Prison painting does not like their own name.

Painting the ground as a prison is a prisoner.

When she asked her why she was named, her father said that when she was born, he was completely confused, and he didn't know what to call after thinking about it for a long time. Later, I saw that she looked like the New Year's doll on the wall, so I simply chose the word "painting".

She always didn't believe it. Now, however, the reason for this is unknown. Her father and mother have been dead for more than half a year, but she can't even care about grief.

She's got to survive. Busy with the only change in his pocket to take care of the simple three meals a day, busy looking for a junior to rub the idle dormitory bed, barely solved the accommodation.

There is nothing left for prison painting. Not long ago, it only took three days from the financial crisis of Lin Engineering, the company where his father was mediocre, to the mistake of everything becoming mediocre.

Yong was just a small chief accountant when he was alive, where did he think that he would get into such trouble? When the accusation of embezzling funds was put on his head like a mountain, he couldn't bear the pressure and quickly chose to die. And the mother, too, is gone.

The family didn't have much savings, and in the end, even the house was confiscated. The Lin project "Dafa Compassion" did not pursue it again. When the family suffered such a catastrophe, prison painting was very "lucky" not to be in debt.

The disaster came too quickly, and before she could prepare to deal with it, the news that her parents had jumped off the building fell from the sky.

When I first received the news, I was groggy all day. She didn't believe it. I don't believe that my father would make such a mistake, and I don't believe that my parents abandoned me so easily. In the dark, she always felt that her parents were still there, but they had gone to a far away place and could not come back. And there, sooner or later, it is also her destination.

With the passage of time, at this moment, even the only drowsiness of prison painting was forced to disappear by the ensuing embarrassment.

There are also several relatives in the family, who were introduced by their father to work in the Lin project, and have received many favors from their father. She didn't want to go to them for help. After all, people didn't take the initiative to stand up and pull you, and they didn't even attend the funeral, and the meaning is already very clear.

And she didn't bother to do it. I am already facing graduation, and I will soon be able to work and earn money by myself, so there is no need to beg others for this living expense and wronged myself.

She paints in prison, and this bit of suffering can still be endured.

The reality is far from being as kind to yourself as you imagined.

This brings us to the birthday of the prison painting. There was something strange about her birth. When he was one year old, his mother took her eight characters to the fortune teller for approval. The gentleman's name was Hu Cai, and he was a thin man, with a few long sparse beards hanging from his chin, and his eyebrows were so thick and long that they were joined together.

Hu Cai lives at the mouth of the alley of his old house. He said that this birthday is very down-to-earth, so that ghosts like it, so he has a lot of bad luck in his life, and if he wants to develop well, he has to deal with the land.

This is the first time I've heard of this kind of criticism of eight characters. She didn't believe it at first, and always secretly laughed at Hu Cai's name with other children, nicknamed him "Hu Chai", and shouted at his tattered signboard. As a result, in the second year after moving away, prison painting began to run out of bad luck.

For example, all the children in a class are handmade bags, and everyone's handmade bags are good, only her small scissors are in half, and the solid glue will break when squeezed. For another example, whether she is a group leader or a class cadre, as long as she collects money, she will always lose it. queued up at the ATM to withdraw money, and when she got to her, the ATM was basically out of money. went to the counter to do business, and every time it was her turn, the salesman hurriedly wanted to leave work early. When she went to apply for documents, either the camera malfunctioned or the computer system could not be entered...... Over time, prison painting also believed some of Hu Cai's nonsense. Fortunately, many years have passed since the bumps, and after all, I have only encountered some innocuous little bad luck, and I have become accustomed to it.

But she never imagined that she would be stuck in finding a job because of this.

Although Jiangcheng is a first-tier city in China, and there are many graduates from key universities like her in Jiangcheng, if the standards are lowered, you can find a job in the talent market. But she is good, she is obviously more diligent than anyone else, and she has a resume on the Internet. Whether it is on-site recruitment or a headhunter calling to inquire, every time the position is full or only men are recruited, either the major is not the right one, or work experience is required. There is a company that says it is not satisfied with her name, which is nothing, after all, her name is a little special. But there is still a company that says that her major is suitable, the school is suitable, and her age is suitable, but the constellation is not suitable.

The horoscope is not suitable? This year, recruit a small cashier and inspect the constellations?

In the end, the students who painted in prison got jobs one by two, and the students who painted in prison ...... Not to mention those companies that require high academic qualifications and prestigious universities, even some small companies and small enterprises, no one is willing to hire her as a staff.

After coming and going, she didn't want to go to the talent market anymore, so she simply went to the street by herself, no matter which company, company, restaurant, supermarket, as long as she wanted someone, she would go in for an interview.

The standard has been lowered to this point, and no one wants her. Prison painting is really a little skeptical. Just when she was in despair, she found that the sales department at the entrance of a community actually hung a "recruitment" signboard obliquely.

Although this signboard is sloppy, it can't stop the eagerness to apply for a job. When she finally found the HR manager in charge of recruitment in the busy sales hall, she learned that they only recruit sales, not cashiers or accountants.

Personnel manager Zhong Chuyan looks about twenty-eight or nine, tall and beautiful, even if she is wearing a uniform, she can't hide her glamorous temperament and convex figure.

Zhong Chuyan looked up and down the prison painting, and saw that this little girl looked very pure and fresh, and she graduated from a key university, looking ignorant and simple, like a little white rabbit who didn't understand anything. Would such a little girl come here to do sales? She didn't think so.

"We don't need a cashier, but we still recruit sales. The basic salary during the internship period is 500, and the commission is given according to the performance every month, and our sales here can get 5,000 to tens of thousands of dollars per month. ”

Although Zhong Chuyan said this, her words were full of contempt. Tens of thousands of achievements? Hehe! That's only available for gold sales. Like this kind of little girl who is new to the campus, she is high-minded and arrogant, dream about it!

Despite her disdain, Zhong Chuyan still wanted to see this little girl crying when she couldn't sell the house, she rolled her eyes up and down, took a step closer, and whispered in a seductive voice: "With such conditions as you, come to be our sales lady, and my permission can be hired directly." Don't underestimate sales, if you do well, you can get a commission of 100,000 yuan. ”

After Zhong Chuyan finished speaking, she also winked at the prison painting, making a kind and talkative appearance. Drawing this piece of clothing, Zhong Chuyan could see at a glance that it was a popular model found in a certain treasure, and the sum up and down was only two hundred yuan. She is confident that prison painting will definitely be tempted by the performance of hundreds of thousands.

She worked so hard to encourage prison paintings to do sales, just because she was worried that prison paintings would not come. However, she didn't know the dilemma of prison painting at this time. Not to mention the sales of tens of thousands of yuan, that is, the basic salary of 500 yuan during the internship period, which is a long drought and a rainy day for prison painting.

"I'll do it!" Prison Painting nodded without hesitation. "When do you go to work?"

Zhong Chuyan secretly laughed in her heart that this little girl was shallow-eyed and couldn't hold her breath, so easy to get hooked. She nodded and said, "I'll take you to fill out the form, sign the contract, and receive training with other new employees after the physical examination tomorrow, and officially join the company in a week." We are a large real estate company under the Gangneung Group, and all the staff procedures must be complete. ”

Zhong Chuyan did not forget to show off her platform and identity, and seemed to forget that she was just the personnel manager of a small sales department of Jiangling Group.

Prison painting doesn't know Zhong Chuyan's thoughts. She was completely immersed in the joy of finding a job, and happily followed Zhong Chuhong to go through the formalities. Little did she know that in the near future, this seemingly ordinary job would lead her to a whole new world.