Chapter 219: Internship (5)

With the matter of Jingyuan, Fan Yingying didn't mention it to anyone, and she wasn't quite sure if it was or not. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After practicing for a few days, Fan Yingying found that she had changed, her sense of hearing and vision were much more sensitive than before, lying in the bedroom, when she calmed down, she could hear the sound of cars coming in and out outside the guard of the community.

When she inadvertently caught the plate that Zou Yu accidentally fell to the ground, Fan Yingying was excited, she was so quick that she was the female version of Superman.

At the end of the month, Zou Yu hung up the phone, rushed to the kitchen excitedly, and shouted at Fan Yingying, who was full of flour: "Yingying, my uncle asked us to report to the company's internal office department next Monday!" ā€

Fan Yingying's eyes widened in surprise: "Really? She didn't expect Zhao Yingsong to really agree, and she went directly to report.

Zou Yu smiled from ear to ear, turned around to run to the house, and shouted: "Oh, I haven't been to work either, what do you have to wear to work!" ā€

"Wait! You wait!! Fan Yingying stopped her: "Are you going too?" ā€

"That's right!" Zou Yu had a natural expression: "Let you go alone, I can't rest assured!" Besides, I'm so old that I haven't been to work yet! How interesting! I told my uncle that I wanted to experience it too, for free, without pay, and he couldn't be happy! ā€

Fan Yingying looked at Zou Yu's back and frowned, just a daughter like Zou Yu who doesn't know anything, asking her to go to work in the company is just nonsense. Zhao Yingsong has some calculations in her heart, she knows it, but there are some words that she can't pick out.

Fan Yingying understood this, and her heart was heavy, especially heavy.

The next day, Fan Yingying was dragged by Zou Yu to go shopping, and Zou Yu needed to buy some clothes suitable for office workers.

Fan Yingying followed her to the mall, and instead of rushing to buy clothes, she took her to a high-end and luxurious hairdressing design studio in the city.

Zou Yu looked at Fan Yingying's neatly tied hair: "Didn't you just finish cutting it a while ago?" ā€

Fan Yingying pulled her in: "It's not me, it's you." ā€

"Me?" Zou Yu stepped back: "My hair has finally grown so long, I won't cut it." ā€

"I didn't say that you should cut it short, it was to dye it."

While speaking, Fan Yingying pulled Zou Yu into the door.

Zou Yu turned around and asked her, "Ah, the color of my hair has grown, right?" Looking at the flowers? That's going to have to be made up. ā€

"No, I want you to dye it black, or dark brown, or linen."

As soon as they entered the door, they were greeted by a hairdressing receptionist, smiling, wearing straight work clothes, and with a particularly enthusiastic attitude: "Have you made an appointment with a special hairdresser before?" ā€

Fan Yingying pushed Zou Yu: "What about your VIP card?" ā€

Zou Yu took it out of his bag, handed it to the receptionist, and turned his head to Fan Yingying and frowned: "My hair is highlighted, it's troublesome, it's expensive, what am I doing when I dye it back?" It's my hair color that's trending right now. ā€

Fan Yingying is incompetent in understanding the popularity in Zou Yu's mouth: "Have you ever seen an office worker with a head like you now?" You have to look like you go to work. ā€

Zou Yu disagreed: "My uncle didn't say it again. ā€

"I didn't say it." Fan Yingying grabbed Zou Yu to teach her a lesson: "You entered the company because you went through the back door, what's the matter?" Want everyone to know? Nothing to mutter? ā€

Zou Yu pouted: "Who cares what they say!" ā€

The reception staff soon came over, led the way in front, and led them to the VIP reception room.

Fan Yingying pulled Zou Yu: "You don't care, but don't you have to think about your uncle?" ā€

"What do you think? Hey, watch the steps you step under. Zou Yu tripped over himself and hurriedly reminded him.

Fan Yingying stepped over cautiously, and then said, "What do you think!" You are your uncle opened the back door and put it in, on behalf of your uncle's image, you look like this into the company, usually looking for someone, no one said anything, if you really go to work, you are violating the company system. If someone uses your excuse to find fault with the company, you will have a big deal! ā€

Zou Yu didn't think so, but he didn't hesitate anymore, and when the hairstylist came, he chose a chocolate color and dyed a lot of dark green hair color.

Fan Yingying disagreed, and Zou Yu explained: "You can't see it when you tie it up." ā€

When she finished doing her hair, Zou Yu tied her hair into a ball and put it on top of her head, which really didn't show it, and she looked several years younger, looking more like a fresh college student who had just jumped out of college than her.

Zou Yu is actually very good-looking, she always dressed up very differently before, and no one can see her beauty.

Fan Yingying accompanied Zou Yu to choose several light-colored and dignified suits, and took a look at them when she dressed up, not to mention, Zou Yu's whole temperament seemed to have changed, and when she didn't speak, she was a beautiful girl who was quiet and quiet, and her return rate on the street was obviously up.

Zou Yu was uncomfortable, he hadn't worn such a stiff man's clothes when he was so big, and on the way home, he reached out and pulled his clothes, pulling here and there, and there was no quiet time.

Fan Yingying didn't care about her, everything had to have a step-by-step process, Fan Yingying understood, let Zou Yu toss.

On Monday morning, Fan Yingying got up early in the morning and didn't wash up, so she rushed to call Zou Yu first.

Zou Yu was used to sleeping lazily, not to mention how hard it was to get up, and struggled with the quilt for more than ten minutes before he fell to the ground in a daze.

Fan Yingying watched her finish washing, and then turned her head to go about her own business.

When they went to the company, Han Sicheng drove them over.

Zou Yu yawned all the way and leaned on the seat of the car to catch up on sleep.

Fan Yingying looked at her heartless and heartless, and was envious in her heart.

Han Sicheng took advantage of the traffic jam and turned his head to talk to Fan Yingying: "If you are sleepy, you can sleep, I will call you when you get to the place, it will take more than 20 minutes to see the situation." ā€

Fan Yingying shook her head: "I can't sleep." ā€

She really can't sleep, she is a little nervous, not to mention Zou Yu, she has never really gone to work since she was a child, not to mention a joint venture like Zhao Yingsong's company.

She has been there before, and she was stunned by the luxurious and high-end decoration inside, and it is conceivable how high the requirements for the staff are to work in such a working environment.

The logistics department must be a department that serves the whole company, and the company has more adults and more people, and the logistics department is estimated to be very busy.

Fan Yingying didn't know the bottom of her heart, she was nervous, she was different from Zou Yu, Zou Yu went to the company to play, she went to the internship in a real way, and when she left, she had to get the company's badge and go back to school to hand it over, and she had to be recognized by the department leaders. (To be continued.) )