Autumn has come, but in Yanhua City, a southern coastal metropolis that is like spring all year round, there is not much decay and bleak chill. The streets are full of traffic, and the evergreen trees are waving in the wind, witnessing the busyness and changes of the city as always.

Zhao Ming wore a khaki baseball cap, a pair of sunglasses, a cigarette in his mouth, and walked down the endless street with his hands in his pockets. His steps are casual and lazy, and his expression is indifferent to the point of being a little old-fashioned, which seems a little out of place with the fast-paced hurried urbanites around him.

After nearly 12 years of absence, he returned to his hometown where he had lived for 17 years, and the great changes in Yanhua City made Zhao Ming feel a little strange and confused. He no longer has relatives here, let alone an old person who has always kept in touch, and even the old city where his hometown is located has been demolished and renovated on a large scale, and the trace of his home is blurred.

Zhao Ming is aimlessly and expectantly looking for the taste of his hometown on the street, and occasionally one or two old buildings that have not been demolished or familiar streets can make him inexplicably happy for a moment, which can somewhat dilute some of the feelings of homesickness.

"Xinghai Mansion." Standing in front of a building, Zhao Ming stopped.

Xinghai Building is the headquarters building of the Xinghai Group in China, a large multinational company, which was once a landmark building in Yanhua City, and there is a large area of industrial and commercial park behind it.

More than 10 years later, this former landmark building is still tall and majestic, and it seems that there is still a job fair held here today. Zhao Ming took off his hat and sunglasses, his face was stiff, and his skin was a rough bronze with vicissitudes, which made him look more mature than his actual age of twenty-nine.

After stopping and looking at it for a moment, the corners of Zhao Ming's mouth outlined a smile with complicated meanings, and he walked into the building.

The three-day job fair has reached its last day, and most of the positions have already been filled. However, this did not prevent many urban migrant workers from squeezing their heads to compete for the few remaining job opportunities. Being able to work in such a multinational company is a dream for many people.

There are many people who come to apply, including highly educated returnees and urban elites with rich work experience, men in suits and leather shoes, and women with slim and slim women, each holding a well-made thick stack of resumes, full of solemnity and expectations. Zhao Ming barged in empty-handed and dressed in a casual and cheap T-shirt denim and filled out the job search form, which made his job competitors feel a little funny and disdainful, and secretly slandered that this person should go to the construction site to make a living.

On the rostrum of the interview hall, the person who presided over the interview was Liu Xinlan, the manager of the personnel department of Xinghai Group, and there were several other middle-level management interviewers next to her. Many of the men who came in for the interview were a little nervous, and when they saw Liu Xinlan, their palms were sweaty.

But any man, facing a beauty of Liu Xinlan's level, will have some nervous natural reactions. She is dressed very formally today, a black light-striped women's suit, wearing a silk scarf that complements each other, a well-fitting ironed white shirt makes her full breasts stand out even more after sitting down, and a pair of eyes are full of aura and wisdom, as if she can see through the delusions of misdeeds in the hearts of all men.

Many men want to smack their mouths when they walk out of the interview room. Liu Xinlan's question is already tricky and sharp, and she always can't help but be nervous when facing her, resulting in abnormal performance, and the job she applied for should be in vain!

Soon after, an interviewer came out and announced that all the positions had been filled. There are only a few warehouse management workers left in the logistics service department, and the original job fair this time is not to recruit ordinary workers, but those who are interested can also come in for an interview and apply.

A regretful boo sounded, and the people who came to apply for white-collar jobs began to leave in a huff, and many people subconsciously looked at Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming looked back at these people with a smile, it seems that I am expected by everyone...... Well, the warehouse management is the warehouse management, and the line is the champion.

"I'm here to apply."

Walking into the interview hall, Zhao Ming stood in front of Liu Xinlan and a group of interviewers.

Liu Xinlan glanced at Zhao Ming up and down, dressed in a T-shirt and denim, with a slick head, her physique was strong, but her beard was stubble, her eyes were loose, as if she had just come back from a nightclub all night, her expression seemed to be quite serious, but her eyes were smug and squinting, and she swept around her chest like airport security.

What a lewd weird uncle! …… Well, it's a blue-collar worker. Liu Xinlan, who had long been accustomed to the eyes of men, suppressed the displeasure in her heart, and said professionally and mechanically: "We accepted your job application first." At 8 o'clock on Monday morning, you bring the relevant documents to the industrial and commercial park to report and participate in the physical examination and various qualification review, if there is no problem......"

Zhao Ming listened to her routinely talk about some professional requirements and benefits, and his face was always smiling, neither the nervousness and apprehension that a candidate should have, nor the restraint and cowardice of a beautiful leader, but like a habitual old oilman who had strolled into the red light district, looking at the young lady who was about to serve him.

Pure with a sense of surname, capable and charming, the top grade in the small jasper - after a good examination, Zhao Ming gave Liu Xinlan such a comment in his heart.

