Chapter XXVIII

Lin Jingtian, who was walking under the tall building, shrank his neck unconsciously, after all, he was a pure college student, and his social experience was almost nothing except for serving dishes during the summer job.

At this moment, it's impossible not to be nervous.

From the security guard in the light blue costume in the security booth, Lin Jingtian could feel a charm called "toe high".

The thirty-third floor of Block B, this is the location of Lin Jingtian's job interview.

is very self-aware, it is impossible for Lin Jingtian to learn to arrogantly shout the awesome slogan of I want to be the vice president in the online novel.

The purpose of his trip was just to be a salesman.

But the competition is still fierce, even compared to the evaluation of civil servants.

The salary is too good, just the most basic salesman, there is a stable income of 8,000 per month, and there are five insurances and one housing fund, which is the first step to the peak of life.

After politely asking the cleaning aunt, Lin Jingtian finally found the location of the elevator, and after pressing the number thirty-three, he began to do the final drill in his head.

Ding dong.

The elevator came, and the moment he stepped out of the elevator, Lin Jingtian was still a little stunned.

Although I knew that there would be a lot of applicants, I didn't expect it to be so popular.

You must know that the people who can come for the interview have all gone through the first screening, and they are said to be one in a hundred.

And now in the smooth marble corridor, a handsome man and a beautiful woman waiting quietly still gave Lin Jingtian great pressure.

"Hey, buddy, which school did you graduate from?" A young man with glasses who seemed to be handsome patted Lin Jingtian's shoulder at this time and asked in a low voice.

"Oh, I'm a recent graduate of the Department of Finance at H University." Lin Jingtian did not doubt him, and replied with a polite smile.

"Graduate students?" The young man with glasses continued to ask.

"No, it's just an ordinary college student, the kind that graduates in four years." Lin Jingtian still replied politely.

"Oh, it's okay." The young man in glasses bowed his head, nodded slightly and muttered something to leave.

The corners of Lin Jingtian's mouth twitched, although the glasses man was very quiet, but the words when he left still fell into his ears.

"It turned out to be H big, and there was no threat."

While viciously cursing the young man with glasses dozens of times in his heart, the pressure in Lin Jingtian's heart became even greater.

Is it really that unbearable?

H University is not comparable to those pheasant universities in China.,It's a real one.,Although it's not as good as the so-called 958.,But it's not bad.。

The young man with glasses didn't know what Lin Tian was thinking, if he knew, he would definitely pat Lin Tiantian's shoulder gently, and said with a serious and comforting voice: "What do you make, everyone who can come for an interview, none of them is under a diploma." ”

Lin Jingtian didn't know how severe the employment pressure of college students was now, after all, his life was very simple.

There is no love, no family affection, after going to college, in addition to studying, I work part-time outside, not to mention online entertainment, and learn about some current affairs and people's livelihood.

Even the resume that was put on was spent three dollars in an Internet café.

As for the reply letter to the interview, it was the iron buddy in the dormitory, who helped him log in to the mailbox every day, so that he could find out.

"Next, Lin Jingtian."

As he pondered, the door to the office opened, and a young woman howled at the top of her voice.

"Oh, here we are." Lin Jingtian, who had just woken up from a dream, hurriedly answered, squeezed through the crowd in small steps, and finally entered inside.

A large mahogany round table, two or three leather sofas, a few cups of steaming tea, and a few pairs of "tiger-eyed" eyes make up the picture of the interview.

"Please introduce yourself." A fat man with his whole body sunk into the sofa took a sip of tea and spoke indifferently.

"What a strong aura." Lin Jingtian's heart palpitated, but he didn't dare to slack off, and cleared his throat: "Hello examiners, my name is Lin Jingtian......"

"I know your name is Lin Jingtian, and it says on your resume." At this time, an aunt-level executive on the side spoke, frowning and displeased.

Lin was stunned, he faintly felt a faint hostility from the executive?

"Oh, I'm sorry." I wanted to think about it, but the interview still had to continue, and it took a few seconds to adjust my mood, and Lin Jingtian said again: "I graduated from H University ......"

"Alright, let's wait for the notice." A well-prepared interview draft was recited by Lin Jingtian word by word, interspersed with various tones of tone and frustration, the determination to live and die with the company, and so on.

In exchange, it is still a formulaic and perfunctory answer.

Walking out of the office door in a trance and coming to the end of the corner, the voice of a young man calling the phone came into Lin Jingtian's ears at the right time.

"Well, auntie, thank you, the last spot must be reserved for me."

"Oh, okay, that one was eliminated just now, right? There are seven more left, soon. ”

On the phone, the voice that came out was the disgusting voice of the aunt executive.

Lin Jingtian's heart was cold, he shook his head, he was extremely bitter, he was an orphan, he studied hard, and he worked part-time......

He remembered a phrase he had learned.

"Where there's a will, there's a way"

But now, Lin Jingtian just wants to raise his middle finger and yell: "Let the fuck fuck off." ”

Walking on the square below the high-rise building, watching the crowds of people and the flow of vehicles, Lin shook his head and abandoned his troubles.

There aren't so many things in the world, isn't it normal to suffer setbacks?

"Forget it, let's go to the talent recruitment market." Lin Jingtian decided to choke the throat of fate and look for a job by himself, after all, online recruitment is like looking for a needle in the sea.

Comparatively speaking, it seems that the probability of success is greater when going directly to the talent market.

The talent recruitment market, which sounds like talent, is actually mostly recruited by small companies renting positions.

Where is it easy to recruit real talents?

But all the large enterprises that can count the names say that they have their own large-scale job fairs.

Just like a commodity exhibition, in a large venue, countless "bosses" rented a small room, took a small blackboard to write down the recruitment needs, and put it outside.

Lin Jingtian walked through it, looking around.

"Recruit cleaners with a monthly salary of two thousand."

"To recruit security guards, it is required to be physically fit, aged 20 to 30 years old, and have a monthly salary of 3,050."

……

After reading the recruitment notices one by one, Lin shook his head uncontrollably.

It's not that he looks down on these professions, during his part-time job, he also moved bricks, served dishes, and wiped tables, and he didn't feel that there was any distinction between high and low occupations.

The only thing that displeased him was the salary.

This does not mean that he is ambitious and his heart is bigger than the sky, but Lin Zhentian really felt the pressure.

He was no longer a student, had no scholarship, and had no dormitory to live in.

As an orphan, he has no logistical support, and he needs to make money for everything.

Lin Jingtian once calculated that the rent was 800 per month, which is almost the cheapest price in the current first-tier cities.

Food, at the standard of eating steamed buns for 10 yuan a day, you get 300 yuan a month.

Coupled with other miscellaneous water, electricity and other expenses, it will cost 1,500 yuan a month.

And he is still young, he has fantasized about falling in love, a job of two or three thousand, is only enough to support himself.