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Chapter 643

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The next day, Dazzling Media.

Previously, Dazzling was managed by Zhou Wen Bin and all the newcomers had a good image, but the styling team was very weak, causing the artists to lack their own uniqueness and look like they were packaged from the same assembly line.

After Ye Wanwan took over, she was reorganizing the styling team.

Ye Mu Fan brought his personal information to the styling department and saw that there were already many applicants gathered there.

Every candidate's resume was very good. They were either the last disciple of a stylist or the exclusive stylist of a celebrity.

But what about him? When he was still the young master of the Ye family, he only knew how to eat, drink, and be merry every day. In the past two years at Assembly of Stars Entertainment, he was an invisible person. All of his works were titled with He Jun Cheng's name...

Last night, he racked his brains to prepare his resume, only to find that he couldn't even write a single word. He didn't have a single piece of work, and his resume was only one thin page.

To say that all of Assembly of Stars Entertainment's styling director's work came from his hands? How could anyone believe it …

The person in charge was standing at the entrance of the interview hall with a stack of documents in his hand. "Bring your resumes later and come in for the first round of the preliminary interview."

The interviewees went in one after another, and the voice of the person in charge kept coming from inside.

"You dare to apply for Dazzling with this kind of resume? Do you think my place is a garbage disposal station? "

"Didn't you say we need at least two years of experience?"

"So what if you have more works? Not a single independent work was completed! Next! "



Outside the door, Ye Mu Fan tightened his grip on his resume as he listened to the person in charge's sharp and stern voice. He would only be humiliating himself if he took out his resume.

"Next!" the supervisor urged.

Ye Mu Fan took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

There were a total of three people interviewing. In the middle, the person in charge with a stern expression scanned Ye Mu Fan from head to toe like an X-ray. He noticed that Ye Mu Fan's outfit was very eye-catching, but it was a pity that they were all cheap, low-end brands.

"Where's your resume?" the person in charge asked.

"I forgot to bring it." In the end, Ye Mu Fan didn't take out the resume.

"How could you forget that?" The person in charge was displeased, but he decided to give him a chance because of his looks and aesthetics. He took a sip of coffee and asked casually, "What's your name?"

"Ye Mu Fan."

"Pfft —" The manager spat out a mouthful of tea when he heard the man's name. "Cough, cough, cough …"

Ye Mu Fan furrowed his brows. He didn't understand why the other party had such a big reaction.

The person in charge, who had a strict attitude, changed 180 degrees in an instant. He hurriedly got up and greeted him, "Oh, so it's Teacher Ye. Why didn't you say so earlier? The director told me to go directly to his office after you came!"

Ye Mu Fan was confused. "The director wants me to go to his office directly? Don't we have an interview first? "

"I can't be wrong, I can't be wrong! Teacher Ye, you were personally invited by the director. Why would you still need an interview? "

The person in charge handed the rest of the interview work to the other colleagues, then personally led Ye Mu Fan out as he spoke.

What? The director personally invited him over?

Ye Mu Fan had no idea what was going on and followed the person in charge into a spacious office.

"Our director will be here in a while. Please wait a moment, Teacher Ye. I'll get someone to brew some tea for you. Is there anything else you need?" the person in charge said politely.

"No …" Ye Mu Fan decided to wait and see. Anyway, it wasn't his fault if he made a mistake.

"Okay, okay. Call me anytime if you need anything!"

"Alright."

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