The fight soon came to an end, and I came to realize that I wasn't much of a bullshit hero.

I've read online novels, and there are too many novels now, and you can find a lot of them by searching the Internet at will, and the number of them is like my mother can list my faults.

In the novels I've read, the protagonists are all hanging all the way, and life is smooth sailing, even if there are occasional small troughs, they are also paving for the climax.

You must know that Tang Seng found three people, who could overcome obstacles all the way and walk from Chang'an to the west to learn scriptures.

I found two people, but I couldn't even find a serious job.

Have you ever seen the protagonist of a novel who can't find a job?

That's right, the two people I'm talking about are Brother Bin and Qingzi.

Brother Bin has come out of the hospital, and the doctor has redone his front teeth and repaired his nose. Of course, we don't have to pay for all this, Zhao Lesheng returned all the wages he usually deducted from us in the form of compensation, and there may be a lot more.

That's really a lot of money, so much so that after Brother Bin has done such an expensive plastic surgery, there are even hundreds left.

So Keiko took the money to cut a bag and skin.

Keiko has a girlfriend, and he also lives with his girlfriend.

For some reason, you know, he decided to come and stay with me for a few days, and then Brother Bin came.

It seems like three years ago, when we were students in the training class, huddled into the small dormitory every day to play games and not go to class.

Back then, I didn't go to class, and now I don't look for a job.

On this day, we decided to eat hot pot in my living room, and the three of us sat in a circle around the electric pot, chatting and eating shabu mutton. During this time, I asked them, "How is the president doing, and do you have any news of him?"

Qingzi took out a large piece of mutton from the pot, dipped it in the sesame sauce and sent it to his mouth, and when it was hot, he put the bowl down again, "I heard that I went back to my hometown of Jinan Mansion, and I also made a game model, don't you have his WeChat account, just contact it." ”

"I also asked him, but he doesn't seem to use WeChat much and didn't reply to me. I also stretched out my chopsticks to look for meat in the pot, "I thought, if we four of us do something together, even if we go to the same company, we can take care of it." ”

Brother Bin took a sip of liquor, made a smacking sound, and echoed and said, "That's right, the four of us in a dormitory, we played very well back then, but now we are working hard together, and we have left the president behind, which is really not good." ”

The president, whose full name is Sun Shaopeng, was also a good buddy in the same dormitory as us when he was in school. President is his nickname, I don't know how it came about, anyway, I heard others call it that, so I followed it.

One of his hobbies is playing with models, and of course I'm not talking about the kind of models on the computer, but real models. Something like Gundam, Saint Seiya, or something like that. When we were playing, he spent most of his time cutting models, assembling them, coloring them, and so on. President, always tailored, I don't know if this nickname came from that.

Speaking of models, I have to mention the digital watch, which is really awesome, because I found out that there are quite a few female NPCs in this thing, if only they could summon it......

Of course, most things in this world aren't going the way you think they're going, and the first important thing is, I don't know how this thing works.

At the moment, I only know that this electronic watch will only be activated when I am beaten, and it must be beaten by someone else. Don't ask me how I know, men really do everything when they are in the brain.

Especially when he's alone.

Thankfully, I'm not alone now, and I don't expect to do so for a long time to come.

So it seems that my golden finger can't let me pretend as much as I want, but if it can save me when my life is in danger, I'm thankful.

After eating, Brother Bin and Qingzi lay on the sofa and started playing with their mobile phones, while the other lay on the bed and closed their eyes to recuperate, while I turned on the computer to see if there was a suitable job.

I casually browsed several popular recruitment websites and found that there are indeed many companies recruiting, but there are not many with good conditions.

For example, there is a job advertisement posted by a company that says that to recruit next-generation modelers, more than three years of work experience is required, familiar with the PBR production process, and can independently complete project production, with a salary of 4-5K. Your uncle and I have more than three years of work experience, and it hurts me to get your 4-5K salary.

There is also a recruiter, who is required to have participated in well-known domestic projects, be able to lead a team, and give a salary of 10K for completion. You can pull it down, you can't even recruit a team leader at 10K, and you still recruit the main beauty.

