A 25-year-old man has had a trash life.  After some time, he gets his job after a stressing interview. However, he dies on the same day after a freak accident.

Christina Dobluski's POV
I finally landed in Italy last night. Finally, I was a foreigner. I have been dying to be that someday and that someday was today. I was out of my home country and I cannot believe it that my father was not aware of my disappearance.
 I checked into a hotel in Milan. It was very expensive and almost broke my savings. I have the room for myself for the next 2 weeks and until then, I don't have to worry about my accommodation. 
 I was taking a shower as I was getting ready for my interview. It was still 8 AM when I got into the hotel and I have one hour and a half to get ready and another 30 minutes for my communion to the boutique.
 I have asked Kiara about all this and she just gave the itinerary for it. I think she was thinking that now I was on my adventure I have to get to the boutique by figuring it out myself.
 I sighed as I was rubbing my face as the cold water was hitting my face. It was Summer in Milan and I was thinking that maybe a summer dress will be appropriate for me to wear to the interview. I hoped Antonio will not be picky.
 I got out of the shower and dried myself with a fluffy towel. It was not the best room in the hotel but I could get by. Being in the mansion and was served by the finest thing in life might make you think that I would be gross but fun fact, I loved to be indulged in gross things.
 I remembered vividly of me playing in the mud during the raining season, me searching for caterpillar because it was Spring and I wanted to look at it closely that I caught on with my hands.
 My tutors freaked out when they find out about that.
And here I was, dressing without the help of maids or anything. I'm sure I can get by because a normal life was what I craved, not the life that I was born into.
 Do not think about it now, Christina. You have an interview to attend.
I wore minimal makeup as I only know how to put on mascara, some powder, and lipgloss. I hoped it was not too mundane for a cosmetologist to see his PA candidate to be that plain. 
 I sighed as I was wearing a black blouse with dress pants. I was not wearing any stilettos because they were killing my feet so I chose sneakers instead. 
 I hope my minimalist style suited to Antonio.
I went out of the bathroom as I French braided my hair and I went to put some Eau de Perfume, White Musk by Body Shop. It always lifted my spirit.
 "Okay, I'm ready," I said as I was looking at myself in the mirror.
 "Hopefully, he will accept me and I don't have anyone to compete with," I said as I was finger crossed my hands. I wanted this job so badly so that I can stay here longer and maybe gain some experience of dealing with matters under pressure.
 You never know when you need to be ready.
I was getting out of the bathroom as I looked at my backpack. I don't have any handbags to be carried around so I will be using my backpack as my handbag. I had cleaned out all the stuff in them as I will be staying here for two weeks, so I put it inside the closet that they have in the room.
 "Okay, I got my phone, wallet, keys, CV and supporting documents. Oh, almost forgot," I said as I went to the night table and took my ID.
 "My passport, it was supposed to be the most important one," I said as I was smiling before I put it inside my backpack and I was out of the room.

In the hustle and bustle of Milan, I managed to find the bus stop in time for me to board. It was like 3 euro for me to get on board. Now, I need that job even more as I just spent half of my savings and I don't think I can survive another 2 weeks.
 I even barely have begun!
I sighed as I was looking outside the window as I was looking at the surrounding. Milan was such a great city as I was looking around. The people there were fashionable and I think I was dressing understatement as I was about to be interviewed by the world-renowned cosmetologist. 
 I gulped as I saw the boutique in front of me. My eyes were big as a saucer as I just realized that I must have missed my stop.
 "Stop, stop. Please, I need to get off," I said in Italian as I was pulling the sign to get out of the bus. Everyone was staring at me as I was looking at them. I smiled apologetically as I was getting off the bus even after the stop was far behind me.
 "Thank you," I said as I looked at the driver. He grunted before he cursed under his breath about the younger generation has no respect for anything. I sighed as I was walking into the direction of the boutique. It was magnificent as I was looking at the sign.
 "Romano's Reality," I mumbled before I was standing in front of the doorway. I was staring at the sign for a good amount of 5 minutes.
 "Hi, hello. Can I help you?" A petite person was coming out of the boutique as I must be gawking in the open.
 "Oh, hi. Um, sorry. I was supposed to be here for an interview for the PA position," I said as I took my offer letter inside my back. I was being clumsy in front of this immaculate person with her glossy hair and perfect makeup. 
 If I was to compare myself to her, I was on the 0 and she was on 10 scales.
She chuckled as she was looking at my clumsiness. I smiled at her as I was blushing hard right now. I can feel my face was getting hot and with that, the letter came out of my bag as I handed it to her. She read it and beamed at me.
 "Well, we have been expecting you well, for another 15 minutes. You're punctual. Antonio would love that," she said as she gestured me to follow her. We went inside and I was hit by the harsh air conditioning. It was nice but also chilled me to the bones.
 "I'm Nina, by the way. What's your name?" She asked as we were walking around the boutique before we were greeted by the stairs that were spiraling up. I don't know it has stairs. I stared in awe as I was walking up the stairs.
 "Christina," I replied as I was still looking around the stairs.
 Nina was talking about Antonio and how many people have worked for him but he fired them because they were incompetent, as Nina put it.
 "But I think you will be what he needs," she said as she was directing me to sit at the chair outside Antonio's office, I assumed.
 "What do you mean?" I asked as I took the letter from her. She was amused by my reaction before she went to knock on the door. 
 "Come in," a gruff sound was coming from the room before she went inside.
 "Wait here," she mouthed before she went inside. I was looking around the room as there was a plastic plant that was immaculate with its shiny leaves and everything.
 That thing looked even better than me!
I sighed before Nina was coming out from the room as she was beaming at me. I smiled at her before she gestured me to follow her. I stood up and went to the door before Nina introduced me to Antonio.
 The Antonio Romano.
 "Sir, this is Christina, the applicant for the PA position," she said as she was holding my shoulders. I looked at the direction of Nina called Sir. He was staring out the window as his back was to my view. 
 He was lean and toned alright. The right muscles that were hugged by his button-down green checker shirt and fitted denim jeans. For someone that was high class, he dressed like he was a normal guy.
 Well, maybe he liked to be in his comfy clothes.
 "That would be all, Nina," his voice was commanding and husky. My heart swelled at it as he was sipping on his tea? Coffee? I don't even know what this guy likes and here I was trying to get a job as his PA.
 "Of course," Nina said and with that, I was left standing near the door as Nina closed the door behind me. 
 Okay, now we were left with an eerie silence.
I did not move from my spot as I was standing still like a tree at the door. Antonio did not move as well as I can sense he was enjoying his tea to be bothered to talk with me.
 "Umm," I started before he instructed me to take a seat in front of his mahogany desk.
 "Take a seat," he commanded and I hurried to take a seat before he turned around to look at me. I was easing myself as I don't want to be nervous around him. I will be spending my time around him and if I was afraid of him, what's the point.
 "Now," he said as he put his tea down as his brunet hair was shimmering under the sunlight, I wanted to run my fingers through it. He shuffled as he turned to look at me and my grey eyes clashed with his light brown eyes.
 "Shall we begin?" He asked as he smiled at me.
I think I have been taken to be in his warmth forever at this moment, starting with his warm eyes.

The synopsis will be written soon. Sorry for the inconvenience!

Gun-Ho came back to Yangju and went back to his work at Bangil Gas again.
Once sales were made, Gun-Ho issued electronic tax invoices and added earnings and expenses to <Daily Earnings and Expenses> table in Excel, and then reported it to the owner.
 
