Wang Qian has arrived long ago, and he will participate in the interview when he will be together.

"Let's talk about Red Ye downstairs!"

"Okay! When they are here, I will let Yuehua tell you."

Jingfan had already set off from the hotel and made an appointment with him at 10 am.

This is a middle -aged man who is more than forty years old. It can be said that he is strong and strong. At the same time, because he has worked in the peacock for many years, he has accepted the earliest impact and dividends on the Internet.

Strong.

This time, Tianyuan's interview was responsible for the deputy president of the mailbox communication, Jing Fan faintly felt that it would not be as simple as the bright side.

Tianyuan has done so big, how can there be questions about mailbox communication?

If an ordinary company, it may be possible, this can have a large group of people who can write code. How can it be unable to grasp the mailbox?

There must be a situation in it, but what is the situation, it is estimated that you can only know about it after chatting. If the specific movement is not admitted, it will definitely not know.

Facing the large dressing mirror in the room, he tidied up his clothes, and then put his hair slightly with his hands. He was very energetic in the mirror.
Chapter completed!