The two of them were not slaughtered much, and after the goddess burned the paper for us, she sold us the small peach beads for two dollars each. Who would have thought that fat people have been wearing it until now.

I took a sip of beer and asked the fat man if this thing worked, and the fat man was noncommittal, saying that he was not allowed to bring such trinkets in the army, and as for warding off evil spirits or something, he didn't believe in evil in the first place. It's just that I've been wearing it for a long time, and I'm all covered with pulp, so I can't bear to throw it away and wear it again.

The fat man stayed in my rented house for two days. I was staying with the landlord, and the fat man thought the landlord was looking at him unfriendly, so he stayed in a small hotel at a nearby university for another day. It wasn't until Saturday when I was off that the fat man took out his resume and asked me to "polish it".

I deleted useless nonsense such as "respected leader" and added some introduction to his own abilities.

At three o'clock on Saturday afternoon, we waited downstairs on time for the interview notice according to the requirements of the fat man's job search company.

The fat man interviewed for a large freight company, and the owner of the company wanted to find a person who was a part-time bodyguard with a driver. The fat man's business ability in the army is first-class, and we are full of confidence in this interview.

We stood downstairs for a full hour before we received a text message telling us to go upstairs. We first docked with the boss's secretary, and then waited in an office for more than ten minutes before the secretary came over and asked the fat man to go directly to the boss.

I definitely didn't have a good time going into my boss's office, so I just waited outside.

At this time, I saw the secretary leading a woman from afar, with a long body and a handsome eyebrow, who was not Zheng Wenwen.

Coincidentally, I hurriedly stood up to greet her and asked, "Do you work here now?"

I didn't chat with her much on WeChat during this time, and I was a little embarrassed to see her suddenly.

Zheng Wenwen didn't look like a wave, and said: No, I often come to tell the boss of this company.

Wealthy businessmen and celebrities love math predictions, after all, many of them do not rely on hard work and talent to earn their family business, some of them rely on the general trend of reform and opening up, plus they are bolder, shit luck is better, and they accidentally become big money.

This kind of person feels that everything is due to luck, so he loves fortune-telling the most, and he also believes in fortune-telling the most.

It seems that Zheng Wenwen, the little goddess, has obtained the true inheritance of her distant second grandmother, and her reputation in this film has been hit.

Zheng Wenwen said on the contrary that her second grandmother actually didn't know anything. At most, I know a little bit of Yili, but I guess I can't even understand the meaning of the image.

I see Zheng Wenwen smiling, it's really indescribably charming. I regretted that I had snubbed her in the past few days, so I invited her to have a barbecue with me tomorrow.

Zheng Wenwen said that she was busy, so I said that it would be next week, and she said that she would be busy next week, and I would talk about it when I had a chance in the future.

I don't think it's going to be a big deal. I felt even more remorseful in my heart.

At this time, the fat man walked out of the boss's office with a proud face. Seeing me talking to Zheng Wenwen, I hurriedly asked who this was.

I was at a loss, and Zheng Wenwen bluntly said that I was the person her second grandmother introduced to the blind date.

The fat man squeezed his eyebrows at me, and said to Zheng Wenwen: It turned out to be a future brother and sister, disrespectful and disrespectful.

I hurriedly said: Fat man, don't talk nonsense, we are friends.

At this time, the secretary asked Zheng Wenwen to go into the office, and I said goodbye to the fat man and Zheng Wenwen, and went downstairs to find a place to eat.

We sat down at a pot sticker shop not far away, and the owner served us two bowls of millet porridge and went to fry the pot stickers.

I asked the fat man how the interview was, and the fat man patted his chest and said that there was no problem at all, and he would come to work next Monday, with a monthly salary of 3,000 and five insurances and one housing fund.

Before I could say congratulations, my phone rang. I picked up my phone and saw that it was Zheng Wenwen calling.

I was secretly happy and connected the phone, but there was a noise inside, a bit like a fight, and a few words of help!