Gun-Ho made sure to collect all receipts of every business expense incurred and attached them with glue to the back of an expense form he had purchased from a stationary store in order to properly document them. If there was a client with an outstanding balance for LP gas, Gun-Ho would make a collection phone call to that client as well. He also ran errands for the owner.
"Years of my life will go by like this?"
Gun-Ho was barely making a living; he felt anxious about getting old without saving money.
"It's Wednesday and I don't hear anything from that company in Asan which I had an interview with."
Gun-Ho was constantly checking his smartphone to see if there was any text message from the company. He increased the ringtone of his phone to make sure he didn't miss any calls. There was no phone call, let alone any text message.
"I don't think I got the job. Let's just move on; it is a lost cause. So many smart people are out there. I can't compete with them with my rubbish work experience and qualification. I just have to appreciate the opportunity for having a job interview with them."
Friday came around after Wednesday and Thursday. Gun-Ho gave up on getting a position in the company in Asan. He once again started looking through the newspaper classified section and WorkNet; however, there was no job advertisement which drew Gun-Ho's attention.
"The companies posting a bookkeeper job opening in a newspaper classified section will hire a female, not me. If they hire a male for the job, that's probably because the position is half bookkeeping and half irrelevant chores."
After work, Gun-Ho usually surfed the internet on his laptop in dim light or he went to the PC room in the neighborhood. He felt like he was falling so much farther behind in life compared to his high school friends, which made him feel depressed.
"Won-Chul Jo who is now married should be doing fine, shouldn't he? Byung-Tae Hwang who is working in a research facility of a startup company in Pangyo is getting married soon. He posted about his wedding on Facebook but didn't personally inform me. He could easily find my phone number by contacting Won-Chul or the others."
Gun-Ho drank soju almost every other day, and that increased his alcohol tolerance.
"I am destined to live in the countryside. My life is f*cked up. I have ShinWangJaeWang fate? ShinWangJaeWang my a*s."
 
It had been more than two weeks since Gun-Ho had a job interview with the company in Asan. The memory of the interview was fading away when he received a phone call from that company, a very unexpected one at that.
"Mr. Gun-Ho Goo? How are you? I am the manager of YS Tech in Asan."
"Oh, hi. This is Gun-Ho Goo."
"I am sorry that we took a long time to contact you. You have been hired as our bookkeeper. Can you start on the 1st of next month?"
Gun-Ho came to his senses by this unexpected and sudden phone call.
"Oh, of course, sure. I… I can."
"You have only five days left until the 1st of next month. Can you manage to quit the current job and start a new job with us within five days?"
"Of course, of course. I can certainly do that!"
"Let me tell you then what to bring on your first day of work. You might want to get a pen and a paper."
"Yes, I am ready."
Gun-Ho was so perplexed that he dropped his cell phone while looking for a pen and a paper, and stumbled over the computer power cord.
"You should bring a resident registration, a resident registration abstract showing the status of your military service duty, your highest school diploma, Consent to Collect and Use Personal Data, Identity Assurance Statement, and a work experience certificate letter from your current employer. I will send the forms for the Consent to Collect and Use Personal Data and Identity Assurance Statement to the email address indicated on your resume."
"Okay. I will prepare all those documents and bring them on my first day of work!"
"You can come by 8 AM on the 1st next month. I will see you then."
"Thank you. Thank you."
Gun-Ho felt so grateful to be hired by this company that he repeated "thank you" twice.
"I got it! I got the job!"
Gun-Ho clapped. He felt like he could fly.
"By the way, why did they call me just now? They said they would contact me by last Wednesday."
Gun-Ho sat on the chair and started thinking.
"I guess that the person they hired decided not to work with them, so they hired me instead as a substitute. Of course, I can't be their first choice. Well, they hired me anyway. Let's move to Asan."
Gun-Ho stopped by the Eunhyeon Township Office to get the resident registration and the resident registration abstract on the way to work after collecting bills.
"I can get my college diploma online, but what about the work experience certificate letter? There is no such thing in Bangil Gas. Well, I can find some samples on the internet and make one for me."
After he returned to the office, Gun-Ho drafted a work experience certificate letter referring to some examples he found on the internet.
"I need the boss' stamp to officially seal this letter… I have his stamp for the tax invoices stamping purpose; should I just use it?"
Gun-Ho thought he still should ask the owner for it.
"When he comes back from the gas pipe repairing work, I will carefully inform him."
A little after five o'clock, the owner came back to the office, looking exhausted.
"A*sholes! They tried to bargain for the repairing cost. I should have just left without fixing their pipes. Sh*t!"
The owner slumped down in his chair, looking really tired. Gun-Ho had to tell the owner that he would quit the job, but he couldn't because the owner seemed very tired.
"Gee, it is already half past five. Goo Jooim, you can go home."
Gun-Ho hesitated and the owner looked at him with a question mark on his face.
"What's the matter? Do you have something you want to tell me?"
"Umm… I am so sorry to tell you that I think I have to move to the city where my parents are."
"Why? Because your father is in the hospital?"
"My parents want me to come, and they are old now…"
"Hmmm…"
The owner looked very uncomfortable.
"I will have to find someone again. I really liked you here."
"Well, I've been thinking, and I think your wife can handle the work. You can save money that way."
"My wife? She doesn't even know how to work with a computer."
"She just needs to get the knack of it. She will become better and faster at the job after one or two months of practice."
"I know I can save money… But she always tries to argue with me whenever she is here in the office. That is the problem."
"Haha. That's because she likes you a lot."
"Well, I will have to think about it."
"I will work until the end of this month then."
"You leave that early?"
"My parents are pressing me."
"Oh well, what can I do about it."
"And once I move to the city where my parents live in, I might need a work experience certificate letter from this company."
"A work experience certificate letter? I've never done it before."
"I already drafted the letter. I just need your stamp. You can use the same stamp we use for tax invoices."
"Really? Then you do what you have to do."
"Thank you."
"Go home before it gets dark."
"Thank you."
Gun-Ho walked out of the office and turned his head to look behind him.
"Bangil Gas. I have so many good memories of this factory. The boss and his wife are good-natured people. Once I become successful, I will come and visit them."
It was getting dark; Gun-Ho drove to the Gwangjeok Township Office area where his room was located. He called the landlord to give him the notice to vacate his room.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Right now, Xiye who was inside the hall was extremely nervous, but the fresh graduates outside the hall were even more nervous. To students like them, the nervousness they were feeling now was not in any way less inferior to back then when they were waiting for their schools' admission notices.
But those who came here to the talent market to seek a job, the majority of them were core descendants of their clans, including a few from humble families. To the latter, their families couldn't provide them with resources, so they could only depend on themselves. Hence, the first job listed in their resume would be relatively important.
Could they match their learning in school to the jobs? Could they gain valuable experience? Could they have a satisfactory pay? Could they also have some rare encounters and surpassed those geniuses in their own clans and families?
The cosmos was infinitely vast. Thus, everything was possible, but the prerequisite was that you had to follow a good boss. For contracts with heavenly deities, the duration was at least ten years. There were even some harsher deities who directly set the duration as a hundred years. Once one made a mistake in choice, they would waste a large amount of valuable time. If they couldn't accumulate enough funds within the limited time to upgrade their life-grades, it's very possible for them to be fourth or fifth-grade trash forever in their lifetime.
As the customer service officer's voice rang out, opening the fair for entry, all the jobseekers heaved a sigh of relief. They were filled with anticipation and nervousness as they slowly walked into the fair.
The first zone, where the grand overlords were, was the target for the vast majority of the fresh graduates. The ones seated here were mostly from the blue-eyed Camille Race!
As half-machinery lifeforms successfully modified by Hicks technology in the ancient eras, those from the Camille Race might be cold and unfriendly, but they were the favorite candidates to use for interviewing people. The security authorities of the various powers also loved to employ this bunch of cold and unfeeling people modified by Hicks Technology.
Other than magic, in jobs such as pronouncing judgment, interviewing others, and big data testing, the Camille Race was very popular and well-liked by the various grand overlords. However, the grand overlords might like them, but the jobseekers hate them.
These blue-eyed fellows all had expressionless faces and could infer what you were thinking from your slightest movements and continued to drill you. They could also analyze your personality, potential, and the flaws you wished to conceal through your micro-expression.
When facing this bunch of cold machines, you would have the feeling of being completely seen through in just a two minutes interview session. The majority of confident fresh graduates would instantly end up questioning their lives after the interview ended.
It was unknown whether this was arranged for intentionally by the recruitment fair, but after suffering the impact from the Hicks people, the fresh graduates from top academies found it more accepting when they finally entered the second zone and were faced with harsh conditions such as a monthly salary of only $700. 
When he saw this scene, Xiye couldn't help but sigh. The general situation was already fixed. Damn, how should he secretly lower the pay he quoted on his pricing list to $700?
"That…" Just when Xiye was stealthily thinking of ways to amend the pricing list, a clear voice suddenly rang out.
"Hi, can I ask if you are hiring elf instructors here?"
Xiye inclined his head and saw a pair of resplendent star-like eyes. His heart pounded. "Starlight elves?"
From the halo, it should be at the very least the third-grade, right? Such a good employee was actually not snatched away by some other overlords? Were the other employers blind?
"This...this...I see that there's this type of job on your posting…" When she saw Xiye staring at her and not speaking a word, in addition to Xiye wearing such a thick helmet, she felt a great sense of pressure. She twiddled her fingers and the way she hesitated when she spoke showed a sign of wanting to back off.
But how could he let such a fat duck go? Xiye suppressed the agitation in his heart and tried his best to calm his voice, passing over an application form. "You can fill in the application form first."
"Oh, alright!" That female elf's eyes brightened when she saw that Xiye replied. She took the form and immediately began to fill in her information.
Xiye narrowed his eyes. Her writing was very beautiful in the standard writing form of the Federation. There were no intentional signs of elvish cursive to show off her calligraphy. Her attitude was very proper.
(Very rarely seen…)
"Fill...it is filled up…" Not even ten seconds had passed and the other party had completed the information form. She respectfully handed the form back with both hands. Xiye nodded and took the form as he carefully looked.
Name: Wilin Starspeak. Age: 79 years. Race: Starlight Elves. Graduated school: Tyland Starlight Priest College - Department of Life. Studied for 30 years, obtained a bachelor's degree in the studies of Life and the title of a Priestess.
Specialized skill: Proficient in the four scrolls of Life Sacrificial Song. Respectively, each of them is cultivated to the third-grade standard. Familiarity with all forty-one guiding techniques of the elven kind: elementary grade.
After Xiye read everything, he narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Your surname is Starspeak. Do you originate from that Starspeak Clan?"
The girl awkwardly lowered her head. "Just from a side branch. My parents are ordinary seventh-grade teachers, and I'm just benefiting from the name of the clan."
This girl was from the Starspeak Clan?
Xiye sucked in a breath. The Starspeak Clan was a first-tier noble clan in the Cosmos. They had already existed before the Cosmos Federation was established and in comparison, the Aldia Clan he was from wasn't even worth a fart.
Although she was from a side branch, he could tell just from her name that her genes wouldn't be too inferior. Elf genes were very rare, and he actually encountered one from a noble clan here. She also graduated from a first-class priest college. If he nurtured her well, she might even become a high priestess.
(Such a good seedling actually fell into my hand? Damn, are those fools in the front blind?)
When he thought about this point, Xiye asked a question, "Your qualifications are very good, why don't you try and apply in the first zone?"
"Those...those people are too harsh when they question me and the wages...is simply too low." The girl lowered her head and spoke weakly, "I wish to start working earlier and earn some money."
"Her personality is too introverted…" Xiye instantly saw the problem, but he didn't care about it. What he wanted to hire was an instructor, not a warrior. As long as her professionalism was enough, it would do. As for her being too introverted, this was something that she could slowly improve on in the future. That, when compared to her qualifications, this little flaw was simply insignificant.
"Do you have a recommendation letter from a reputable instructor?" Xiye asked.
"Yes!" The girl hurriedly took out a beautifully designed letter from her bag.
The letter was manufactured from moon paper, with a design and style unique to elves. This was in line with their high standards and taste for artistry. Xiye opened the letter, and there were only a few simple words on it.
"This is an introverted child, but other than her nature, she is definitely an elf priestess that meets the standard. Among the students I have taught, she can be considered one of the excellent ones. Believe me, nurturing this child definitely wouldn't cause you to be disappointed!"
Tyland Starlight Priest College - Branch Court of the Department of Life - Merlin Windspeaker
Merlin Windspeaker! Xiye was stunned. Even he who was an amateur had heard of the great name of this professor before. Many life music symphonies she wrote were included in the mainstream teaching materials as teaching examples.
She was a golden egg!
Xiye's eyes glowed even brighter. He endured his agitation and did his best to calm his voice, maintaining the dignified look and solemn attitude of an overlord. "Mn, not bad. Your qualifications are excellent and I do lack elf instructors. If you are willing, I can provide you with a starting salary of $15,000, and the period of your internship will be half a year. After I confirm that you have the ability to work, you will be converted to a full-time instructor, and I will give you a salary you will be satisfied with. I will also provide housing funds and buy you a fifth-grade insurance!"
"$15,000?" The little lady's eyes turned bright. Such a high salary was truly very tempting for fresh graduates. Earlier, in the first zone, she saw many fresh graduates being extremely excited with $2,000 monthly pay. Could she be considered to have ascended to the heavens in a single step?
Just when she was preparing to nod, a strange voice suddenly rang out from next door, "Little lady, you better choose carefully. For somethings, you cannot look at the surface!"
These words caused the little elf who was preparing to sign the contract to tremble. Xiye's eyes flashed with a hint of gloominess.
Ever since this lady had entered his area, he had felt that his neighbor's mental energy had been probing here frequently. At that time, he had known that this fellow was up to no good.
This fellow...he still acted the part of a caring senior earlier and spoke to him. In the blink of an eye, he completely changed his attitude and wanted to compete against him. What a sinister society...


