Chapter 137 - Score Control, A Piece Of Cake (1/2)

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"Alright, the specific admission rules for the assessment will be sent digitally in a while.

The assessment will start tomorrow. If there are no problems, then the meeting will be adjourned. I hope that everyone will go back today and make good preparations."

Ouyang Yunzhong announced that the meeting was adjourned, and everyone returned to their respective posts.

Ye Xiao heard his subordinates secretly discussing how to give Ouyang Yunzhong gifts and keep their jobs.

"My father's second uncle's third aunt's eldest grandson's eldest grandson's ex-girlfriend's uncle is a distant cousin of director Ouyang.

"I have to go and see if I can find some clues and get him to help me speak up."

"Distant cousin is nothing. Let me tell you, in terms of relationship and seniority, I have to call director Ouyang, great-grandmother!"

"F*ck, are you that close to director Ouyang?"

"Of course. Director Ouyang and my great-grandmother are from the same village."

"F*ck, I thought she was your great-grandmother. I didn't expect it to be an elder from the same village. What are you talking about?"

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Ye Xiao was particularly speechless at their exchange. Those brats had thought things too simply.

If the library was expanded, it was very likely that they wanted to build a super large library that time.

Director Ouyang's strength was only at the Xiantian first grade. After the expansion, whether she could become the director was still a question.

Moreover, director Ouyang's age was also about to reach the age of retirement, right?

She was already over 90 years old now. It was only because she practiced martial arts that she was younger. However, the library in the past only managed the martial arts techniques of a small Jianghai city. In the future, it would not only be a small Jianghai city.

However, Ye Xiao was not worried.

When the soldiers came, the general would block them. When the water came, the Earth would cover it.

According to the assessment criteria on the phone, the lowest was Houtian third-grade martial arts strength. However, according to Ye Xiao's judgment, it was actually risky.

That was because even if most people could not rely on their connections, there would still be a small number of people who could rely on their connections to obtain a few spots. If there were a few fewer spots, then naturally, the admission line, would also rise a little higher.

However, Ye Xiao knew that there were two colleagues who had a very good chance of going home to do their own business.

Therefore, as long as they revealed their Houtian third-grade martial arts strength, they could still pass.

As for the theory examination, even if he did not look at the standards, he was not worried.

With his performance in the library, it was enough to easily settle it.

Of course, even if he really could not become a librarian, there was no harm in it.

He could still come over to read books and earn some living expenses through refining artifacts.

However, there were two things that were not too good.

One was that the librarian did not need money to read books. There was also a monthly salary that could be received and various employee benefits.

Reading books also required money. One needed to get a card, and borrowing books also required money. Every time he read or borrowed books, there had to be various rules and regulations. It was very troublesome.

Ye Xiao did not care about money, but he hated trouble. Being a manager saved him a lot of trouble.

The other was also the most important one.

A manager could use the excuse that he was bored at work to kill time to read books.

If he was no longer a manager, he would not look for a job. There would definitely be a problem if he spent every day reading in the library. ..

Before his cultivation reached a level that satisfied him, he did not want to attract too much attention and let others discover his strength.

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Ding!

Half a day in the morning passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it was time to get off work.

Ye Xiao came to the staff restaurant and ordered a set meal of beef stew with potatoes. After that, he found a corner by the window and started eating.

Before long, a refreshing fragrance assailed his nostrils. A figure sat opposite him.

Even without raising his head, he could guess who it was just by looking at the little feet under the table that were wearing silk stockings and high heels.

Ms. Wang.

"Little Ye Xiao, is it alright for me to sit here?"

Ye Xiao only nodded slightly.

Ms. Wang, who had been rehabilitated, was a lot more normal.

She was also wearing much more formal clothes and her makeup was not as charming as before. Even the perfume on her body had turned into a light fragrance instead of a particularly stimulating fragrance.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

She put down her plate, tidied up her chopsticks, and began to eat. As she ate, she said,

"What do you think about this assessment?"

"What other thoughts can I have? That's it. If I can pass it, then forget it."

"Do you want me to use my connections to help you?"

Ye Xiao could not help but feel a little curious.

"Didn't you already find a boyfriend? Why are there still so many people supporting you?"

Ms. Wang rolled her eyes at Ye Xiao.

"Don't you know that every man is woman-crazy? If I didn't have a boyfriend, they would probably be sick of me. In the end, now that I have a boyfriend, every single one of them who sees me is like flies that see honey. Their eyes are shining."

"Then how many hats does your boyfriend have to wear? You'd better not cause trouble for him."

"F*ck you!"

Ms. Wang pouted, but she was not angry.

"Your sister Wang is now a decent woman. Other than my boyfriend, no one can touch me. I'm serious now. Everyone is giving gifts. If you need to give gifts, you can tell me."