Flipping down a few of them are all the same, I can't help but be stunned for a while, it seems that the right one is really a bit difficult to find. In fact, if I am a newbie who has just graduated, I usually try to find a company that recruits new people, but the problem is that I have been working for more than three years, and I know what this industry is like, so I am naturally more picky.

It seemed that I would not be able to find a satisfying job in the short term, so I took a deep puff of my cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring. I closed the browser, clicked on QQ, and browsed a few recruitment groups at random, but I still didn't find any suitable jobs.

"Do you think I'm too ambitious?Is it difficult to find a job with a salary of 7-8k a month?" I couldn't help but turn my head and ask the two of them, only to find that Keiko was already asleep on the bed, and Brother Bin stared intently at his phone, probably not hearing what I said.

I didn't make a sound, I turned around and stared aimlessly at the computer screen, and clicked on the QQ mailbox. This is an era of information explosion, it is said that tens of millions of spam emails are sent out every day around the world, and the vast majority of them are automatically generated by programs, and I like to look through them when I am bored.

However, today's situation is different, in the midst of a large number of advertising emails, lying quietly a very serious looking email, received on December 22, 17, and sent by "Imaging Studio HR".

It was the day after my car accident.

I clicked on it and it looked, and it read:

"Hello Mr. Wu, we are a photography studio, just received your resume, the main beauty after reading the style of your work in line with our requirements, if you have time, I hope you can come to our company as soon as possible for an interview, our address is 319, a building at No. 2888, Ronghua Road, Xianshan District, if you have any questions, you are welcome to reply to this email consultation. ”

What the hell, when did I submit a resume to this company, how did I not know?

I reached out and poked Keiko who was lying on the bed, and the thing rolled over and continued to sleep, unresponsive. I could only shout to Brother Bin on the sofa at the top of my throat again, "Brother Bin, have you submitted my resume to this photography studio?"

Brother Bin played with his mobile phone, and replied without raising his head that he didn't know.

I immediately opened the browser, searched for this imaging studio, and found that there is really such a company, although it is not too famous in the circle, but it has participated in many famous projects, it does not look like the kind of small company I imagined to fool people, and more importantly, ......

I flipped through the email again and confirmed the company's address, No. 2888 Ronghua Road, Xianshan District...... That's the central street in the center of Wanghai City, on such a street, it's still a bull fork number like No. 2888, and the rent has been a lot of money this year......

You know, the company I worked for before was located in a place where birds don't poop. For such a wealthy company, the salary he can give me shouldn't be shabby......

Thinking of this, I can't help but be a little happy, no matter how my resume ran into the hands of the HR of this local tyrant company, since I have been notified of the interview, I will try it, in case the situation is the same as I imagined, wouldn't it be beautiful!

The next day, I got up from bed before 8:9, brushed my teeth, washed my face and ate breakfast, cleaned myself neatly, had to search the downstairs bun shop to buy a breakfast, and then drove to Xianshan District.

I live in Qingshan District, which is about less than 40 kilometers away from Xianshan District, and with the morning rush hour, when I arrived near the company to get the car in place, it was already past ten o'clock.

Yesterday I already said hello to Brother Bin and Keiko, this time it's up to me to take the lead, go to the interview first, and if you are successfully admitted, you will be recommending the two of them to join the company, we call this practice "internal recommendation", which is a more common operation in our game industry.

I took out my phone and opened the map, followed the navigation all the way, passed through the bustling crowd, and finally came to number 2888......

Wait, I looked at my phone in surprise, and then looked up at the house number in front of me, the location of the phone showed that I should be in the location of number 2888 now, but in front of me was a low-key and stylish ...... Bar?

And the house number next to the door of the bar does say 2888......

I flipped out that text message again - No. 2888 and Building 319, oh oh, I realized that I was a little stupid, and looked up, it turned out that No. 2888 was actually a whole building...... And the studio I'm looking for is in room 319......

I didn't hesitate any longer, walked around the building to find the door, straightened my clothes at the door, raised my legs and stepped in, but I didn't notice that in the bar where I had just stopped, the bartender was staring at me with a strange expression, and watched me disappear into the shadows of the doorway.