Player: I'm a worker whose monthly salary doesn’t even hit $5,000. My monthly rental already takes up half of my salary, I don’t have a girlfriend and is reprimanded by my superior every day. However, I feel very happy because there has been a new virtual game recently. In the game, I have a powerful bloodline. Not only do I have my own fleet, I even have a powerful overlord that granted me a colonized planet. Although I know this is fake, but inside there, I found the meaning of my life!
Actually...the overlord who gave him the planet really wanted to tell him that this game wasn’t fake. (You really have your own fleet and colonized planet…) but the overlord knew that he couldn’t say this. Because, once he said it, these subjects who thought of themselves as ‘players’, would definitely not be as terrifyingly hardworking as now!!


Alex was standing in front of a tall building here is the Dalmia Corporation head office, it is a well-known company in the clothing, real estate and the gaming world. Dalmia Corporation has branches all over the world and over thirty thousand employees.

Alex came here to work in the PR department. Alex is good with people and also know many languages but the only problem is that he has no proof regarding his educational qualification. 

Alex does not where he is from, he has no memories of his life prior to 9 months ago. All he knows is waking up in the hospital with Martha and George beside him. It turns out one night when Martha was coming home the blood covered Alex suddenly came in front of her car and was struck by her, since then he has been in coma for nearly a month. When they found him there was no identification with him and on top of that after waking up he lost his memories, Martha and George decided to adopt him and named him Alex.

Since he had no educational proof he did many courses but was not able to get a good job. But this time is different, this time he has something which his father gave him. He can only use that as a last resort.

When Alex arrived at the reception and was inquiring about the interview details all the ladies were sizing him up on the other hand the men were ready to pounce on him and shred him to pieces.

The receptionist was a fair skinned lady with a height of 5'6", she was blooming in the right  areas.
She was dressed in white shirt and formal skirt, one could easily see some shades of black on her chest, which was bulging so much as if ready to tear the shirt and come out.

Alex: "Hello I am Alex I came for interview for the post in PR department"

Receptionist (Day dreaming about Alex): "--"

Alex: "Excuse me"

Receptionist (Drooling while thinking of Alex): "--"

Alex didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he slightly shakes the receptionist.

Ahhhh!!

