That day, Mu Shichen's mobile phone received a text message reminder, and looking at the information on it, Mu Shichen smiled.

His daughter-in-law even vented her anger in a different way than others.

In Mu Shichen's eyes, whether the snail is angry or angry, it is what he likes.

Mu Shichen actually didn't know how many grievances the snail had suffered when he came to Beijing, how many doubts he had suffered, and what kind of past he had gone through to see such a beautiful scenery today.

On the first day of coming to Beijing, the snail got lost.

At about twelve o'clock in the night, the snail finally arrived in Beijing.

However, the driver did not find the hotel that the snail booked online, and after trying it once, he proposed to put the snail down and let her find the hotel by herself.

The place where the snail got off the car was indeed a little bright, a place with street lights.

The snail is weak, and he doesn't want to argue about anything, and there is nothing right or wrong about the driver, so he got out of the car without saying a word.

After positioning and navigation, the snail followed the navigation and walked on a remote road without any vehicle street lights with luggage.

Even though she turned on the lights early, it still felt dark.

The snail pretended to walk calmly, not daring to run or make a sound, so he could only walk on this road.

The parents waited for the news of the snail at home and settled themselves, and the snail quickly called his parents to report that he was safe.

The snail didn't dare to say these things that worried the parents, anyway, they had already come, and they couldn't bear to worry about the snail.

With a lot of hard work, I came to Beijing.

I thought I was ready for everything, but in the end I found out that it was so bad.

During the interview, the snail found that he was really a little far from the best people.

In order to save a little fare, the snail followed the navigation from where he lived to the company for the interview on foot, and was sobered up by reality.

The interviewer asked a few questions that made the snail blush.

"Do you know anything about our company?"

"Do you have any plans for the future?"

"What kind of value can you bring to the company?"

"Why are you among so many people?"

All the problems snails are thinking.

Why yourself? What kind of value can you bring to the company?

The snail hardly knew how to answer such a question, and the snail, who was already stupid and couldn't keep up, was completely stunned.

The interviewer expressed strong doubts about the snail's ability, and he did not believe that the snail could do this job well, because the snail looked like an inactive girl.

"Our job requires you to go to various professional schools or other places to take the initiative to communicate with people, and it can even be said to be called pick-up, do you think you can do it?"

In the face of such doubts, the snail was also very angry.

I'm not good enough, I'm not lively enough, but I'm not so good that I can't speak.

"I'm not lively enough, I'm just slow to heat, but I'm not the autistic kind after all, it's okay to communicate with people."

The words came out of the mouth of a snail, a sentence with thorns.

After the interview, the snail and the interviewer waved goodbye and left.

This is the first job that Snail came to Beijing to find.

The snail who left the interview location did not return to the hotel, but rushed to the next interview location.

It is an educational job.

The snail gritted its teeth and took a taxi over, because it was really far away.

One trip has already cost more than 100 yuan for rent.

If you can, you will definitely choose to take the subway, but it is really too late.

After entering, the staff gave themselves a questionnaire with two questions on it.

Lesson 1: What is the purpose of massive reading?

Tip 2: Give examples of the types of books you have read, citing five works from each genre.

The snail thinks it's just a simple test, and these are its own strengths.

After filling it in, the snail thought it was okay, but it was still naïve.

When I introduced myself, the snail realized that it was just a speck of dust, low to the bone.

Everyone is working so hard, and they are so clinging to the opportunity and not letting go.

Although the interview with the snail was not successful, and it cost a small 300 travel expenses, the snail knew that there was still hope.

Snails are like headless flies in a big city, strung around in the huge Beijing, no one can listen to the snails' concerns, no one can be the snail's dependence.

Pretending to leave the interview venue as if nothing happened, the snail was very tired.

After a day of running around and not drinking a sip of water or eating a mouthful of food, the snail still doesn't feel hungry.

I just slept deeply in the car.

Waking up in a much better mood, after such a long time, the snail has experienced much more than this, and nothing can wear out the light in his heart.

Back at the hotel, the first company called and said that the snail had been accepted and hoped to report on time.

Mom called to ask about the snail's interview that day, and she was worried that the snail would catch fire, so she kept reassuring.

The snail just hurriedly put down the phone, thoughtful.

The company snail was going to give up, not because the interviewer's few words stabbed the snail's self-esteem, but because his questioning made the snail understand that he had to become his unique self after all, a person who had to be himself.

The snail has finally become powerful, making outsiders feel like they are effortless.

All those who are still fighting for the position are jealous that the snail has today's achievements and can quickly open the market in just one year.

