How clueless could a grown adult possibly be? I wondered.
As we were talking, a taxi pulled up by the road.
Zhang Bo told us that this was the young man.
The door opened, and an extraordinarily handsome young man stepped out.
Yi Yang was so handsome that even I, a man, was stunned. With those looks, he would definitely be an idol if he went into show business.
His face alone, along with his height and proportions, gave him the air of a young aristocrat.
"Holy crap!"
Song Xiaotian clicked his tongue. "Someone in this world... is actually more handsome than me! That defies science!"
But right after getting out, Yi Yang crouched by the roadside and started throwing up.
We hurried over to him.
"Bro, do you get carsick?"
After he finished throwing up, he quickly stood and gave me an embarrassed smile. "Sorry, I don't ride in cars much. You're the boss, right?"
"Hello, boss. I'm here for the interview. D'you reckon I'll do?"
Something about pairing that face with that accent made me want to laugh.
"Um... I'm not the boss."
He froze for a moment, flashed two rows of white teeth, then ran over to shake Song Xiaotian's hand.
"Buddy, I'm not the boss either."
Soon, he ran over to shake An Ning's hand too.
Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Zhang Bo led him straight into the shop.
I had already mentioned this to Meng Yifan, so naturally, he gave Yi Yang a warm welcome.
Yi Yang wasn't really clueless. Perhaps he had spent so long in the village with little contact with the outside world that his eyes revealed a clear... innocence.
"Boss, could I find out about the pay and benefits first?"
"Of course."
Meng Yifan smiled. "You can tell me