Miao Miao passed the job requirements of the "Yanqing Studio Public Relations Expert" Title released by major headhunting companies, and the treatment offered was really good.

Some headhunting companies with a faster response mechanism have selected many candidates who meet the requirements in all aspects of qualifications and backgrounds, and Miao Miao contacted them one by one and arranged the candidates after the initial screening to be interviewed and selected on Tuesday.

Therefore, Miao Miao could only print out all the manuscripts from the tree holes for Yan Qing, and could not accompany him to select the manuscripts as promised.

After neatly stacking all the manuscripts on the desk of the general manager's office, Miao Miao did not forget to remind her again and again before going downstairs that after she determined a suitable candidate, she would bring it over and let Yan Qing take the last pass.

Yan Qing's attitude has actually always been - "I trust you completely, just let the general manager call the shots in this kind of thing." ”

Helplessly, Miao Miao's attitude was extremely stubborn, Yan Qing couldn't be convinced, and he couldn't shirk it several times, so he could only respond.

Fortunately, it wasn't until she could see the waning sun from afar through the window of the restaurant in the inverted room that Miao Miao did not push the recruitment process to the last step.

"Brother Qing'er, the five candidates recommended by several headhunters today have excellent professional resumes and industry backgrounds."

Miao Miao, who was obviously losing her appetite, grunted in distress.

"But after chatting about the whole interview process, well, Sister Qing taught me to have an open and honest communication first, and then make a two-way choice, and finally I found a problem..."

"Old... Sister Qing is very attentive, this is teaching Mr. Meow by hand..."

The chopsticks in his hand hung in the air, Yan Qing looked at the white rice in front of Miao Miao that had barely touched at all and asked, "What's the problem?" ”

Miao Miao sighed and said melancholy: "The best candidates may not be the most suitable for us..."

"What's wrong with this, today's sweet and sour carp is not fragrant enough? Little meow, let's not worry about it first, eat well. ”

Yan Qing took back the chopsticks, smiled and dismantled the pair of chopsticks, he reached out for Miao Miao to clip some dishes that she usually likes to eat.

Miao Miao glanced at the chopsticks, she pouted and said, "It's not fragrant, I'll just go back to eat snacks later." ”

Yan Qing retracted his chopsticks and turned the topic back to the original point: "So it's... Do some candidates think that the job responsibilities are not clear enough, or do they dislike that our family is too small and has limited development space? ”

Still twisted, Miao Miao squeezed out two words: "Both!" ”

"Alas, it's a daily help for "me", and I have always treated her as a cardamom child, a father and a brother..."

Secretly complaining with a calm expression, Yan Qing looked at Miao Miao who seemed to be resentful.

"Then add a little more to the salary, we can afford it, little meow..."

As if touching the scales, Miao Miao said dishappily: "Add more?" It's so much taller than me..."

"The studio's tight period has passed, and I am still reluctant to increase my salary..."

With a soft heart, Yan Qing said softly: "At least you don't have to work so hard, I don't want to be charged with child labor abuse by the Juvenile Protection Association." ”

"Everyone is twenty-one, so it's not child labor!"

Miao Miao also remembered that period of time, and suddenly the ice and snow melted, she glanced at Heng Yanqing, and smiled again: "Okay, Brother Qing'er, in fact, I have already contacted the headhunters, changed some requirements, and they should continue to push new candidates for interviews tomorrow." ”

Yan Qing praised it with confidence: "Mr. Meow is really strategizing." ”

Miao Miao held her face and said: "How can there be... Brother Qing'er, I've recently noticed that you have become a little different from before..."

"Ahh After all, you still show your feet?"

Yan Qing was calm and calm, and said casually: "What's different, for the better or for the worse?" ”

Neither of them realized that this passage was a line that Lina had said, word for word.

"Actually, it's okay, I don't know how to describe it, I don't often be in a daze, I feel more peaceful, and..."

Miao Miao only felt that her cheeks were hot, and she lowered her head unconsciously: she was not only measured, but also very good at coaxing girls to be happy..."

The girl bowed her head shyly, and the three silk decorative pendants of choker tied to Miao Miao's snow-white neck naturally hung down, gently stirring with a gust of wind through the hall...

"I have a girl in my family who has just grown up... I have a daughter... My daughter..."

After chuckling a few times in his heart, Yan Qing, who didn't dare to look directly anymore, could only take out two pieces of manuscript paper to change the topic:

"Well, I picked a very long manuscript in the afternoon, a very interesting story."

Miao Miao cleaned up her shyness, stretched out her hand generously, took the manuscript, and she smiled speculatively: "Brother Qing'er, you won't choose another scumbag to draft." ”

The girl's smart eyes jumped back and forth between Yan Qing and the manuscript paper like an elk in the forest, confirming that his expression was not different, Miao Miaocai read this novella carefully with confidence:

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"Talent Limited":

Teacher Yan Qing said on the show that you will cherish the nostalgia and regret in everyone's heart, so I also want to share a story about regret.

I've heard someone say it before: "College is the last period of youth to carnival and carnival." ”

If this is really the case, the period before graduating from the senior year is probably considered this journey, and it has completely come to the point of exhaustion, and all kinds of difficulties and dilemmas will come one after another.

I used to be a scumbag with a compound study and relationship, and I changed my girlfriend five times in the first three years of college.

By the time of the senior year, the whole person may have become numb, and he would rather go to the Internet café every night to play the sword tower every day, and skip classes to sleep in the dormitory during the day.

It is clear in my heart that as this journey comes to an end, this kind of love, which is only set for a specific period of college, will definitely come to an abrupt end.

So I squandered my senior year in the Internet café and dorm room, and I still remember very well that I graduated on June 30, 09, and I was still living like this until May.

Whether it's avoidance, laziness, or indifference, I really didn't even attend a job fair information session at that time.

It's just that I didn't expect that one day in early June, the last month of this desperate journey, a love affair would come unprepared.

The heroine of the story is the only girl I have never broken off contact with and can still treat her as a friend when we meet again, and she often tells me that she has known me for four more years.

One night at the end of May, we just chatted at 8 o'clock, and after 30 minutes of chatting, she told me that she had known me for a long time.

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In the first semester of my freshman year, we all coincidentally chose the same class, and I took my girlfriend with me every time, even on the day of the exam.

And it was such a me, but she remembered.

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Seeing that I was happy, I asked her to go downstairs and talk face-to-face.

The two of us were living in close proximity to each other, and I wore slippers and a beard on my face and hair up and went downstairs.

Looking back now, it was the lowest period of my life.

When she saw me, she actually had a flute for a while, and the OS in her heart was probably how you were fat, swollen or something.

We were squatting in the West 2nd dormitory building and chatting for a long time with the aisle on the West 3rd floor.

Talking about what happened in the past four years until graduation was approaching, blah blah a lot.

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"Brother Qing'er, this man is really narcissistic, there is not a single sentence in the manuscript that directly praises himself, but there is a strong hint between the lines that I am so handsome..."