The middle-aged man sighed, looked at Zuo Xinrou and turned his head to look at Song Ying, and then muttered helplessly: "The eight-year War of Resistance has ended, what do you need a good weapon for?"

Hearing this, Song Martingale raised his eyebrows: "That's not what Lao Hou said, you are a Chinese, and what you say sounds like what a Japanese should say."

The middle-aged man named Lao Hou walked back to his desk that seemed to have been bombed, threw the briefcase on the messy Wen Jiàn, and sighed again: "Alas, as long as you give me something to eat, it's fine."

Song Ying seemed to be completely defeated by him, and at this time, the girl at the front desk walked in with a courier in her hand, and pouted when she heard this: "If you were a troublemaker decades ago, you would be a rebel, and in the War of Resistance against Japan, you would be a traitor to the country and seek glory."

Lao Hou was deeply looked at what she said: "Zhou Mimi, little friend, I just said it casually, you see that you are still serious."

Zhou Mimi glanced at him and ignored it, and walked to the silent man on the side with the courier, his face had already changed to a sweet smile: "Tang Lu, this is your courier."

The man didn't lift his head and took the courier aside, and continued to be busy with the work in hand, as if he didn't care about anything else.

Zuo Xinrou sat on the sofa and listened to this circle of words and heard two important things, one is that the efficiency of this law firm is not good, and the other is that Tang Song Law Firm was originally founded by a person surnamed Tang and a person surnamed Song, so it was called Tang Song.

Zhou Mimi was not sad because of Lawyer Tang's indifference, but still smiled very sweetly, thinking that he was used to being indifferent by such a cold cube.

Song Ying no longer paid attention to Lao Hou and set his eyes on Lawyer Tang: "Tang Jin, what do you think?"

Tang Jin still looked down at the Wen Jiàn in his hand and replied lukewarmly: "You can do this matter yourself."

There are no superfluous words, and simple and neat seems to be unwilling to waste time and energy on this kind of thing. Zuo Xinrou has already defined this Tang Hibiscus in her heart, a person who has a job and no life opportunity, who only knows how to bow his head and bury himself in his work every day, and is indifferent to other things.

Thinking of this, Zuo Xinrou raised her eyes again and looked at Zhou Mimi, who was looking at Tang Jin's look, if she was simply infatuated with his face and could be saved, but if she really liked such a person, then she might not be saved.

Of course, there are exceptions, unless this indifferent machine person Tang Hibiscus will like someone first, he will definitely not change himself for the sake of irrelevant people.

Thinking like this, I feel that my thoughts are drifting a little far, this is where is right, I am not their colleague yet, what do you care.

Song Ying saw that although the partner did not express his position, he did not object, so he understood a rough idea in his heart, and said to Zuo Xin with a smile: "Although Miss Zuo is very good, we still do things according to the regulations, and the new staff of our firm have a probationary period, three months, if you think you can do it, you can become a regular employee."

As soon as she heard that this meant accepting her, Zuo Xinrou was naturally very happy, but she didn't expect to succeed in finding a job on the first day, it was really not easy.

Song Ying didn't say much when he saw her smile, and pointed to an empty work desk next to him: "This will be your desk in the future, I hope we can work together happily."

He stretched out his hand as he spoke, Zuo Xinrou shook his hand and smiled: "It's a pleasure to work together, and I will trouble you to advise me more in the future."