The strongest master of the female president

Chapter 131
At this moment, in the waiting area, under Ye Ming's feet, a foreign woman suddenly passed out.

The foreign girl looked 26 and seven years old, wearing a light blue floral dress, with very bright blonde hair, and a great figure.

"Ok?"

Ye Ming was taken aback for the foreign girl who suddenly fell in front of him, then quickly helped her up, leaned on the seat next to him, and felt her pulse.

"Hey, what are you doing, kid? Why don't you hurry up and call an ambulance when you've passed out? What are you messing around with? Do you think you're a genius doctor?"

Suddenly, on the back seat, there was a Chinese man in a suit and leather shoes. Seeing this, he sneered.

"What do I need your consent for?"

Ye Ming turned his head abruptly, and stared at the guy watching the fun.

With this glance, he used a bit of mana.

So, when the other party saw Ye Ming's eyes, his heart tightened suddenly. He seemed to see countless ferocious ghosts pounced on him.

"what."

He screamed, clutching his heart, panting heavily on the seat, looking at Ye Ming in shock, not daring to say any more nonsense.

Only then did Ye Ming concentrate on diagnosing the unconscious foreign girl next to her.

"It turned out to be overworked."

In just ten seconds, Ye Ming diagnosed the cause of the other party's coma, then walked out of the building and bought a glass of pure milk.

Then, he quickly returned to the waiting area of ​​the building, and delivered the milk to the unconscious foreign girl.

"Hey, what are you doing kid?"

Suddenly, a thick male voice appeared.

Ye Ming glanced at the middle-aged man next to the pillar, didn't bother to pay attention, and continued to feed.

But the man didn't give up, and continued to come closer, wanting to slap Ye Ming's right hand.

However, Ye Ming let out a cold snort, and the opponent's body seemed to have been hit hard, and he stayed in place in a daze, as if he had lost control of his body.

Although the middle-aged man couldn't move his body, his voice didn't stop:

"Hey, she's in a coma. Instead of sending her to the hospital, give her some milk instead. It's completely harmful, and you won't stop."

"Stop it quickly and take it to the hospital, you bastard."

Ye Ming didn't pay attention to that man, and continued to drink, while using his magic power to guide the milk in the foreign girl's mouth, into the throat, into the esophagus, and finally into the stomach, to be absorbed by the body.

Time passed little by little.

After about 5 minutes, I saw the foreign girl who was in a coma gradually woke up. She coughed a few times, then looked around and found that many people were looking at her.

"Huh? What's wrong with me?"

The foreign girl speaks standard English, but Ye Ming is proficient in many languages, so it automatically translates into Chinese language in his mind.

So Ye Ming said:
"I woke you up when you were in a coma just now. After my observation, you were too tired, that's why you were in a brief coma. When you should be fine, take more rest."

"Ah, that's the way it is, I see. Thank you, or things would have been worse."

The blond foreign girl thanked her a few times, and then quickly ran to the stairs, as if she had something urgent to do.

At this time, Ye Ming waved his hand, allowing the frozen middle-aged man to recover.

"So you're a doctor, it's fine to say no."

The middle-aged man touched his body strangely, muttered something to Ye Ming, and then left quickly.

And Ye Ming himself, just waited patiently, waiting, waiting, waiting.

Another ten minutes later.

The former front desk lady stepped on high heels and came to Ye Ming, and said with a smile:

"This gentleman, it's like this. Today, several people from design companies came to our company and asked for cooperation in design business. Therefore, the design manager of our company asked you all to go to the interview office and take a design test. Who designed it If the artwork is good, then we will cooperate with that company.”

"That's it, I know."

Afterwards, under the guidance of the lady at the front desk, Ye Ming went to the office where the interview was held, and found several people sitting on the side seats.

Those people were men and women, all dressed neatly and beautifully.

"Okay, you wait here for a while, the design manager will be here soon."

"Ah."

Ye Ming watched the front desk lady leave, found a seat and sat down, waiting patiently.

Soon, there was a sound of high heels stepping on the ground, and then a woman appeared who caught Ye Ming's eyes.

The woman was blond and blue-eyed, wearing a light blue dress, and her complexion was pale. It turned out to be the woman Ye Ming had just rescued.

And when the woman saw Ye Ming, she was taken aback, but she didn't say anything, she just walked to the interviewer's seat in front of her.

"I didn't expect that she is the manager of the design department." Ye Ming smiled slightly, feeling that it was God's will.

"Okay, friends, I understand the purpose of your visit, then please design a Spider-Man suit, whoever is better, then the company's design outsourcing business will be handed over to whoever."

The foreign girl with blond hair and blue eyes spoke forcefully, looking very capable.

Then, the department manager gave Ye Ming and others a few pieces of paper and pencils to start designing.

Many people know about Spider-Man, and Ye Ming is the same.

But it is not so easy to design a very good suit.

At this moment, except for the interviewer, everyone was frowning and thinking hard, and no one wrote.

Ye Ming thought about it, and felt that some props should be added to the Spider-Man suit, such as the knife on the leg and the leaves on the shoulder.

Soon, Ye Ming was the first to write, and began to formally design strokes on the paper.

The others pondered for a while, and then followed suit, as if feeling the pressure brought by Ye Ming.

About 10 minutes.

Ye Ming finished the painting first, and then confidently handed it to the blonde foreign girl in front of him.

When the foreign girl saw Ye Ming's design, she was stunned. She found that the design suit in front of her was very cool, with smooth lines and a strong sense of picture. It was definitely the handwriting of a top design master.

She opened her mouth slightly and looked carefully.

"Ahem, how's it going?" Ye Ming coughed deliberately and asked.

"good, very good."

The foreign girl praised and praised again and again, and her pale face became excited.

After hearing the compliment from the other party, Ye Ming waited patiently, full of confidence.

Time passed little by little, and other people submitted their works one after another, but the expression of the design manager became more and more flat.

She checked it carefully, and then said the best product of this design:

"I think this gentleman won the design test this time."

When the department manager said this, he pointed at Ye Ming, with obvious meaning.

The others were not reconciled, and they went up one after another to watch Ye Ming's work, and they were all amazed in the end. They didn't expect Ye Ming, a young guy, to design such an excellent work.

(End of this chapter)