Zhang Jiuxu is Qin Lang's classmate, but he is not in the same class, and his academic performance is also very good, but this person is arrogant and arrogant, and no one looks down on him, so Qin Lang's impression of this person is not very good, and he doesn't speak at school on weekdays.

Zhang Jiuxu's impression of Qin Lang is also very deep, because Qin Lang has the highest score when he entered the school, which is one point more than him. So I was very impressed.

Qin Lang didn't want to say hello to him, he was ready to bow his head and go over, his classmates were like that, and now they are going their separate ways, so why bother pretending.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Jiuxu opened his mouth first and said, "Qin Lang, why are you here." ”

Qin Lang raised his head stubbornly, and what he saw was Zhang Jiuxu's bright smile.

"Oh, it's fine." Qin Lang didn't want others to know that he was coming for the position of assistant to the mayor.

"No, you're looking for a job." Zhang Jiuxu said.

Hehe, Qin Lang smiled awkwardly, and didn't say yes or no.

"You, there's no play, go back, I've already handed over all the information, besides, I've had someone say hello, these days, looking for a job without saying hello, not giving gifts won't work at all." Zhang Jiuxu patted Qin Lang's shoulder.

"Yes, if you don't say it, I might pity you for not competing with you, since you said it, I'm going to give it a try and see which of the two of us can be admitted." Qin Lang came up with a stubborn temper.

"Okay, since you're so confident, then we'll see." Zhang Jiuxu stretched out his middle finger towards Qin Lang.

Qin Lang spit out the shaking head in his mouth for a long time, watching Zhang Jiuxu gradually walk away, and said in his heart, Fuck Nima, I met this broom star early in the morning, and my good mood was fucking ruined.

What to do, whether you go in or not, listen to what he says, as if he has to belong to him. Qin Lang was a little entangled.

After all, people have found someone and have a backer, what are they Qin Lang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and now he hesitated in front of the door of the office building.

The town government office building is a total of 10 floors, and the grandeur of the construction is a little daunting.

Qin Lang couldn't help but feel a little sad in front of the door now, because the opposite side of the office building was the nine-year school, which was still the same as when he was in school, and there was no change, even if it was to repair the gate, the gate seemed to have been broken for some years, and a pair of broken bricks were piled up like that, which looked sad.

Just when Qin Lang hesitated, someone pushed him from behind, his voice sounded very unkind, and that arrogant sense of superiority made Qin Lang's anger burn all at once.

"What are you doing, don't hang around here if you have nothing to do, when this is your yard." It was a tall and thin old man who spoke, dressed very bull B, Qin Lang felt that it might be a leader.

"Can you speak politely, do people in government agencies talk like this?" Qin Lang tried his best to restrain himself.

"Yo, little rabbit, I don't think I'm being polite, I want to go home and let your wife talk to you in the bed." The old fellow doesn't speak at all.

"You're so old, why don't you talk to people, it's just a vain job, and you're still working in a government agency, I think even the eldest sister who cleans is better than you." Qin Lang sneered.

Although Qin Lang already wanted to have a job, he couldn't help but be angry when he was humiliated.

"Get out of here, get out of here." The old man went berserk.

At this time, there were already a lot of people around, all pointing and talking behind their backs.

Qin Lang felt that the matter was a little serious, if he really quarreled here, the leader's first impression of him must be very bad, where could he ask for himself.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang persuaded himself in his heart, saying, "All the people who appear have a certain reason, and this is all destined in the previous life. ”

After thinking about it like this, I felt that the space in my heart suddenly became larger, and I felt that the humiliation of the old man just now was nothing.

Qin Lang hurriedly changed his smiling face, pulled the old man to the side, took out a box of good cigarettes from his pocket that he was reluctant to smoke and stuffed it into the old man's pocket, and said, "Uncle, don't be like us young people, we are not sensible, you have a big ** amount, don't be angry." ”

The old man's temper was quite big, and he took out the cigarette that Qin Lang had stuffed in just now, and said, "I haven't seen anything here, don't think that a pack of cigarettes can send me away, it's impossible." ”

Qin Lang took out a few hundred yuan from his pocket, stuffed it into the old man's pocket with cigarettes, and said, "I'm sorry, you buy a bag of tea to drink." ”

The power of the old man's refusal was obviously smaller, and Qin Lang finally stuffed the things into the old man's pocket smoothly.

"What are you here for?" The old man asked.

"I'm here to apply." Qin Lang thought that even if this person was not the mayor of the town, he might be a leader.

"Come with me." The old man's face softened a lot.

Qin Lang followed the old man into a room next to the hall.

The room was very tidy, TV, newspapers, a bed, a table. Nothing else.

"What's your name?" The old man asked.

Qin Lang felt that this person was not a leader, the leader would not work on the first floor, and the furnishings of the office were not right.

"Qin Lang." Qin Lang replied while thinking.

"Subject matter." The old man asked, and wrote it down in a notebook.

"Apply for the job." Qin Lang replied.

"Apply, who asked you to come?" The old man became alert.

"Nobody asked me to come." Qin Lang felt that the other party was asking a question.

"Let's go, the quota is full." The old man said.

"What are you responsible for?" Qin Lang asked patiently and politely.

"I'm in charge of the registration." The old man said.

"What to register." Qin Lang already had a fire qi.

"Whatever is registered, that is, all those who come must register with me." The old man was a little impatient.

, isn't it the doorman, he is so arrogant, Qin Lang finally knows what it means to be a third-grade official in front of the prince's door.

"Can I go?" Qin Lang didn't want to cause trouble.

"You can go." The old man didn't lift his eyelids.

Qin Lang went out, turned around and was about to go upstairs, but the old man shouted like a pig from behind: "Go out, tell you that the quota is full, what are you going to do upstairs." ”

Qin Lang's anger really couldn't help it, and he scolded: "Grass mud horse, the quota is full and has a fart relationship with you, I want to see the mayor." ”

The old man rushed over and pulled Qin Lang, but Qin Lang threw him to the side and strode upstairs.

The old man's howl came from behind: "Come on, catch the bad guys." ”