Leng Yejin stood at the stairway entrance and drank the coffee in a relaxed manner. "You want to work for the president's office?"
"Um, I'm about to graduate. This is a good opportunity. I want to work hard for it."
Leng Yejin straightened up. His aura was domineering. "Um," he said and continued coldly, "I'm not going to pull some strings for you."
Tong Lu's cheeks flushed and became so red that blood was threatening to seep out of her skin. "I don't want you to pull some strings for me. I just want to know the standard of the ideal candidate as a reference."
Leng Yejin raised his eyebrow and studied her with his inscrutable gaze. "You are quite confident with yourself."
"I'm not bad at all!" Tong Lu said. She was frustrated and embarrassed. "I did quite well with all the courses I took in college. Although I don't have an excellent memory like you, I always woke up at five thirty to study. I studied hard to make up for my lack of natural talent!"
