"It's worthy of being a local! There is no one in this area!" Hao Yun looked at his stall and felt extremely satisfied, sure enough, there were people in the court who were easy to do, and the stall that Xiahou Yongyue got was leaning against the entrance, and applicants had to pass through here whether they were entering or leaving. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiahou Yongyue proudly straightened her slender neck after listening to Hao Yun's praise, and her face was full of expressions to praise me, it seems that women like to listen to good words regardless of age.

"Miss Xiahou is really smart, but isn't our booth a little shabby? Look at the people's side - LED displays, big billboards, and free drinks... Although we occupy a favorable location, we can't take it lightly!" Hao Yun sat on the chair and analyzed seriously.

Xiahou Yongyue spread out her little hand and put it in front of Hao Yun and said, "Great principal, have you forgotten where I came from? All my allowances are withheld from my father! I have spent all my money on these things!"

"Aren't they all poor and rich daughters? Is your father really his own child? Are you sure you didn't have the surname Wang in the first place?" Hao Yun asked incredulously. He thought that Xiahou Yongyue was Bai Fumei, but he didn't expect her allowance to be withheld by her father.

"Uh... I can't blame my dad for this, I gave him the salary card, after all, I have been abroad before, and if I take the domestic salary card, my identity will be exposed. My card on Lao Maozi's side was directly abandoned by me, so I really don't have any money. Before my father arrived, I was sent to you by the old chief... Poor me, I ran into you, who are like Zhou Peel, and you have to pay out of pocket to make people work. Huh...," Xiahou Yongyue said in an exaggerated fake cry.

"......" Hao Yun depressedly took out a card from his wallet and handed it to Xiahou Yongyue and said, "Forget it, anyway, you will follow me in the future, you can take this card and spend it." I can't remember how much money is in it, the password is 957361."

Xiahou Yongyue, who took the bank card, suddenly smiled like a flower and said, "Thank you, uncle, for raising it! The little girl will be mixed with you in the future!"

"Fuck off! go buy some water and come back, Principal Ben has been sitting here for a long time and hasn't even drunk saliva!" Hao Yun waved angrily.

"Obey! uncle!" Xiahou Yongyue ran out of the convention and exhibition center like a bank card, leaving Hao Yun alone at the venue. Now is the time to prepare for the job fair, and before the time for the candidates to enter, Hao Yun saw that various companies were like eight immortals crossing the sea to make their stalls fresh and elegant, attracting people's attention.

Sure enough, it is an eye-catching era, and it takes effort to recruit good employees this year, and the job fair is a two-way selection process, not only you are selecting talents, but also talents are constantly weighing the value of each unit in their hearts.

"Do you really need to play some tricks?" Hao Yun looked at the busy employers and felt very congested, he felt that his stall was really too mediocre, and it was a sin to be mediocre in this year!

In the end, Hao Yun gave Xiahou Yongyue an order: "Buy a large piece of rice paper, and then go to the stationery store to buy a big brush and a bottle of ink, this principal has itchy hands and wants to write today!"

Xiahou Yongyue, who received the notice, had to act according to the order even if she wanted to complain - she was a soldier, and the first duty of a soldier was obedience. Now Hao Yun is her direct leader, and she must unconditionally obey Hao Yun's orders. However, Xiahou Yongyue was very curious in her heart, what was the use of Hao Yun buying these things? Could it really be that his hands were itchy?

Thanks to Xiahou Yongyue's strong martial arts and abundant physical strength, she successfully returned to the venue with a box of iced tea and a bag of stationery.

Looking at Xiahou Yongyue's figure from a distance, Hao Yun hurriedly greeted him. It's really a sin to let a delicate girl do this kind of manual work!, so Hao Yun had the little conscience left, so he stepped forward to help carry the iced tea.

"You have a little conscience!" Xiahou Yongyue said after glancing at Hao Yun.

"Thank you to the heroine for buying water for thousands of miles! Thank you to the heroine for saving her life!" Hao Yun said with a grimace and a hippie smile.

"What are you buying paper and brushes for? Do you really want to write?" asked Xiahou Yongyue.

Hao Yun asked rhetorically: "What do you think? Why do you buy it without writing? I think our stall is too plain, and there is no cultural atmosphere at all." After all, we are a school, and the school has to have its own cultural atmosphere, do you think this is the truth? The recruits are all children who have just come out of school, and these children also position themselves as scholars and literati, and once they are attracted by my calligraphy, they will inevitably submit their resumes to us. I have to learn how to package myself this year!"

Xiahou Yongyue was in awe when he heard Hao Yun's words, he thought that Hao Yun was just a swinger with strong martial arts, but he didn't expect that he had such ink in his heart.

"Look stupid, right? I'm a graduate of the Imperial Capital Normal School, and I don't know the little uncle of the students? Sometimes they will even give up everything for the sake of the so-called ideals. Silly boy..."Hao Yun said with a sigh on his face, he had only graduated for a year, but he had seen it very thoroughly.

In Xiahou Yongyue's reverent eyes, Hao Yun splashed ink and left his handwriting on the rice paper:

"Gun in hand, follow me! You're talented, I'm drunk!"

"I can earn a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan, and I have five insurances and one housing fund!"

"Pack your bags and find your most promising self!"

"Whether you see it or not, I'm here with an olive branch waiting for you!"

"Life is not only about what is in front of you, but also about poetry and distance, if you want poetry and distance, come with me!"

“......”

Looking at the recruitment advertisements that were cut into strips by Hao Yun one by one by Hao Yun and pasted on the shed of his stall, Xiahou Yongyue really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. It's so shameful! It's so shameful! How did Hao Yun's brain hole grow? It's almost devouring the starry sky! How did the sense of déjà vu come from these 90's airport zombie films? Is it to subdue demons when it's full of rune paper?

But then again, my own booth was tossed by Hao Yun like this, and the return rate was definitely several times higher! It was really a foul to attract people's attention in this way! This can simply rise to performance art! LEDs, billboards, and flyers are all weak!

"How about it? Principal Ben's calligraphy is good, right? Tell you, there are few people in the whole of Huaxia whose handwriting is better than mine! As long as the ancients like Wang Xizhi and Yan Zhenqing don't pour out of the coffin board, I am not a vain!" Hao Yun said confidently.

Xiahou Yongyue was completely defeated by Hao Yun, she sat in the stall silently with her head bowed, she would be photographed and posted on Moments when she followed Hao Yun, right? Will she be on the top of Weibo headlines? Oh my God! I can't get along in the imperial capital!

Hao Yun's heart is very wide. What is a face? Can it be eaten, can it be sold? If it can be replaced by a talent, Hao Yun will definitely not be stingy with his face!

About half an hour later, the students who applied for the job flocked into the convention and exhibition center, and the huge flow of people startled Hao Yun. Looking at this scene, Hao Yun suddenly felt that the tasks issued by the system to him were really not a big problem - there were too many fresh graduates in Huaxia!