Receptionist: "Sorry you were asking something?" she replied while blushing.

Alex: "Where should I go for the job interview?"

Receptionist: "Well the PR department is on the 4th floor you can go there and ask someone"

Alex: "thank you"

Receptionist: "Ah! C… Ca… Can I... I... have your number?" she asked hesitatingly.

Alex: "--"

All the nearby ladies started laughing at the receptionist.

"How can she suddenly ask someone for their number on the first meeting?" 

"She must be desperate"

"Vixen is trying to use her charms to seduce the guy, hmpf!!"

"It's not her fault the guy is too handsome"

"Humph! What's so good about him, I am much better than him" (snorts a man)

"I am at a good post still why won't girls go out with me?"

Receptionist: "Sorry it was rude of me I shouldn't ha..."

Interrupting her

Alex: "If I get this job then let me treat you to a meal, so beautiful lady can I have your number?"

Getting the receptionist out of this awkward position Alex replied with a warm smile.

Ever since he woke up Alex has tried his best to stay polite and not get in any kind of violence, so when he heard the remarks of everyone he tried to keep his cool and help her out.

Receptionist: "Are you sure?"

Alex: "Why? You don't want to give me?"

Receptionist: "No! It's XXX-XXX-XXXX" 

Alex: "Btw I am Alex"

Receptionist: "Oh! I am Susan"

Alex: "Nice to meet you, well I should get going otherwise I won't be able to treat you"

Susan: "Yeah, sorry I took a lot of you time"

Alex: "No problem, bye have a nice day"

Susan: "All the best for interview", she shouts from behind.

Alex (smiles)

Soon Alex arrives at the 4th floor and after asking someone reaches the room for interview. Seeing the long line for the interview Alex tried his best not to feel down cast. After about 2 hours it is finally Alex's turn for the interview. As soon as Alex entered the room he was greeted by 5 men sitting across a table in formals chatting among themselves. Seeing him entering they stop their discussion but soon are in awe, seeing the demeanor of Alex they can't help but think "Is he a movie star or something?" but being in this profession for so long they soon composed themselves.

Alex: "Good morning gentlemen"

"Good morning"

Alex: "Sir, these are my qualifications"

"Hmmm"

"Why is there no record of your graduation?"

Alex: "Sir, I had an accident recently and I don't remember my past but I was adopted by a couple 
and these are the courses I had in past 9 months"

"Well to do so many courses in such a short time is good"

"But we can't hire someone like that, if word were to go out the company's reputation will be tarnished"

"Young man keeping aside the fact that you are knowledgeable give us a good reason as to why we should hire you?"

Alex: "Sir you can ask me anything related to work I will try my best not to disappoint you"

"You also know we don't have so much time and we can't be unfair to other candidates too"

Seeing things going the wrong way Alex can't help but think of the envelope his father gave it to him, forwarding the envelope to them. The envelope was sealed and had a peculiar marking over it which Alex was not able to figure out.

Alex: "I hope this is reason good enough"

"What is this?"

Alex: "I don't know my father asked me to give it to you if I don't get the job on my own"

As soon as their eyesight fell on the marking of the envelope all 5 of them were covered in cold sweat. After going through the contents of the letter they sighed in relief and couldn't help but look at the young man in front of them with reverence.

Alex: "Well?", he asked nervously

"We can hire you but first you have to go through a trial period of 3 months"

Being hired by just giving the envelope, Alex could not help but wonder about his old man's work.
Despite being with the couple for about a year Alex is not clear about the work George does as he is often busy not returning home daily.

"You will be assigned to a team to observe how the work is done, after that we will think about assigning you a permanent position"

Alex: "Thank you very much sir"

"You can join from tomorrow"

"All the best"

Alex: "Then I will take my leave, have a good day"

After Alex left the 5 gentlemen relaxed and starting discussing among themselves

"How can he get the recommendation letter from him?"

"Didn't he say, he got this from his father"

"You mean to say!!"

"Most probably"

"Anyways we have already recruited him on trial period and seeing his nature I don't think there will 
be any problem"

Unaware of the ruckus he has caused Alex walked to wards the elevator but as soon as the elevator door opened

Bam!!
Aahhhh!!

Death, a Biography, is a fictional horror novel. It is crass, violent, profane, and not meant for the light hearted reader. Imagine living in a world surrounded by fools. For years your frustration grows, and no matter what you try to do you cannot free yourself from the preverbal ideocracy. Nom DePlume is just such a man, only one day he is granted the dearest wish of his heart. Nom, a grad student working as a truck driver is: intelligent, well educated, and the sort of person who always can find a reason to have a chip on his shoulder. One day while driving in Texas he finds that he has the ability to wish death on those he hates. Being scientifically minded, Nom proceeds to experiment searching out the scopes of his new found powers. He begins in Texas, a state he despises. As he moves on from each experiment, he picks his prey to match some facet of modern western life that he hates. Each receive a fate customized to match what Nom feels they did wrong. Nom then travels home to Michigan after initially defining his new role in life. In Michigan he uses his powers to settle a few old scores and family business. A run-in with an old friend convinces him that he is being selfish for not using his god like powers to better mold humanity. The end of the book sees him taking on the leader of the free world. Nom now personifying Death, learns that he has a true foe, Life.Nom will return.

Irene was sitting at her office desk looking at some documents when her office phone rang. It was her secretary.
- Miss Irene, the lawyer you were waiting is here.
- Send him in. Oh, and Miss Lena please tell everyone that we are gonna have a meeting in half an hour. Make sure everyone is in the conference room.
- Sure thing, Miss Irene. Anything else?
- Not at the moment. Thank you.

   A few moments after she ended her conversation with her secretary, Irene heard a knock on the door.
- Come in. She said as she got up from her chair and walked to the door to welcome the lawyer in.
- Good morning, Miss Irene. The lawyer said.
- Good morning, Mr. Hunter. Please take a sit. Do you want a coffee or tea?
- Tea will be fine. Thank you.
- Miss Lena, please bring a cup of tea to my office.
- Yes, Miss Irene.
- I guess you know everything Miss Irene.
- Indeed, I know. My fiance explained it to me. I know what to do. You just have to follow my lead Mr. Hunter. There is one thing that you need to know. My fiance's sister is working here as well. So, please be careful not to tell her who the real building owner is. 
- Don't worry Miss Irene. The secret is safe with me.
- Thank you. Now, it's time for us to go meet with the employees. Said Irene as she got up, took a folder from her desk and walked with the lawyer to the conference room.

   As they were about to reach the conference room, the lawyer was shocked at the fact that no sound or talking came out the conference room.
- Don't be to shocked Mr. Hunter. I told the employees not to speculate anything before letting them know the situation. Let's go inside.
- Good morning, everyone.
- Good morning, Miss Irene.
- I will get straight to the point. Irene said as she and the lawyer went to sit down at the table.
- First off all, the owner sold the company as he moved out to another country. He gave us two months to move our stuff from the company and finish editing and publishing the books we have left. Second off all, I arranged for everyone interviews to another company and in the envelopes in front of you are recommendation letters from me if you want to go to another company for interview.
- Sis, how come for me there isn't a recommendation letter? Asked Jack with a frown.
- You keep forgetting that at the company before being your sister I am your boss. So, if you don't want having the other eye black you better behave.
- But, sis... I mean Miss Irene. Even if you are the boss you can't act that way towards me.
- What ever I say it stays that way. I didn't gave you the recommendation letter or even arrange an interview for you because since you're too lazy and I want you to find a job on your own without my help. So, stop talking. You already ruined your image in front of everyone.
- Sis, please...
- Don't make me repeat myself. Miss Lena, any news from Bree?
- No, Miss Irene. Miss Bree still doesn't answer the phone.
- Keep trying.
- How come you only show concern for Bree? I'm your brother.
- Stop complaining. You're too full of yourself that you don't see when others care for you. Now. go outside. I had enough of you. And, don't slam the door as you get out.
- Okay, okay. Said Jack who stopped his track as soon as he heard the last line Irene said to him before leaving the conference room.
- Now, let's continue our meeting.

