrities, they were compliant before fa. After hitting it big, they would’ve loved to have ‘rich’ engraved on their faces, embedding the change deep into their bones.
Once wealthy, certain suppressed traits in people tend to be released exponentially. Whether the person realizes it or not, others can clearly see the difference.
The two leaders glanced at Xu Qingyan and sohow ca to a conclusion that he was modest and pleasing to the eye.
“Old He, this must be the young Xu you ntioned before, right?” the shorter man asked with a smile, then gestured, “Don’t just stand there, have a seat and let’s chat.”
“Do you understand Chang’an culture?” the other leader with lightly graying hair asked.
“Almost every person from Xiamia has so understanding of Chang’an culture. I believe that Chang’an culture is a part that has erged from the thriving culture of the Tang dynasty.”
The short-statured leader beca interested and said, “Then tell about it in detail.”
Xu Qingyan wasn’t stage-shy, he was well-prepared.
“When ntioning Chang’an, what cos to mind are ancient poems and the drama of Qin Qiang, as well as shadow puppetry. With the rise of technology today, Chang’an not only has a traditional cultural heritage but also is an international tropolis.”
“Personally, I think Chang’an is a city where technology and tradition interact and influence each other. Compared to solely emphasizing the old tis, using technology to present traditions is also vital.”
Xu Qingyan spoke at a asured pace, enunciating clearly.
“It’s a city that fuses culture with modernity, possessing the romance of an ancient capital in its bones. Under the influence of this cultural gene, poetry is just one of the romantic expressions.”
Tsk.
The two leaders glanced at each other, barely able to resist turning to He Guojin. It seed like they were asking if this young man had not drafted the responses himself, right?
It was a casual question, but he managed to articulate ideas that were not much different from those of the director’s team.
A regular person might have started reciting a script, ntioning the ancient capital, the modern tropolis. Generally, one would either innovate, or the views would be vague.
But after summarizing, Xu Qingyan could put forward the precise concept of “ancient poetry.” He also ntioned elents of Qin Qiang, as well as drama and shadow puppetry.
He Guojin adjusted his glasses, thinking to himself that he had no idea this young man could be so detailed. Their few exchanges had mostly been on other ticulous topics.
He had to admit, Xu Qingyan’s response was almost exactly what the director’s team had at heart.
The short man thought back on Xu Qingyan’s words, then asked.
“If you were to design an evening party thed around ancient poetry, what would you do?”
Xu Qingyan’s eyes slightly lowered; in his mind, various grand stage scenes were already playing. These past few days he had thoroughly contemplated several excellent live shows, and he readily began.
“Personally, I think…”
Clap, clap, clap, he talked for ten minutes straight, sparing no detail. Towards the end, even the short leader was puzzled—this wasn’t a discussion session, was it?
The short leader fell silent for a good while before finally looking up at Xu Qingyan again.
This person… was indeed full of life, and everything he said seed refreshing. It wasn’t exactly new; most people could co up with these ideas in a brainstorm, but not everyone could hit the nail on the head.
They let him go too deep by accident, so much so the two leaders didn’t know what else to say. They could only cough to hide their embarrassnt, before finally saying.
“Okay, good, let’s conclude for today.”
“Thank you, teachers!” Xu Qingyan stood up, bowed slightly, and hearing the ‘very good’ wasn’t sure what to make of it, as so leaders tend to engage in pleasantries.
He Guojin next to him had no significant reaction, gesturing to Xu Qingyan, he introduced the short man sitting nearby and the other person as,
“This is our main director Ji Shi’an, and the other is our technical team leader, Lu Liangsheng.”
“Director Ji, Team Leader Lu.” Xu Qingyan adapted readily, imdiately changing his address, “Good to et you, leaders, thank you for taking ti out of your busy schedules.”
The director and Team Leader Lu just exchanged a smile while Ji Shi’an pointed to He Guojin with a sowhat helpless smile.
“You should be thanking Group Leader He.”
“Naturally, I’m grateful for that too. Thank you for giving the opportunity to learn up close, leaders.” Xu Qingyan knew when to quit while ahead, his intent to ‘progress’ almost written across his face.
“By the way, Young Xu, do you know the young lady from the Zhang family?” Lu Liangsheng suddenly asked a question out of the blue.
Zhang… Xu Qingyan’s mind raced, finally locking in on a na.
“Zhang Min?”
“Yes, Zhang family’s young lady. She recomnded you.” Lu Liangsheng ntioned casually and didn’t elaborate further.
Xu Qingyan rembered eting Zhang Min during a business trip to Yangcheng for taping “Listen.” She, in her black-frad glasses and conservative academia-style suit, had followed him to add his WeChat.
Additionally, because he was quite sociable, they had chatted a few tis through WeChat. It was just normal work chat; he hadn’t told anyone about moving to the Chang’an branch.
What’s more crucial, was she that influential? What kind of major connections did she have?
Wait… Is my friend list on chat full of tycoon’s daughters?
Upon leaving, He Guojin suddenly asked,
“You got all those airfare and hotel receipts and the electronic invoices, right?”
“Yes, I saved them, Group Leader He.” Xu Qingyan knew why He Guojin was asking this; for later reimbursents, the unsaid implication nearly spelling out that he had passed the interview.
Since he had passed, then the titles should be formal as well.
“Good, keeping them is fine.” He Guojin pressed the elevator button and adjusted his glasses, then said, “I’m not much older than you; just call He Ge privately.”
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