Can you clean all the windows in Seattle?

Going to Google has always been the dream of the American boy William Poundstone. To this end, he carefully prepared, learned a lot of professional knowledge, and packed himself from head to toe, and confidently applied for it.

To the surprise of William, he had five passes and finally waited for the interview, but he heard the question from the examiner: "Can you clean all the windows in Seattle?" William was too surprised to speak. Come. The examiner raised the following question in a row: "Do you swim faster in the water than in the syrup?" "How much toilet paper is needed to cover Texas?" "How many hours, minutes, and seconds of the clock overlap? Times?"

These various problems are completely unrelated to professional knowledge, which makes William feel ridiculous, and everything he has carefully prepared is suddenly ruined. On the way back, he called his girlfriend with a frustrated mood, and his girlfriend did not comfort him. Instead, he was very curious about the answer to the question.

In preparation for this job, William quit his job and he walked on the street. Unconsciously, William came to a hotel on the corner of the street and once again saw the stray singer Mike. He played the old guitar, his voice was thick and magnetic, and his expression was as intoxicated and persistent as he was at the moment, not standing on the bustling streets of New York, but playing in the gorgeous music hall.

William habitually touched out two banknotes and put it down. Mike greeted him like a familiar old friend: "Hey! You look a little bit wrong, what happened?"

"The interview failed, I am unemployed!" William sighed.

"It's no big deal! Start over, maybe this failure will bring you unexpected by-products."

"By-products?" William frowned, and some didn't quite understand.

"Do you believe it? There are often wonderful things happening in this world. I have a friend who is terminally ill. He sold the house, drove a car to travel, and planned to end his life on the journey. As a result, he was paralyzed. A girl, not only has a good love, but also a terminal illness. I lost my right job because of a car accident and lost my original job. When I was desperate, a singer came in the ward and he taught me to sing and play. Guitar. How free and happy I look at now!" Mike said.

William thoughtfully bid farewell to Mike, he thought of the female friend's strange questioning, and suddenly came up with a wonderful idea: "Since someone is interested in Google's interview questions, it is better for me to organize them into a book, there will be a market." This fresh thought made William very excited. In the evening, he logged into a very popular job-seeking website, posting information, and once the information provided by the netizens was adopted, he would get a small prize.

Soon, many people who have participated in Google interviews sent emails to William. Some of them were eliminated like William, and some successfully crossed this threshold and became a member of Google. William spent two months sorting out these issues and writing a book titled "Want to work in Google, are you smart enough?" The book not only details the quirky questions that Google mentioned during the interview, but also gave a variety of reference answers. William revealed in the book that in fact, Google's chief examiner only wants to use these problems to observe a person's thinking agility. With such questions, you can see how job seekers think, so 1000 job seekers can have 1000. answer.

As soon as the book went on the market, it quickly reached the top of the bestseller list of the season. Those who want to apply to Google are naturally a person; more curious people want to unveil the mystery of Google interviews by reading this book. William succeeded in earning the first pot of gold in his life because of the fire sales of this book.

On a sunny day, William met Mike again on the street. He handed over his book and said, "I have no answer on the question of how to clean all the windows in Seattle. But I found it. A by-product of failure." They smiled and held each other tightly together.