***

   Bree woke up late because of her "nightmare". It was 11 AM when she reached the office. As she went in she clashed together with someone. That someone was Jack. Seeing that the person Jack clashed in was Bree he took her by the hand and dragged her after him and went outside the building. He only stopped when they reached a park near by.
- If you don't let go of my hand this instant I'll make sure you'll have both eyes black.
Seeing that Jack doesn't show any reaction Bree really punched him with her free hand.
- Sis, why did you do that? 
- Bree how come you're here? Where is my sister? I thought it was her that hit me. Jack asked her as he recovered from his thoughts.
- Look around you. You were the one who brought me here. You better get your things straight. Said Bree as she turned around to go back to the office.
Seeing Bree leaving, he run after her, stopping in front of her saying:
- Bree, you've changed. You look more alluring. But I still like the old you. When are you going to cook for me again? I miss your food a lot. Look I got so skinny since I haven't eaten the food that you make anymore.
- What? Should I make you taste my punch again? You have your fiancee to cook for you. Leave me alone.
- You know that she doesn't know how to cook. She is trying, but her food doesn't taste like yours.
- That's not my problem.
- Bree, please...
- I can't believe you. You only care about the food I make. Did you ever thought about my feelings? This is the last time I'll tell you this: "I WILL NEVER COOK FOR YOU AGAIN!" Don't test my patience. You don't know me at all. You never tried to know me, the real me. I'm going back to the office. Don't try to follow me or you will meet with my punch again. As she finished saying that she turned around and left leaving Jack in a trance again.

***

   Bree didn't had a chance to relax since she got back to the office. The other girls asked her if she can cook for the last party they gonna have at this place. As she was about to refuse them, since she doesn't want Jack eat her food again, she heard chef Leo saying:
- How about I cook for you instead?
- Wow. Chef Leo that would be awesome. Screamed the girls together.
- Bree, you don't mind do you for chef Leo cook for us?
- No, of course not. I'm glad.
- Yes. Then is settled. Bree can you go with chef Leo to buy the ingredients for the food he wants to make since you know more than us? Asked one of the girls.
- Of course, she will come with me. You girls go and prepare the table for the party. Bree let's go. Chef Leo said as he grabbed her by the hand before changing her mind and went to the closest store to buy the necessary ingredients for the dishes he planned to do. As they walked back, chef Leo felt that Bree squeezed his hand hard making him stop. He then turned to face her, put the grocery bags down and hugged her saying:
- Bree, I know that you're hurt right now, but can you consider the fact about coming with me to Italy? I know it's to soon, and you don't know me, but I would like a chance with you. For you I'm willing to show my bare face without the mask to the whole world. I love you.
- Chef Leo, thank you for loving me. But I can't come with you. I don't want to hurt you. I still love him and I tried to forget him by spending time with you, but is no use, I still can't forget about him.
- Baby I know. But I won't give up on you. Said chef Leo before kissing her on the lips. Since it might be the last kiss between them he put all his feeling in it, deepening the kiss. He didn't care if the people on the street were looking at them, he wanted to make this moment be stored deep inside his memory. As they both were left breathless, they broke the kiss and without taking their eyes from each other, both of them began laughing seeing that the people around them were looking at them as they were watching a romantic movie at the cinema. So, they took their grocery bags and run to the office where the girls were expecting them not knowing what took them so long to come back...

Bree is crazy about food. She is ready to create the perfect love recipe. Add to that an italian chef, a french girl, a mysterious playboy uncle who hides in the shadows as a final touch to make the recipe better. But there are secrets that can change the whole recipe concept and everyone wear a mask of their own.

Since my third birthday I am nagging my parents to teach me about magic and reading and math and history and everything else for appearance sake of course, but they denied and said that they would teach me when I am five years old not earlier. 

After that, I could be seen exploring our grounds around the house, our greenhouse, and our farms. If you can call that a farm with many exotic animals, we even have winged horses and unicorns, but they don´t come to me, because I am a man. In these two years, I found some bowtruckles and got friends with them. I met up sometimes with James Potter and Sirius Black naturally at different times and they are decent guys for three-year-olds but you got to cultivate your relationships, the same with Narcissa Black who is two years older than me. 

Finally my fifth birthday. I am standard sized and have the typical dark hair in our family. All our male family members have black hair and blue eyes. I think I am fit for my age but I think everybody who plays outside and explores the world as I do has the same fitness. I think I should start with light exercise after my second ´upgrade´ and even then only light I don´t want my body blemished. 

Before my first lesson, I am extremely nervous, I don´t know how good of a student I should be. On a Saturday afternoon, my father and I meet in his study and he takes out a beginner children's reading book. That is way to easy for me so I decide to master the beginnings fast so we can get on to normal books. 

Gregor: "Have you been reading in secret?" says my father in a strict tone. I gulp and nod, after that he starts smiling and said: "You are reading very good, but sometimes it is better to wait for a grown-up to start new topics, some can be very dangerous if you start by yourself without supervision ok? Reading is of course not one of them I just use it as an example understand?"

Phillip: "Yes daddy" I smile. At that moment our house-elf Twinky pops in the study

Twinky: "Twinky is very sorry Master Gregor but the pesky owl wouldn´t stop screaming and harassing until I got you this letter." she said fearfully with her head down in a deep bow, with her ears hanging beside her face. She is a relatively new house-elf, we bought her shortly after my third birthday because our original house-elf Barry got often occupied by me.
 
Gregor smiles and said in a soft tone: "It´s okay Twinky you did nothing wrong and don´t punish yourself" my parents like house-elves and have been teaching me since young to give them the respect they are due. Twinkys face lits up and she pops out of the room. My father opens the letter and frowns. 

Gregor in a serious tone: "Phillip I have to think about this letter. Can you get your mom for me please after that you can ask gran to teach you math." adopting his serious mode I say: "yes father" and leave the room. 

3rd Pov
 
After Phillip left the room Gregor fell deep in thought. 5 Minutes later there are knocks on the door and Karen gets inside. "Look at this," said Gregor and hands over the letter. Karen reaches with her right hand over, as she takes the letter her blonde hair falls in her face she strokes her hair behind her ears with her left hand. "Tom Riddle" she whispers "what could he want from us?" she looks up and asks Gregor. "I don´t know but it doesn't sound good, should we meet up and discuss what he mentioned? It doesn´t look nice." silence...

Karen: "I think we need to gather our inner Griffindor and have this talk with him."  "I agree we talk him out of something like this, he was two years our senior, that is our job as juniors." With that, the two Ravenclaws both talk till late in the night and work out a plan for tomorrow. 
The next morning they both eat a peaceful with their son. Phillip asks concerned( for a five-year-old): "What was the letter about yesterday" as an answer both parents smile and say it was an old friend. After breakfast comes to an end and they both say goodbye to Phillip, Joseline, and Albert and leave via the Floo Network. At the last moment, Gregor says to his father: "Look in my study." 

3rd Pov End

I wonder what he means with that, I will follow grandfather in dad´s study. As I arrive I see grandfather with tears in his eyes sitting at dad´s desk. "What wrong grandpa?" He looks up and said: "Your parents are meeting up with their old friend Tom Riddle, they were worried about his mental health because he was in his letter talking about pureblood agenda and muggle hate and much worse stuff. They got to him today to talk to him and try to get him checked out or help him themselves, but they left the letter here as a reserve if something bad happens." wiping tears out of his eyes.
"They also have said that should they not return by tomorrow we should reset the wardstone and take everybody from the access list except family members just to be safe." I was dumbfounded Tom Riddle aka Lord Voldemort should only be back in Britain in 1967 and have a job interview with Dumbledore for the position Defence against the Dark Arts. As he got denied this position he cursed it and hid Rowena Ravenclaws Diadem in the Room of Requirements. Why is he back already, or was he back all this time and build his powerbase? I don´t know but he has made a powerful enemy in me, I got attached to my parents despite that I knew they would die, I just didn´t knew how.

