Chapter 11 Can You Refuse?
"Ms. Song Yichen, we have already seen your resume. ”
"Graduated from university, majored in languages, and worked in overseas business before. ”
In the glass cubicle, the female interviewer looked curiously at the woman in front of her.
People are far more brilliant than a thin resume.
Song Yichen heard her statement and nodded subconsciously.
She looks extra careful in her outfit today.
The long black hair shawl is scattered, and the neat and playful bangs on the forehead hide a delicate and impeccable face, and a little light makeup.
The upper body is an orange short-sleeved shirt, and the lower body is a loose light-colored jeans.
A pair of small white shoes on his feet.
The whole person sat in a black leather seat, legs together, meticulously and upright.
The two white little hands had nowhere to place, so they could only slowly hang down and grasp the corners of their clothes to hide the tension in their hearts.
She tried to pace her breathing to take away the tension that came from time to time.
The company she is currently in is the fourth one she interviewed during this time.
The first three all failed for various reasons.
She even had delusions in her head.
Is he really a good-for-nothing piece of waste?
No way?
The female interviewer went on to ask some more innocuous questions.
Song Yichen cautiously answered one by one.
Half an hour later, the door to the glass cubicle was pushed open from the outside.
A middle-aged man in a white shirt, suit and leather shoes walked in quickly and sat down opposite Song Yichen.
The middle-aged man put his mobile phone and cigarette on the table in front of him, and then subconsciously leaned back.
The moment I raised my head, I suddenly felt that my eyes lit up.
"This is Mr. Liu of our company. ”
"Mr. Liu, this is Song Yichen who came for an interview today, Ms. Song. ”
The female interviewer was the first to speak.
Song Yichen said hello without hurrying when he heard this: "Hello." ”
"Hmm. ”
The middle-aged man nodded without being salty, and then picked up the paper resume that had been printed in advance on the desktop, and looked at it with a straight face.
Less than five minutes.
The man put down his resume, frowned and thought for a moment and said, "The resume is okay, which position in our company do you prefer?"
"Product Operations. ”
Song Yichen said extremely seriously and decisively.
"Is this position full?"
"Huh? yes...... It seems that there is no shortage of people. ”
"Where else is there a shortage of people?"
"There is a lack of a secretary in the office. ”
“......”
Song Yichen sat quietly in his chair and watched the two talk without saying a word.
When I heard that the position I liked was filled, I already knew the result of today's interview.
Mr. Liu, a middle-aged man, leaned forward and said with a far-fetched face: "I see that you still know foreign languages, and it just so happens that our company lacks a secretary, how about it, think about it?"
"Now that it's full, forget it. ”
As a secretary?
Be your grandma's legged secretary?
Song Yichen couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, the salary is easy to say. ”
The middle-aged man's eyes stared at Song Yichen without the slightest concern, as if he was waiting for her to change his mind in the next second.
Unfortunately, this kind of thing can't happen.
Song Yichen forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, pursed his lips and forced out a cold smile, picked up the small pink backpack on the table, and said very decisively: "Don't bother." ”
After speaking, he turned around and left.
I'm so angry!
Why is it so hard to find a good job?
Song Yichen was so angry that he stomped his feet.
Step out of a commercial building that symbolizes prosperity.
The sun outside was particularly harsh.
She stood on the steps that were not very high, carrying a small bag cross-body, and raised her hand to press it lightly to her chest, wearing that cheap bunny watch on her wrist.
After calming down a little, he clenched his right hand into a fist and muttered to himself.
"Song Yichen, come on, you are the best!"
She muttered and muttered on the spot, as if she had completely forgotten that the sun was hot overhead.
After a long time, I took a step forward and walked towards a tall osmanthus tree not far away.
This time is when the osmanthus blooms, and the elegant fragrance of osmanthus is everywhere on both sides of the road.
Under the tall and stout osmanthus tree, with his back to the direction where Song Yichen was walking, there was a man squatting at the moment.
There is no doubt that it is Han Feiyu.
Obviously, Song Yichen came to participate in the interview, but he wanted to pull him, a person who was already willing to be a salted fish.
Repeatedly refused, but still did not defeat her soft grinding and hard bubbles.
Today's abyss has not yet been brushed.
The first win was not played.
The update also didn't ......
What is an update, and it can't be classified as a daily routine today.
Mmmmmmmm
Han Feiyu squatted in the shade of a tree that had no eggs at all, boredly brushing the mobile game to fight the landlord.
has knelt down three times in a row, and the beans are about to lose cleanly.
This one is finally a strong landlord, and a good deck of cards is randomized.
It seems that God asked him to fight a beautiful turnaround.
It's all fate.
The three two kings are all in their hands, if they can also lose, he Han Feiyu immediately ate the mobile phone.
The hand kept pointing at the big and small kings in the shot.
Up.
"What are you doing? ”
A voice suddenly came from behind him, and Han Feiyu couldn't help but twitch his fingertips on the mobile phone screen.
"King Bomb!"
Accompanied by special effects that flicker on the screen.
Han Feiyu froze in place.