Originally, it was not Liu Xinlan, the manager of the personnel department, to recruit blue-collar workers in the logistics department, but she just helped by the way at the request of her colleagues, but now she was stared at by Zhao Ming's hot and naked eyes, and she felt a little annoyed and impatient in her heart.

"Did you hear what I just said?"

"Hear me." Zhao Ming nodded with a smile.

"Then please repeat what I just said." Liu Xinlan put her hands and fingers crossed on the table, and said with a straight face. The other interviewers smiled happily.

Everyone has a dislike, and after the three-day job fair, Liu Xinlan used all kinds of tricky tricks to send away many interviewers who were competent, but she personally didn't like them, and methods like this were just one of them. Competition is everywhere, and a large company like Xinghai Group has no worries about recruiting people.

Zhao Ming took turns with his sleepy eyes, "Excuse me, do you still have to take this exam as a warehouse worker, I'm not here to be a secretary and assistant." ”

"This is the most basic requirement to listen to and remember what your boss says. If you can't repeat it, then you've failed your job application this time. The corners of Liu Xinlan's mouth slightly hooked up in an extremely slight arc, revealing a smile unique to those in power who dominate the fate of others, happy and indifferent.

"Oh, that's it......" Zhao Ming smacked his lips a little embarrassed.

Liu Xinlan chuckled disdainfully and didn't bother to look at him, "Pack up your things and get off work." Summarize the information and hand it to me. ”

"Okay, Manager Liu." Several other interviewers began to pack up their things in response, and directly treated Zhao Ming as air.

It's just shorthand. Zhao Ming looked at these elite white-collar workers who completely ignored him with a smile, and said, "We accepted your job application first...... Summarize the information and hand it to me. ”

Like a repeater, he repeated every sentence Liu Xinlan said just now, word for word.

Liu Xinlan and all the interviewers froze for a moment, looking at this migrant worker-like guy in disbelief.

Zhao Ming was still smiling harmlessly, a little silly, and a little squinting.

Liu Xinlan blinked curiously, and a tall male interviewer in his early thirties next to her blurted out and asked, "What kind of flower is the seventh pot of flowers from left to right in the flower bed closest to the building that you saw when you walked into the main entrance of the building?" ”

Several other interviewers stared at him with stunned eyes, Manager Sun, you are too ruthless, we don't even remember! And this question is a bit of a suspicion of plagiarism from the previous question, you don't have to be so explicit and obvious if you want to be close to Manager Liu's set, right?

Liu Xinlan frowned slightly, her expression was a little unnatural, the problem was that it was a little too tricky and boring, so it was better to say no. But since you, the manager of the logistics service department, said it yourself, forget it. Anyway, it's the workers you want in your own department.

Zhao Ming glanced at the male interviewer, a tall and mighty man. Unlike other interviewers, his face exudes the pride and hostility of a male animal competing for the right to mate. It is not difficult to guess that this big man is most likely Liu Xinlan's admirer or suitor.

It's just careful and observant, why do you always want to test my strengths? Zhao Ming still replied with a smile: "It's a landscape shrub, no flowers." ”

"Really?"

"I think so......"

The interviewers whispered and looked at each other. It doesn't seem appropriate to make it more difficult, after all, it's just a blue-collar job with a monthly salary of less than 3,000.

Liu Xinlan paused on the table, still didn't look at Zhao Ming more, and said "report on Monday" very officially, and then walked away with high heels.

Zhao Ming's eyes followed her, staring at her naturally writhing round buttocks and smacking his mouth.

What a butt! Just the right amount of delicate and plump, without the slightest sense of fatness!

Several other interviewers also packed up their things and left, and when they passed by Zhao Ming's side, they all stared at him like a Martian, how could this guy remember his surname so well?

The big man's eyes were even more cold and hostile, and he snorted coldly unabashedly, and walked away proudly.

Zhao Ming smiled indifferently and walked out of the Xinghai Mansion. I took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath and spit it out leisurely, very **.

"Mom, I have a gift for you."

An hour later, Zhao Ming came to Xicheng Cemetery with a bouquet of flowers and stood in front of a tombstone.

"Mom, I'm back." Gently stroking the tombstone as if holding his mother's hand, the smile on Zhao Ming's face was soft and warm, "When I come back this time, I will never leave again." Everything that should be done is over, and my military career and twelve years of wandering are over. Before coming today, I applied for a job in Xinghai Group, yes, it is the place where you worked before your death, and it can be regarded as a son inheriting his mother's business! How's it going, Mom, it's not bad, right? ”

"You can rest assured, from today onwards, I will no longer be born to die, I will live the simplest life like every ordinary person. I will work hard, find a beautiful and virtuous daughter-in-law to marry as soon as possible, and then give you a few more good grandchildren. When the time comes, I'll bring all those little bunnies here and get you on your knees, and shout together, 'Say hello to Lafayette,' ho! ”

"Horn"

Zhao Ming lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, letting the taste of tobacco fully swirl in his lungs, and spit it out leisurely.

The smoke drifted away with the wind, just like the past twelve years.

"Mom, this year is your 14th anniversary. I'll kneel one for you. ”

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