Zheng Zijing suddenly thought of something and asked curiously, "Does your friend work here? Is he an interviewer?"
Ren Feifan knew what Zheng Zijing was thinking. He thought she was okay, but he still shook his head and said, "He probably isn't interviewing."
"Which department does your friend belong to? I heard that the most sought-after department in pharmaceutical companies is R&D. Their monthly salary is as much as others earn in a year."
Zheng Zijing became curious. She initially didn't have high hopes for Ren Feifan's friend, guessing he was probably just one of the regular employees.
Ren Feifan helplessly scratched his nose, felt no need to lie about this, and truthfully said, "My friend is probably the CEO of Feifan Pharmaceuticals."
"Sputter!"
Zhing Zijing almost spat out her drink, she was on the verge of laughing her tears out.
