When they came back after washing their hands, Li Yun and Gong Qingyu continued to sit behind to watch the show.
As a result, Wu Ke sent him a text message, saying that after Li Yun and Gong Qingyu came back, the interviewers were obviously a lot nervous, and many people paid close attention to him.
Li Yun was speechless. Is the interviewer afraid that the chairman will be dissatisfied? Or is it afraid of making a fool of yourself in front of the daughter of Gong Qingyu?
"Qingyu, we did not participate in the interview, but it seems to have played an interview role."
Li Yun took her little hand, and the two of them walked to the front of the stage and took the initiative to nod with those who were interviewing, which was equivalent to walking around and asking about the topic and returning.
Only then did Gong Qingyu understand that Li Yun was afraid that they would be too nervous, so he did this to show closeness, and there was no need to be too nervous.
"Hehe, Li Yun, you are quite good." Gong Qingyu quietly said to him.
"Nonsense, when did I be bad?"
"Huh, arrogant...Hey, look at that man."
Gong Qingyu sternly signaled, Li Yun turned his head and looked around, and found a man in his thirties sitting at a table and chair, typing on the keyboard of his notebook intently. His focused appearance was exceptionally different from the people waiting anxiously around him.
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"Hate, you know what I like..." Gong Qingyu blushed, twisted Li Yun's waist, and said angrily: "You are not allowed to talk about this kind of topic in the future. You are jealous, I am still jealous."
"Sorry, I'm not good, I admit it!"
Li Yun hurriedly begged for mercy and finally coaxed his prospective girlfriend. He shouldn't make that kind of joke.
Gong Qingyu explained in a low voice: "I heard him gently say to his wife just now, don't worry about the mortgage, he will definitely find a job."
Li Yun frowned, "You pity him?"
When a person reaches middle age, he has lost his job. Gong Qingyu may not understand it. But after the death of the grandfather who adopted him, Li Yun has experienced this kind of powerlessness.
"A little bit." Gong Qingyu admitted honestly, "But what caught my attention is that he seems to be making a game, and then I prefer to play games..." Speaking of her hobbies, Gong Qingyu Xiao His face was reddened.
It is difficult for outsiders to imagine that Gong Qingyu, a classical beauty with noble and dignified temperament, actually does not like things full of ladylikeness such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but anime and games that otaku loves.
Li Yun nodded, just about to say that giving him a job is nothing, the system's selection event prompt happened to sound.
"Ding, trigger the option event, please choose from the host:
Option 1: Give Feng Rongchen a job, reward justice value +1, random gift bag*1.
Option 2: Acquire the game being written by Feng Rongchen, with no reward, the game has a high probability of being popular.
Option 3: Ignore, no reward. "
A flash of surprise flashed in Li Yun's eyes. In the choice given by the system, the justice value added a pitiful point, but it also meant that it was right to help people in difficulty?
Everyone needs a job, but the priorities are different. If Li Yun works for Feng Rongchen, it also means that some people lose their jobs.
But the person who lost his job might find other jobs easier than Feng Rongchen, so the system gave him 1 point of justice?
Li Yun wanted to understand that, just like caring for people with disabilities, middle-aged men are also disadvantaged when looking for jobs. Helping them is tantamount to being slightly biased towards justice.