As they didn´t come back my grandparents panicked and set the wards back to factory settings, with just us keyed in. After that my grandfather even cast the Fidelus charm with granny as the secret keeper. After that, we were safe but also cut off from the outside world. In the beginning, it was a little depressing in the House but after that, my grandparents taught me and we got back in line. Albert is also starting to teach me some Combat moves when grandma isn´t looking.

Time passes and it´s finally time for my seventh birthday. My grandma made me a fat chocolate cake and got me a training Wand. My granddad got me a training broom which I of course directly take outside and tried. I am a decent flier not as good as Harry but for a house team, it should suffice.

We had a nice day and also lifted the Fidelus charm to hold a party with other Guests. Most of them were surprised that my parents were dead. We invited all of them to their burial ceremony even if we don´t have their bodies. After that, the mood was a little bit depressed and after dinner, most of them are home very quickly. 

It´s now 8 pm and then I activate my magic and bathe my whole body in it again. I light up again briefly, just like on my third birthday. I already feel much stronger with the exercises I do before going to sleep, I should be stronger than Hogwarts student in the fourth year, maybe even stronger than Hogwarts student in the fifth. After this baptism, I can lightly feel the Magic in me and I can use it more freely. I can control it now with my will. Of course only little thing like, I want that book fly over. I don´t have to say or think Wingardium Leviosa. 
After the experiment, more with this new feeling, I am sure that at the end of this procedure I can use my Pipi as a Wand literally. If I got to Hogwarts now I think I could test in the third year in all classes. At first, I have read many books about magic in general, to understand this power but I'm not much further than most people. 

The only thing I can say for certain is that Magic is intent-based and that there is no general color or shadowing to magic as light and dark. I also started training Occlumency in the meantime and my library is a big help in that department, Even if I couldn´t hold out masters such as Snape, Dumbledore or Voldie but I think others have to try really hard to break into my mind. 

3rd Pov 

After Phillip got to bed his Grandparents sit together in front of the fire and talk about Karen and Gregor. After some time they agree that they want the funeral over as soon as possible. 

One week later at the family graveyard, many people meet for the Funeral. Meanwhile, Phillip made plans about how he would torture and humiliate Voldemort, one more unrealistic than the other. The other guests looked concerned three you wished the last three of the Kyme family condolences. Albert had a very bad feeling about it, unfortunately, he was too old for another war and denied anything to do with it. The only thing he would do is to protect his family.  

Joseline's wounds from two years ago were torn up again and she was close to tears all the time. Meanwhile, she has arranged to meet her old girlfriends again and will meet them again regularly afterward. The children all want to see the villa and Phillip's room and compare it to hers. Once there, they all look in amazement, because Phillip has created a pool in the next room with the help of his grandparents. He didn't show them his work/reading room. He also showed them many toys he collected over the years. After a ´succesful´ Funeral everybody got home and lives their lives again.

A rich middle aged man who is experiments with everything he gets his hands on. One experiment fails and he dies. He meets God and chooses to be reborn in the Harry Potter world. A new life with a million more experiments an a new force to master. With some advantages he starts his next adventure.

After watching three consecutive series of Matrix one time, Lu Mingfei suddenly felt that he should have a very magical ability that has not been discovered, like "Neo", which is "the one". One day there will be a mysterious man to explore his ability, he will have a great transformation under the burning eyes of people around him... And do some earth-shattering things.

But his Chinese teacher criticized the class with his forward-looking style, looking directly at the last few rows of students of the classroom who were napping. He did even use his split vision to glance at Lu Mingfei who sat in the corner, so Lu Mingfei can only shrink his head and give up to explain his own journey mentally.

No one discussed the great idea with him; he had to hammer out the details himself. By the time Lu Mingfei was in his third year of high school, the fantasy had been set. When the school did the Spring Festival Gala, the piano level ten beauty Liu Miaomiao played the piano on the stage, and all his male classmates in black suits were dancing around the piano. At that time, Lu Mingfei sat in a forgotten corner, imagining, thinking of there might appear a helicopter from the sky to pick him up then a group of black sunglasses men like CIA agents in movies will walk in the hall. They will say Mr. Lu Mingfei, it's not the time to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The Organization is calling you. They will give Lu Mingfei a black military uniform and long windbreaker, surrounding him with the focus of all his classmates. Outside the hall, there would be a black helicopter roaring by the huge rotor, like knives cutting face. At that time, the little piano beauty Liu Miaomiao and all the dancing boys would stop and stare at the figure of Lu Mingfei.

The point of this story is not how he will save the world, but the other's sight staring at his figure. 

Super cool!

Actually, Lu Mingfei understood that this illusion is just killing his time. But he could find no merit in himself to be proud of. For him, the future should be to go to an unknown university, fall in love with a normal girl, find a job and rent a house, maybe his parents will urge him to get married occasionally when they think of him, then he will get married, have a child and work every day.

With this letter from America, his stagnant life was about to change. But in this family meeting, he felt like an outsider, huddled in a corner of the sofa with his hands firmly on his knees, and the living room was filled with echo of endless chatter of Aunt, Uncle and Lu Mingze.

He got up and walked out of the living room. No one noticed the main character's departure at all, and the remaining three were still debating the authenticity of the interview notice. Aunt and Lu Mingze were quite upset. If this letter is true, it's a stroke of rarely dumb luck that fallen on Lu Mingfei. Aunt was not used to despondent Lu Mingfei's suddenly brightened up. How could her own son come over him in the future?

Lu Mingfei returned to his room and connected to the QQ, staring at the girl's icon wearing a baseball cap. The icon was gray, means offline or invisible. Anyway, there's no message. Lu Mingfei looked at the wall clock, he left the message 18 years before, asked if Chen Wenwen wants to participate in the activity of Literary Club tomorrow evening.

Chen Wenwen does not actually wear a baseball cap. She has a long soft straight hair, very beautiful, so there's no need to cover herself with baseball cap. Lu Mingfei knew Chen Wenwen on the day he entered the school. She was sent by a Passat in a low profile, wearing a white cotton skirt and a pair of white socks with lace and a "Hello Kitty" hairpin on her long hair. The hottest girl in Lu Mingfei's class should be "Little Fairy" Su Xiaoqiang, Su was sent to school with a Mercedes S500 with DKNY. Pride filled her eyes. She waved to say goodbye to her rich father, and took a look at the new boys in the class while hoping they could back with admiring sight. But the boys stared at the corner by the window. When Chen Wenwen had finished the school entering procedure, she sat on the bench with a copy of Duras's L'amant in her hand. The sun shone on her cotton dress and skin, and everything seemed transparent.

"Little Fairy" had kept her proud for 15 years. She was defeated by a little artistic girl on the first day of high school, thus she's filled with dissatisfaction. Unluckily, there was a "blind" boy standing beside her, pointing at Chen Wenwen and whispering to "Little Fairy": "That should our class belle."

Have ever "Little Fairy" been subjected by bullying like this? She stepped on the boy's foot hard and turned to go.

That boy is Lu Mingfei.

In fact, Lu Mingfei is a very frank person. He thought Chen Wenwen was more beautiful than "Little Fairy", then he said so and causes "Little Fairy" 's aversion for three years. At that time there were seven or eight boys around Chen Wenwen. Each of them thought so, but others know the truth of "Silent appreciation". Later, these people formed a literary club. The core of the literary club was Chen Wenwen, who took part in weekly activities to read some cold and sad European and American literary works and wrote the feelings after reading them to the Chinese teacher for correction. According to Uncle, what he read were all written by "white women of the middle class", and he did not understand why Lu Mingfei was a member of the literary club.

