The Heaven’s Jailer

Five minutes passed. Of the more than forty beauty interviewers, only nine of them completed the push-ups requested by Liu Lang. Three of the nine passers were able to pass with the help of the petite girl. They did not. Realize that I was being **** by a woman.

The petite beauty was excited, and she kept rubbing her palms, obviously recalling what she had just felt.

"This little Nizi is really wretched, even more wretched than I was when the uncle was the most wretched!" Liu Lang secretly admired. He thinks that the security department needs this kind of talent. Although there will be another round of interviews, he has silently admitted the wretched girl.

"I think it's too unfair to let a group of girls do push-ups and decide on the number of advancement places." Just when everyone thought this round was over, the long-legged beauty who completed the push-ups first said.

"Yes, good physical strength doesn't mean everything!"

"Poor physical strength can be supplemented by intelligence, not a stick!"

"We apply for another assessment method!"

The words of the long-legged beauty immediately resonated with many people. Even if Liu Lang carried the invincible peach blossom charm, he couldn't hold it anymore. This first round of push-up assessment obviously caused public outrage.

"Don't forget the position you applied for, security! You don't have the physical strength to keep your ass!" Liu Lang said coldly.

"I don't believe that the strength of the security department is so good! Do you dare to say that your security department can perform ten push-ups?" said the long-legged beauty tit-for-tat.

"Hehe, you might underestimate the security department. I can tell you that 90% of the Mu Group’s security department are excellent retired soldiers. Some are retired from special forces, let alone ten push-ups. A hundred push-ups can be done in minutes." Liu Lang said with his lips curled.

"One hundred? If you have the ability, you can make one hundred for us! If you can do it, I won't say anything." The long-legged beauty said in disbelief.

The main reason is that she sees Liu Lang as skinny as a poke. Such a weak chicken licks his face and asks a group of women to do push-ups. She feels that the poke manager himself must not even be able to do five push-ups.

"It turned out to be dissatisfied!" Liu Lang suddenly realized, no wonder this long-legged beauty seemed to have taken gunpowder. It turned out that she was conscious of her failure and deliberately caused confusion.

It's a pity that she missed it.

Liu Lang took off his coat disdainfully and threw it to He Fei. Then he backed his left hand, and his body fell straight forward. Just when everyone thought that Manager Liu was going to show off a dog to eat shit, Manager Liu calmly Extend the index finger and middle finger, firmly propped on the ground.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"..."

"a hundred!"

In just one minute, Liu Lang completed a hundred push-ups with only two fingers. After finishing, Liu Lang stood up calmly, his breath did not grow, his face did not change.

"It's amazing..." The chin of the long-legged beauty fell directly to the ground, and it took a long time to say these four words. Is this the legendary Shaolin Two-Finger Zen? It is too unscientific to be trained by such a thin person.

At the time, Liu Lang's attempt to subdue the security guards in the lobby on the first floor has spread throughout the Mu's Building. Many people know that Liu Lang is a master. He Fei saw today that Manager Liu can no longer use the word master. To describe it, it's just a pervert.

"So handsome, so handsome!"

"I can't stand the bird anymore, I want to **** him!"

"Why didn't I enter the next round? I knew I would have to finish my life just now!"

After Liu Langxiao showed his hand and **** in Zen, the beautiful interviewees who had been filled with indignation were completely convinced, and their eyes lit up, like a wolf seeing meat.

After all, strong men are most women's favorites.

"Push-ups will be interviewed individually. The others are sorry, but you were eliminated!" After all, Liu Lang quickly walked into the interview meeting room.

Under He Fei's arrangement, nine beautiful women who passed the first round interviewed one by one.

The first one is the beauty with long legs.

The long-legged beauty is named Chen Ziwei, who was once a professional track and field athlete and later retired due to injuries.

Professional athletes are actually a profession that has a very good character. If they have good character, they have achieved results. If they drink spicy food for a lifetime, they can earn millions after the endorsement, but if the character is not good, they will be sadly urged and retired. In order to directly pay the decommissioning expenses, not to arrange the work, and fend for themselves.

Chen Ziwei belongs to the latter kind. Fortunately, her family’s conditions are pretty good. After retiring, she spent money to study at a sports university. She just graduated this year. However, after graduating from a sports university, there is no other good way out besides becoming a PE teacher. The key is that there is no established PE teacher. So easy to be. Just when Chen Ziwei was worried about her work, the Mu Group released an advertisement for recruiting female security specialists. She felt it was a good opportunity and signed up decisively.

However, just now on impulsiveness, I directly contradicted the interviewer. It is estimated that the job is suspended.

With a sense of anxiety, Chen Ziwei entered the meeting room.

"Chen Ziwei, graduated from Nanshan Sports University, used to be a professional track and field athlete, and won the first place in the sprint of the provincial track and field league." Liu Lang looked at the resume of the long-legged beauty and nodded slightly.

"You are admitted."

"I was admitted?" Chen Ziwei didn't believe her ears, she couldn't help but doubt: "But you didn't ask me any questions at all, and I questioned your assessment method just now..."

"It is precisely because you questioned me that I admitted you. You think, you will be my subordinate in the future. I can retaliate as I want. It can't be better!" Liu Lang laughed.

"It's really a pervert! I'm waiting!" Although Liu Lang threatened constantly, Chen Ziwei definitely wouldn't give up the job. He cursed bitterly in his heart, and then followed He Fei through the entry procedures.

The next two interviewers had no characteristics and were directly brushed by Liu Lang.

Next, as soon as the door opened, the petite girl who took the opportunity to wipe the oil came in.

"Song Lala, this name matches her sexual orientation." Liu Lang looked at the resume and thought to himself.

"Master, please accept the apprentice's Bolingai!" Before Liu Lang could question, Song Lala fell directly in front of Liu Lang.

"This... we haven't seen it before. When did I become your master? Didn't you come to interview the security guard?" Liu Lang curiously asked.

"Interviewing the security guard is by the way. The main thing is to see you as an elderly person. You are my idol!" Song Lala said excitedly.

"Am I so good?"

"It's a must! You see if you want to be tall but not tall, and not to look good. It turned out that there is another advantage, that is, you have money, and now you don’t even have money. But you are a person like you who have been soaked in Nanshan Di. A beautiful woman, Mu Xueqing, her skill at picking up girls is simply against the sky!"

After listening to Song Lala's words, Liu Lang's face suddenly turned dark, I'm still a little handsome! What does it mean to look like? When it comes to picking up girls, Liu Lang's black face can't help but blush. This is really wrong to blame him. He and Mu Xueqing are only in a pure contract relationship, and there is no question of who picks up.

However, Liu Lang still had to pretend to be awkward, "You came here to worship me as a teacher and learn the skills of picking up girls?"

"Yes, yes! I beg Master to accept me!" Song Lala nodded quickly, looking expectant.