Only the snail knows how many miles he has run under Sister Jing's hands, how long he has been in the sun, how many people have been blinded, not understood, ridiculed, and stung.

Everything has rained and the sky has sunny, and the moment the opportunity comes, the snail finally chooses to hold on to it instead of giving up, not showing indifference.

It should be fearless!

No one understands the former self and does not care about the former self, which is reasonable, but the snail cannot forget the former self that was not good enough.

Today's snails are so strong in their hearts that they can withstand doubts and accept flowers and applause.

No matter what kind of status he is in, the snail's heart has long been calm and calm.

A snail is always a unique snail!

"I thought I'd charge you at the time."

A snail is still a snail, and nothing can buy its dignity, even though it is only a snail that crawls very slowly.

I think Mu Shichen likes snails because of the joy at first sight; Fall in love with the snail because her figure always walks under the sun.

If you ask me how to interpret the post-90s, I may need to think about it.

After the 90s, a person who forges ahead, no matter what kind of problems he encounters wherever he is, will face it with a smile at the moment when the sun rises tomorrow.

A generation with the same ambition and revenge.

"Why didn't you put it all in?"

Mu Shichen just likes to tease snails.

"Your mother gave me so much money, wouldn't it be cheaper to charge it into those operators, so much money can't be used up at all."

"Why are you so good at calculating in your little head?"

Mu Shichen couldn't help but stretch out his finger and poke the snail's head, a snail who can settle accounts in reality.

The more time he spent together, the more Mu Shichen felt the cuteness of the snail, and every place exuded light.

To get such a beloved person is the luck of a snail, and it is also the bitterness of Mu Shichen.

"Since you know everything, why don't you ask me for the rest of the money?"

"Sooner or later, you will be a member of our Mu family, and in the future, my money will be your money, and you can spend it as you like."

Mu Shichen is really generous, and he touched the snail's hair when he spoke, with doting.

"Don't be narcissistic, I'll donate the rest of the money in your name."

"Really?"

Mu Shichen had a smile in his eyes, and he smiled even more unscrupulously.

"Really, Lin Xihe helped me contact and used the money to buy clothes and books for the children."

"Well done, daughter-in-law."

The snail laughed.

"Time is not rushing, let's go quickly, I won't be here with you."

The day after arriving at the hotel, the snail woke up very early.

When he opened his eyes but didn't want to get up, Mu Shichen's arms were extremely warm, and the snail wanted to stay on it.

"Why did you wake up so early, it's not your time."

Mu Shichen had also woken up, and when he woke up, he saw the snail staring at the ceiling with two big eyes.

"I suddenly can't sleep well when I change places."

Hearing the snail's answer, Mu Shichen hugged her tighter.

"It's okay, didn't I change it?"

"You hate it."

The snail lay in Mu Shichen's arms and sprinkled coquettishly.

"Daughter-in-law, you said that if I resigned one day, what would you do?"

Mu Shichen asked tentatively, he wanted to hear the snail's thoughts.

"What else can I do, of course, put you in my suitcase, and you will go where I go."

If that's the case, the snail is happy too.

"In addition to this, if I don't have a job, I have no financial resources and no money."

Mu Shichen was unwilling and continued to ask.

"I still have you if you don't have any money, as long as you accompany Uncle Ben and me, you don't have to worry about food and clothing."

The snail suddenly pinched Mu Shichen's chin as if he was teasing the little daughter-in-law.

"Then you will raise me later."

"Yes, I'll raise you."

"Oh, it's so good, I can eat soft rice."

"What, you, you can say it so easily if you eat soft rice."

"Why not, I don't mind if I have the ability to be handsome."

"You have the ability to be handsome and narcissistic."

Snails always like to talk back, which is the daily mode of getting along with her and Mu Shichen.

"Don't you just like me? Isn't it? ”

"Yes, I'm not uncommon if I'm not narcissistic, I have to be you."

"That's right."

Saying that, Mu Shichen saw the quilt on his body, and wrapped himself and the snail in the quilt.

I finally got out of bed, and the scenery by the sea was beautiful, and the waves kept crashing against the shore, and then retreated in droves.

It's like a bunch of naughty kids.

Snails have always liked the sea, and prefer to step on the sand with deep and shallow feet, allowing this group of naughty children to gently pat their insteps.

In the sun, the snail wears a long skirt with a waistline that makes the snail's legs appear long.

Wearing a sunhat and a sun-protective scarf, the snail gently lifted the skirt to prevent the waves from wetting its skirt.

Mu Shichen is focused on being a qualified photographer.

He wants to keep every frame of the snail in his mind.