To Lu Mingfei, Chen Wenwen is the first female idol in his life and sets up image of an appropriate good girl for him. At the age of 15, Lu Mingfei felt that the greatest happiness in the world was to marry Chen Wenwen. Lu MingFei feels there is little hope because he was invited by Chen Wenwen to join the literary club. President Chen Wenwen had invited two members, one is Lu MingFei, another is "Little Fairy" 's love Zhao Menghua. It's easy to describe Zhao Menghua, he is most likely to be "The Second Chu Zihang" in school.

Zhao Menghua was also applying to go abroad without any offer yet, but this confused Cassel College sent the interview notice to Lu Mingfei.

"Wanna have a play?" A big cat's icon was jumping up with the ID "Nuo Nuo". Lu Mingfei did not remember when he added this person, but he never refused the invitation of others: there are very few people adding him.

"Fine." Lu Mingfei answered casually.

Lu Mingfei was still using TrackPoint operation, he had something in mind lazily. Besides, "Nuo Nuo" sounds like a name for a girl, those tough hands in the channel should be all kinds of uncles. But soon, Lu Mingfei found that the opponent is both fierce and cunning. He was distracted by the moment, then his exploring Drone was ambushed by the other side with two Zerglings. Loss of a Drone is not a big deal, but the clever little trap let Lu Mingfei alerted up. He strengthened the defence of his base, while produced six Zerglings to patrol around. This saved his life, he was aware of a team of invasion Zerglings in the very first moment, so the Zergling team can only immediately retreat without an opportunity to attack.

Lu Mingfei can't neglect the opponent anymore, he connected his mouse.

The formal battle had just begun. Both sides had updated their arms from Zergling to Hydralisk, and sent Mutalisks coincidently with Hydralisks attacking at the same time to generate a double line attack. When the queen appeared, the fight between the two sides has been heated up. Both two sides had four bases, mixing armies launched a fierce fight in the central, and plasma were splashing on the battlefield. Lu MingFei had sweat on his forehead, clicking his keyboard as if playing the piano. He estimated that the other one is not easy: They are competing on micro-operation at almost professional level. For the first time, Lu Ming encountered such a strong opponent and decided to take the risk of updating the main base to level 3 to produce the combo of Devourer, Guardian and Ultralisk. This is a fundamental strategic transformation, if the other side has some slightest hesitation and stops attack, Lu Mingfei can win the game doubtless.

The progress bar was advancing slowly, Lu Mingfei's heart was beating accelerated with sweating palms. He bluffed and made a group of Hydralisk and three more Lurkers. If the opponent thought Lu Mingfei is setting a large group of the army, then she's made a fool of herself. This is all what Lu Mingfei had right now, and he costed all the resources on updating.

Soon, the upgrade will be completed, and the combo will be able to take over enemy bases one by one as soon as they leave the field.

Lu Mingfei felt the dawn of victory.

"You're updating your base to level three." A line of words appeared at the bottom of the screen.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"You can concede, I have four teams of Hydralisk and four teams of dogs, all second level." Nuo went on typing.

The progress bar was about to come to an end, but Lu Mingfei can only type "GG". While Nuo Nuo was typing she shared the vision. Outside Lu Mingfei's base, Nuo Nuo's soldiers pressed the border, once they attack, a crushing victory will come.

Lu Mingfei quitted the game and switched back to the QQ interface, said to Nuo Nuo, "Admire!"

Nuo Nuo did not answer and left an expression of grin, then she went offline.

Lu Mingfei, for the first time in his life, felt that he was seen through by someone, like his closest friend. After many years of separation, he came back to find him. He sat there for a moment, clicking through to see Nuo Nuo's profile, but it was a blank. He searched his memory, convinced that he had never known such a great StarCraft girl player.

The head picture of Chen Wenwen was bouncing in the list, it's gray however. It means Chen Wenwen went online but had left.

"Go, see you the day after tomorrow." This's the message Chen Wenwen left for him.

He waited for almost nineteen hours, and all he saw were these seven words. But his low mood suddenly seems to be evaporated. He jumped into bed with a whistle, wriggle his waist, and forgot about the loss on StarCraft at all.

Lu Mingze walked into his bedroom and looked up and down at his cousin, said impatiently, "My parents called that Guderian professor, said the day after tomorrow to the Regent Hotel to have the interview, they let you be prepared."

The next night.

"Hey, Old Tang, do you know what questions American college interviews ask?" Lu Mingfei was typing in QQ.

"What? Did you get an interview?" Old Tang's panda head icon was kept jumping.

Old Tang is the only person Lu Mingfei could think of and the only person who can help. Old Tang, an American Chinese, living in New York. Probably he has the family name of Tang, everyone called him Old Tang even he's not old. It is said that Old Tang grew up in the United States, so he can't speak Chinese very neatly, but it is ok to type on the Internet. Old Tang has no problem except feeling too good about himself at times. His life goal is to be an Indiana Jones.

"Well, tomorrow morning is the interview, but I searched the Internet for a long time and found nothing about what will interview ask about." Lu Mingfei answered honestly.

"Well... The interview questions can be different for universities. For example, New York University and Harvard University are completely different."

"Do you know Harvard or New York then?"

"Didn't I tell you that I went to society to work after high school?" Old Tang posted a frustrated panda face on the screen.

"This 'went into the society' shows your Chinese progress is obvious!"

"Come on, let's do the video call, I'll give you guidance on pronunciation." Old Tang said.

Lu Mingfei took a look at the bed and sleeping Lu Mingze, hesitated, "Then you should low your voice down, my cousin is sleeping."

"No problem."

Video voice then rang two times and got connected. A funny looking guy with drooping eyebrows waved his hand with the voice like thunder, "Hey! Dude!"

Lu Mingfei was so scared that he almost jumped over and ate the speaker.

"Be Quiet! Lower your voice!" Lu Mingfei waved his hand to Old Tang while unplugging the speaker line and switched to his headset.

"What's the big deal?" Old Tang muttered. "The house I rent is near the railway. It's noisy. Where are you? Being so careful?"

"I live with my aunt and uncle." Lu Mingfei whispered.

"Oh, oh." Old tang nodded, lowered his voice and spoke in sloppy Chinese. "So you can move out if you pass the interview? I'll definitely help you!"

"Old Tang, you're such a good dude." Lu Mingfei gave a thumbs-up.

"As the first place in the StarCraft channel, it will be really stingy if I don't help the second place." Old Tang said, "Ha-ha!"

For a moment Lu Mingfei was a little touched and became more confident in tomorrow's interview. He wandered all day and spent the afternoon on the roof looking at the setting sun. No one can tell him what an American college interview is like. The other interviewees are probably correcting their pronunciation word by word under the guidance of a tutor or parents? But Lu Mingfei found no one to help him. He searched for a long time and saw Old Tang was online, so he went to try. He doesn't know Old Tang very well either.

But, in the corner that he does not think of, there's still a person to be able to help him as his brother.

Loyalty, this is loyalty!

"It is said that I am also a person whose parents were dead," Old Tang continued to sigh. "You know, it is not easy to get along here in America, especially for single people like us. Fortunately, I can get social relief... "

"What are you talking about! Why you're saying also? My father and mother are just working outside!" Lu Mingfei spat at him.

"Oh, oh, soorry, I got the wrong meaning." Old Tang bowed his hands repeatedly in the window.

"Please dude, can you stop using your weird Chinese! What's soorry? Sorry, okay? Isn't it time for us to do some accent coaching?" Lu Mingfei felt quite discouraged.

"Hum, right, I'll have some play after teaching, quick! Start now!" Old Tang cleared his throat, "This is the most common opening question used in the interview: Why did you apply for this college, please give me a reason?"

"But I didn't apply... "

"Come on! Don't talk nonsense, practice with me! Brother, I am responsible for your life! The great faculty is the key reason, and your college has very good researching atmosphere..."

" The great faculty is the key reason, and your college has very good researching atmosphere..." Lu Mingfei followed Old Tang to practice.