Take a closer look, the cards played by the farmers are a pair of threes.
One-on-three!
To three!
Three!
......
"You've played this card beautifully!"
The taunts of the opponents were also just right.
In an instant, Han Feiyu felt that the temperature around him had plummeted, and the atmosphere had cooled a little.
"Song Yichen, my uncle will be you!"
It's a fucking hammer!
Han Feiyu's heart was cold for a while, and he was angry, so he chose to host it straightforwardly.
A good deck of cards, just like that.
Han Feiyu stood up, turned his head and looked at Song Yichen behind him without saying a word, his eyes were full of despair.
"My dad is an only child, how can there be any uncle to give you a day. ”
“......”
Han Feiyu picked up his hand and glanced at it, and sure enough, the stupid hosting system had already lost the game cleanly.
The beans are finally clean now, and it is impossible to fight again.
Tap Exit, out of sight and out of mind.
Han Feiyu put his mobile phone in his pocket and looked decadent.
"How's that, this interview. ”
He rubbed his face, quickly returned to normal, and asked first.
Song Yichen shook his head in disbelief and did not answer directly.
But Han Feiyu had already gotten the answer from her expression.
I didn't know what to say, so I secretly took out my mobile phone and looked at the balance of my bank card.
Fortunately, there are still so many zeros.
There's no need to rush to find a job.
It's a pleasure.
"Ahem. ”
"It doesn't matter, doesn't it mean that failure is the mother of success, bread will be there, work will be there, sooner or later. ”
Han Feiyu said with a smile.
"You're right. Little Feather Feather. ”
"Song Yichen, let me tell you, those companies don't want you, it's their loss, not your reason. ”
"But...... I don't think I know anything. ”
“......”
"Woooooooo ”
Song Yichen thought of the successive failures in the past few days, and the expression on his face became even more depressed.
Han Feiyu thought about it and reached out to pat her head.
"Believe in yourself, you are better than anyone else. ”
Song Yichen raised his head and looked at him puzzled.
Is this still the Han Feiyu she has always known?
Even if you say something inspiring?
"At least when it comes to eating, I've never seen anything better than you. ”
Han Feiyu nodded and continued.
“???”
Song Yichen's face sank, which was the prelude to the eruption
"I'm serious!"
Han Feiyu saw that the situation was not right, and immediately changed his tone.
Boys, learn to protect yourself!
"Okay, you Korean dog!" scolds me around the corner. ”
Song Yichen stood on tiptoe in annoyance and slapped him twice fiercely on the shoulder with his small fist.
Han Feiyu rubbed his shoulders and stepped back quietly, saying, "Where is there scolding you, am I not praising you, obviously you want to think badly." ”
"Hmph, don't think I'm stupid, I can't hear anything. ”
Song Yichen angrily turned his head away, not wanting to deal with him.
Han Feiyu immediately saw the wind and said: "Haven't you heard of such a sentence, what is easy to achieve, it is not a dream, and what you give up lightly is not a promise." To succeed, you have to dare to challenge. ”
Song Yichen's fair cheeks were entangled in a seductive red under the sunlight, and she saw her pull back a few strands of curly long hair scattered around her ears, and still pretended to be stubborn and said: "One set of crooked reasoning after another." You still have dreams, you don't have dreams yourself, and you're embarrassed to talk to me about dreams. ”
Well, Han Feiyu admitted that what he said just now was nonsense.
It's good to have money these days, and it's a dream of a hammer.
"Hey......"
Han Feiyu habitually sighed and glanced at the puppy watch on his wrist.
Originally, he didn't want to wear it, because it looked too childish and childish.
As for why it appeared on his wrist again now.
Don't ask!
I just don't know!
Han Feiyu scratched his head.
It's not a mess today, the day before yesterday I was dragged to the barber shop by a woman who really couldn't stand it, and now it looks much more refreshing.
It's just that there is a lot of white hair sandwiched between the black hair.
He wondered if he should pick a time to dye it, and he didn't expect any fancy colors, just black, and everything else always felt weird.
"Let's go, it's noon, go get something to eat. ”
Han Feiyu rubbed his hands, his stomach was already unable to bear the hunger, and he was also thinking about the flower arm at home.
"Okay, okay, let's go eat Maocai. ”
As soon as he heard what he was eating, Song Yichen immediately cheered up, and the depression in his heart was swept away in an instant.
“......”
Han Feiyu thought to himself, he was polite and polite, why are you still serious?
"Walk fast, go fast, don't eat actively, have problems with your thoughts!"
Surrounded by rows of high-rise buildings and clean concrete pavement, the whole city is in order.
Song Yichen was already swinging his arms back and forth leisurely, and walked into the sunlight with small steps.
From a distance, it looks like a picture, quiet and tranquil, which is impressive and unforgettable.
"Xiao Yuyu, hurry up, what are you doing standing there in a daze?"
"Come on, come on, don't rush!"
"Hurry up, I have a temporary job to check out in the afternoon!"
“???”
"You have to come with me!"
"Can I say no?"
"No! No!
“......”