Of course, Zhuang Yan's selection of drivers does not look at academic qualifications, and in fact, he has no experience in recruiting drivers, so he doesn't know what he should look for.

What does the driver want? Theoretically, you just need to be able to drive.

Of course, the more stable the drive, the better, but this is difficult to judge.

Looking at driving age?

Some people have driven for decades and may not be as high as they are, while some people are real old drivers after driving for a few years, and driving also depends on their talent. Moreover, the mileage of the same driving age is also different.

Look at the character?

Zhuang Yan has not yet reached the point where he can see other people's personalities at a glance.

He can't let each of them take him around, then he can't do anything else just by recruiting drivers.

After thinking about it, I decided to call someone over to talk, and if I met someone who lost my temper, I would stay.

I held a bunch of resumes in my hand for a long time, and in the end, I didn't sift out a single one, Zhuang Yan threw the resume to Fang Yun, "Give them an appointment, come over for an interview tomorrow, it's best to stagger the time, you look at the arrangement." ”

Zhuang Yan took over the personnel work, and even the assistant Fang Yun also suffered, in addition to dealing with daily work, she also had to act as a personnel person to call people one by one.

Seventy or eighty people, everyone called, and there were no two hours at all.

It was already about to get off work, so Fang Yun could only honestly sit on the bench and call one by one with her resume.

When it was time to get off work, Zhuang Yan came out of the office, and when he saw that Fang Yun was still on the phone, he slapped his forehead and sent the task to Fang Yun casually, but he didn't take into account the matter of not getting off work. He wasn't an office worker himself, so he didn't think about it.

"How many more?" Fang Yun just hung up the phone, and Zhuang Yan asked.

"Just hit a quarter. Fang Yun replied truthfully.

"Oh. Zhuang Yan originally wanted to let her finish her work if there was not much left, but now when she heard that there were so many more, she said, "Then don't call, just edit a text message to each of these people and notify them of tomorrow's interview." ”

"Oh, good. Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, she wanted to do this before, but she was a little embarrassed, afraid that Zhuang Yan would think that she was cheating and cheating.

"Assistant Fang, do you have a boyfriend?" Fang Yun was editing the text message when Zhuang Yan suddenly asked.

Boyfriend?Fang Yun looked at Zhuang Yan with some puzzlement, and then thought of a possibility, and a hint of blush appeared on her face.

Zhuang Yan realized that his assistant might have misunderstood, and hurriedly said, "I mean you're a girl, if you work too late, it's not safe to go back at night, so ask if you have a boyfriend." ”

"Oh-" he dragged on for a long time, unable to tell if it was disappointment or any other emotion, "Principal, don't worry about me, I live relatively close, and I can get home in ten minutes by bicycle, and it's not too late." ”

Zhuang Yan nodded, "Well, if you're afraid that it's too late, these people can notify you tomorrow and move the interview to the back." ”

"It's okay, it's fast. ”

……

When Zhuang Yan returned to the dormitory, he happened to run into Sinclair carrying several plastic bags.

"Zhuang, are you off work?" Because he is already familiar with him, Sinclair does not call Zhuang Yan a teacher or a teacher.

Zhuang Yan looked at the plastic belt in his hand and said with interest, "You bought a lot of vegetables here, celery, pork, chicken hairy vegetables...... You're going to cook your own meals?"

Sinclair said abruptly, "I didn't do it, he came over to do it, he invited me to eat Chinese food, I was going to invite him to dinner, but there was no kitchen utensils at home that I could use, so He said that he came over to cook." ”

"He Yuan, this guy can cook?" In the morning, Sinclair said that He Yuan invited him to dinner, and Zhuang Yan thought he was going to a restaurant.

"Well, Ho's cooking skills are great. Zhuang, would you like to come along?" Sinclair warmly invited.

"Wouldn't it be inconvenient?"

"No, no, I bought a lot of vegetables, and I shouldn't be able to finish it. Sinclair said.

"Well, I'll bother you. Zhuang Yan is not hypocritical, on the one hand, he wants to have a good relationship with Sinclair Duoduo, on the other hand, he is really worried about eating, his goal is too big now, and it is very likely that he will be recognized when he goes out, and it is even more impossible to go to the cafeteria.

I went back to my room first, cleaned up briefly, tidied up my room first, and then went to Sinclair's room.

When he arrived at the place, He Yuan was cooking in the kitchen, and when he saw Zhuang Yan coming, this guy threw the spatula away, wiped his hands and came over to say hello, Zhuang Yan waved his hand at him, "Concentrate on cooking, Chef He." ”

He Yuan touched his head and went back to the kitchen to continue fighting.

"Zhuang, this is the tea I bought in the supermarket today, I don't know if it suits your appetite. Sinclair came over with a cup of hot tea.

Zhuang Yan took the teacup and said curiously, "Speaking of which, how did you go shopping for vegetables alone?"

Sinclair's Chinese level is really poor, and it should not be able to support him to buy vegetables.

"Translation software, of course. ”

It turned out that this was the case, Zhuang Yan was surprised, but he had a bad impression of the translation software, and the machine translation was very fatal.

Probably thinking that it was a little bad to let He Yuan cook alone, Sinclair said to Zhuang Yan, "I'm sorry, I'm going to miss me for a while, I'll go see if He needs help." ”

"It's okay, you go. ”

In fact, Sinclair couldn't help at all when he went to the kitchen, so he could only chat with Chef He.

Chef He is also very good, and soon a table of dishes will be made.

Back to the pot meat, mapo tofu, sauerkraut fish, braised chicken, and all kinds of vegetarian dishes, looking at the table of dishes with meat and vegetables, Zhuang Yan was surprised, "I really didn't call Chef He just now, you are hiding it deeply." ”

He Yuan said with a smile, "Children from poor families are just a few dishes, and they don't deserve anything." ”

Zhuang Yan smiled and didn't speak, this table of dishes is not something that can be explained by a child from a poor family, if he doesn't like to cook, just for life, Xia Jiaba can cook it. If you don't learn something like back to the pot, you can't make it at all.

I can't see that He Yuan looks like a rough programmer with raunchy edges on the surface, but he is quite inward-looking.

"To thank Ho for his efforts tonight, let's have a drink. Sinclair picked up the juice and said with a smile.

Zhuang Yan also picked up a cup and touched a glass with them, unlike Ma Yinchu's battle, they all drank juice when they ate here.

If Ma Yinchu was here, it is estimated that the wine jar would have been brought out a long time ago, and what is it, it is not something that should appear on the table at all.

It is estimated that Ma Yinchu and they can't sit at the same table with Sinclair and He Yuan, and they can't get by just drinking. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapters of "Wonderful Claw Book House in the Literary and Art World" for free for the first time.