As the night went on, all was still in the little southern town. Street lamps lit up the empty streets, and most of the lights in the buildings went out, leaving only the windows of several sleepless families. In one of the windows, a boy repeated some sentences again and again with his unclear pronunciation, cramming; while another guy thousand miles away was eating yogurt and shouting "No, No, No!" to his every wrong pronunciation.

Lu Mingze turned his eyes, glanced at Lu Mingfei and snorted impatiently. He then muffled his ears and rolled over.

In the third morning, Regent hotel.

This is the most luxurious chain hotel in the city, a five-star hotel. Lu Mingfei knew this hotel because Uncle likes to drink tea here in the lobby and chat with friends, while letting the waiter refill the strong tea into boiling water. It is not expensive, but can make him have a sense of superiority to enjoy the world's top service.

Lu Mingfei had not entered the glass door of the hotel and was staring around with a pair of red eyes which had been burning all night.

This hotel is fu**ing luxurious! American schools are fu**ing rich!" Lu Mingfei praised in his heart.

He was sitting outside the executive room, which had 17 chairs for each of the 17 interviewers. No one asked them to show any identification, and when Lu Mingfei stepped gingerly into the hotel's front door, a waiter smiled and said, "Are you the student who comes to Cassel College for the interview? Follow me to the executive floor, please." He was then brought into the room by a pretty sister in a dress and ten-centimetre heels to meet his acquaintances.

Chen Wenwen, Su Xiaoqiang, Zhao Menghua, Liu Miaomiao, were all here. There were others he had seen but could not name, others came from his school, and others he had never seen before.

"Lu Mingfei?" Everyone who knew him made such a surprised sound as if his presence on the occasion were very strange.

Lu Mingfei had to wave the letter in his hand and grinned. "I'm here for the... "He gulped." interview."

Then he sat down on the last chair gloomy with a form and a pencil with names and ages and all that. Lu Mingfei filled in while his eyes flew around.

The situation looked terrible. Everyone enemy was well prepared. Needless to say, Zhao Menghua's tutor is an American, Su Xiaoqiang pronunciation lived in the USA for a year. Even Chen Wenwen didn't dress casually. She wore a blue skirt with white lace socks and a white scarf, and she changed her hairpin to a pearl oyster, like the British nobles' uniform on television.

Lu Mingfei scratched his head and sighed.

"Well dressed." After losing interest in comparing strength, he turned to look at Chen Wenwen.

The waiter brought tea, croissant and a cup of hot milk, Lu Mingfei ate bread and drank hot milk. After solving the problem of hunger he kept looking at Chen Wenwen. A moment later, a thought occurred to him... Perhaps he's enough lucky to pass the exam, and he can go abroad to study together with Chen Wenwen?

He looked up at the roof and suddenly gave a dumb laugh that startled everyone around him.

"Lu Mingfei, don't make a sound. The examiner is coming. Inside the room." Chen Wenwen covered her mouth and whispered to him, pointing to the inner conference room.

"Are you ready? Lu Mingfei smiled and interrupted. This is nonsense talk, he just wanted Chen Wenwen to speak.

"I'm not sure," Chen Wenwen said, looking at Su Xiaoqiang and Zhao Menghua, lowering her eyes despondently. "My speaking skill is not as good as theirs... "

"You'll be all right! I think your spoken English is pretty... "Said Lu Mingfei.

(Note: This is a Chinese translate novel)

When Lu Mingfei was applying for a foreign university, he received an invitation letter from Cassel College, a private university in the outer suburbs of Chicago. Under the call of mystery, under the choice of love and dream, he resolutely chose the unknown future. Black helicopters flew across the sky, the gate of a strange country was slowly opened to him: The door of becoming a dragon slayer.

Another name for this novel is:
Dragon's Raja

The moment their eyes met, the girl suddenly became flustered. Agitated, she tightly clenched her handbag as she bit her lower lip and started pacing about.
However, it was precisely this natural expression of hers which made one think that she was quite cute.
Yin Xiachun!
Lin Fengtian was suddenly overwhelmed with admiration!
This girl was simply Yin Xiachun in the flesh!
Thrilled, Lin Fengtian reached his hand out to grab the name list he had thrown aside and asked excitedly, "Is this girl from the university? Did she apply? Go search for her name! Immediately inform her to come to the audition!"
"Director…."
"Huh?" Lin Fengtian lifted his head and saw his assistant's confused look.
"We can just get off the car and personally invite that girl to audition; it will be less work that way," he suggested, feeling helpless. This director, was he way too excited?
Lin Fengtian tapped his head and said, "Oh, yes! Why didn't I think of that? It will truly be less work that way!"
He immediately got off the car, but when he looked in the girl's direction, she was already gone.
She disappeared? Wasn't she standing there moments ago?
Lin Fengtian knitted his brows tightly, and he searched for her in the crowd, but there was no trace of her.
She was gone just like that….
The interview for an artiste assistant was very simple. Filling out a form and handing in a few identity documents, she then officially got the job.
The manager informed her that she could report for work the next day. The paycheck and benefits were rather generous. Although it was a strenuous job, and she would undoubtedly be subjected to persecutions, Yun Shishi was already jumping for joy.
Just as she was about to leave, the manager fixed her with a strange look and asked, "You have an outstanding appearance, so why did you apply to be an artiste assistant? What a pity… "
If this girl were to be refined a little more, she would definitely make a name for herself in the entertainment industry.
Yun Shishi smiled but did not comment.
Before she left, she was given a data sheet. The artiste she was responsible for was a not-to-be-taken-lightly newbie called Han Jingyi.
It was stated that the artiste should not be taken lightly because she had a powerful backer, which let her rise up in status.
It was also rumored that she had clinched quite a substantial role for herself.
…
Under Li Qin's expectant gaze, Yun Na entered the house with a downcast face. Seeing this, she quickly got up to ask her daughter about the audition, but when she noticed her low spirits, her heart could not help but go cold.
"What happened?" At her daughter's despondent look, she hurriedly probed, "Did you fail the audition? Did the director not choose you?!"
Yun Na felt indignant. "Hmph… With my aptitude, how can I not pass the audition? Even if I am not chosen as the female lead for this movie, other directors will surely take a fancy to me!"
"Then, what's up with the long face?"
Li Qin noticed her mumbling and felt even more agitated. After her repeated probing, Yun Na eventually revealed the truth.
She originally went to the audition with confidence. Clothes, makeup – everything was in proper place. For this audition, she even reread the original novel for a few days and memorized the script thoroughly.
She had even chosen the most tear-jerking scene in the script. Practicing it repeatedly in front of the mirror, she thought that she had the character down pat. However, when she went to the audition brimming with confidence, she was immediately informed at the entrance that she could not participate in the selection without a letter of interview.
However, in the promotional short for the female lead role of 'The Green Apple', it was repeatedly mentioned that the audition was opened nationwide. Regardless of identity, as long as one was of age and a legal citizen, anyone could participate in the audition. Why was she refused for the reason of 'no letter of interview', then?


She became a surrogate mother in exchange for over a million yuan.

As the esteemed CEO of the most powerful Empire in the capital, he holds absolute power, while she is just an adopted daughter to a family of lowly status. She agreed to bear him his offspring, simply because her adoptive father's business was failing.
 
On the day of her delivery, the elder brother was born healthy, but the younger one was stillborn. Having fulfilled the contract, she disappeared from his sight along with the astronomical sum of money. 


Six years later, he is still that arrogant and high-profile CEO. When she accidentally gets embroiled with him again – like a canary trapped in his cage, he closes in on her. “Woman, do you think you can escape from my clutches?!" 

However, he does not expect a little kid to interfere; the boy pompously points his little finger at him and warns, “Mu Yazhe, you’d better leave her alone! She's mine – this baby's woman!” 

The man is alarmed, simply because the little kid's facial features are identical to his...

Tags: Adorable Child, CEO, Sweet Romance, Scheming, Wealthy Aristocrats, Fluff, Two-faced, Child, Rich and Powerful, Treachery

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