Wang Xiaocao's Fast Travel

In the end, Wang Xiaocao was just worrying about nothing. She didn't need to remind Xiaoyin at the front desk to make a new move. The moment she pushed open the door of the building, she spoke again.

"Everyone, it's getting dark soon. It's very dangerous outside. If you're not careful, breaking an arm or a leg is a minor matter. If you lose your life, it will be a loss."

At the junction of light and darkness, the face of the receptionist is hidden in it, making it difficult to see clearly, and the words spoken make people's hair stand on end.

I don't know about the others, but the effect was still very obvious. Those who were originally undecided were frightened by her and all followed her. In the end, only Huangmao was left standing firm.

The minority obeys the majority.

Most people have a herd mentality, and for this reason alone, Huang Mao is quite admirable. Unfortunately, now is not the time to play the game of "staying out of the mud without being stained" or "everyone is drunk but I am sober". Anyone who knows a little bit of intelligence knows that here, staying outside at night is a death sentence.

The receptionist had no intention of interfering with the only yellow-haired person left outside. She said everything she needed to say, and a reminder was her last act of kindness.

She led everyone to the front desk work area and distributed the internship signs one by one.

"Please fill in your personal information. This internship badge will serve as your identity certificate in the future. It is very important."

"Company regulations: During the internship, you must wear it all the time when entering and leaving the building. Don't forget it."

"Okay, now I'll take you to see the company's environment and your respective internship workstations." Seeing that everyone was wearing their badges, the receptionist nodded with satisfaction and continued with her reception task.

She led everyone towards the elevator, looking like a qualified receptionist, seemingly professional but not very rigorous.

How can I say this? First of all, she did not confirm the number and identity of the interns who came today, and she seemed to be indifferent. Of course, this also made it convenient for Wang Xiaocao, and she blended in very smoothly without any violation.

Secondly, she didn't have any information on hand. She said she was assigning internship workstations. Is this something a front desk person should do? Of course, there are also some companies that use the front desk as several people, so just assume she didn't say anything.

Wang Xiaocao glanced outside the door. Huang Mao had disappeared without a trace. It was gloomy even in the daytime, and she was not sure if it was dark now. Whether he lived or died, it all depended on his own luck.

A group of people rushed into the elevator. She counted the number of people and found that there were 19 people including the front desk. In other words, 18 interns came to work in the company late at night. No matter how she looked at it, she felt something was wrong.

"Miss at the front desk, is this your ID? Why is it different from ours?" During the elevator ride, a girl with pigtails was closest to the front desk, and it must have been intentional. She took the initiative to ask, and it was obvious that she was not a simple person.

"This is normal. You are interns, and you were issued a temporary work badge. Mine is a regular employee badge, so of course they are different." The receptionist was relatively easy to talk to. She was not at all angry at her abruptness. She was worthy of being the face of the company, and she had a good grasp of service and etiquette.

"Is that so?" The pigtailed girl blinked her big eyes and said innocently. "You are so pretty, I couldn't help but want to talk to you. I am so sorry."

"Just call me Xiaoyin. You're pretty, too." The receptionist felt a little embarrassed by what she said, and her liking for her increased visibly. After all, who doesn't like being praised from time to time?

"Ding!" While the two were chatting with each other, the elevator arrived at the 18th floor, a floor that was not sure whether it was a good or bad one.

"Come on, our staff are all on the 18th floor, remember this, don't make any mistakes."

"The cafeteria is on the seventh floor..."

"The 19th floor and above are all offices for senior leaders, and you can only go up by taking the dedicated elevator."

"Except for the first floor, you are not allowed to enter or leave other floors that are not mentioned. Remember?"

"That is to say, normally, the only floors we can walk on are the first, seventh, and eighteenth floors."

The receptionist introduced herself all the way and finally stopped. Her work was almost coming to an end.

The intern arrived at her workstation, and after being assigned her tasks, she completed her assignment and could finally leave work.