Chapter Seventy-Eight: An Awkward Goodbye (1)
Mo Xiaobei got up very early the next day, carefully checked his clothes, and went to the station to wait for the bus.
On a December morning, it was a bit cold, and the sky was still covered with black fog and snow-white clouds. Occasionally, a car drove by, emitting a meager glow. The street lamp was over her head, condensing her shadow into a tiny dot.
Except for the low noise of the car from time to time, the silence is a little scary. Behind the license plate behind him was a large elm tree, which was rustling with the wind, and the yellow leaves fell with the sound.
Waiting was a little boring, she didn't eat breakfast, her stomach was hungry and uncomfortable, as if there was an invisible hand pulling her spasms, her feet suddenly became weak, she quickly held the license plate with her hand, and slowly sat down.
Finally, the first train was late, and there were not many people living in their area, so there were only three or two elementary school students with finger cakes in the carriage. Mo Xiaobei swiped his card and sat down, leaning against the window and falling asleep.
It took two buses to come to Huaxing Technology, the sky was already bright, and the distance was glittering with gold. Is the sun coming? Mo Xiaobei thought to herself, it seems that even God is helping her celebrate.
Thinking of this, my mood suddenly became much happier, and after standing at the door and waiting for a while, a very sweet-looking girl came to open the door with a card.
With the sound of "drip-" the door came.
Mo Xiaobei smiled at the man in a friendly manner, "Hello." ”
"Hello." Her voice was as sweet as she was. Maybe the people here are very easy to get along with, and Mo Xiaobei is even more happy.
I went to the personnel department to report, but the door was locked. Early? Mo Xiaobei took out the black Nokia from his bag and looked at it, it was now eight and fifteen.
Mo Xiaobei stood at the door like that for more than ten minutes, and finally heard the sound of the gentle leather shoes hitting the floor, she turned her head, was stunned for a moment, and smiled like honey on the corner of her mouth, showing eight teeth as standard, very sweet.
"Mr. Du." She greeted the visitors.
Du Qiang gave her a strange look and nodded.
Then Mo Xiaobei saw a thick black in front of him, and Mr. Du took out a card from his leather bag to open the door, and glanced at Mo Xiaobei lightly, "Come in." ”
You say strange or not, coincidence or not. This Du Qiang is the man she served when Xiaola was almost molested last time......
Sometimes, in the world, it's too small.
But Du Qiang looked at her like a stranger at the moment, and Mo Xiaobei knew that he was deliberately dissociating himself. Why not? She's more than happy.
Du Qiang invited Mo Xiaobei to sit down, crackled in front of the computer and printed out a contract, and then handed it to Mo Xiaobei and said, "You take a look, and if you think it's suitable, you can sign it." ”
"It's good, thank you." Mo Xiaobei stood up, took it with both hands, bowed slightly to Du Qiang politely, picked up the contract and looked at it.
"PR?" She raised her head from the snow-white contract and asked Du Qiang.
"Yes." Du Qiang came out with two cups of coffee, the light smoke soared, and he pulled out a long ribbon, ethereal.
He put a cup in front of Mo Xiaobei, and Mo Xiaobei hurriedly thanked him.
After taking a sip of coffee, Du Qiang sat on the soft sofa and comfortably cocked Erlang's legs, "Repentance?" ”
The public relations department, the name is human, but what kind of work is done, Mo Xiaobei knows very well. Eat, drink, chat, and even go to bed. In order to improve their business, many girls ask for active bed.
She hesitated, frowning and biting her lower lip. She had sworn never to do such a thing again, but now, is it time to go back to her old business? She smiled wryly and stood up.
The chair slid out of the way far away. Mo Xiaobei turned to Du Qiang and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Du, I think I can't do this job." ”
After finishing speaking, Du Qiang hurriedly put down his coffee and got up and walked in front of her in three or two steps, smiling maliciously, revealing his yellowish teeth.
"Miss Mo, I think there are really few people in this world who are more suitable for this job than you......"