Chapter 448: This is not a temple, the whole company is ready to make a big difference
The Big Buddha Temple is a small remote temple that even the locals have never heard of.
It is located in the ravine of the county seat below Hangzhou.
There were about a dozen monks inside, and the abbot's name was Hui Bing, who was sixty-five years old this year.
From the last century to the present, the temple has been living on the relevant grants.
Until July last year, the Big Buddha Temple suddenly caught fire.
The fire was silent, and the pilgrims became endless from a few people in the past.
It is said that the Great Buddha drove the temple, and the incense inside suddenly became effective.
Whether it's asking for marriage or asking for children.
Or get promoted and get rich and hang her husband on the wall.
Anyway, if you have something to ask for, enter and burn three incense sticks, and you will be able to achieve it immediately.
Corresponds to it.
In various parts of the province, the number of reports of supernatural content continues to increase.
Because of the dispersion of the people who reported the crimes, and the theory of gods and ghosts involved, many cases gradually became headless cases.
With the task force using big data and IoT systems for analysis aggregation.
These informants themselves, or relatives or friends.
All have the experience of going to the Big Buddha Temple.
In accordance with the habit of investigating cases in the past, Li Changjun first sent people into the internal investigation and platoon.
Dispatched personnel to enter the Big Buddha Temple to investigate intelligence in the capacity of firefighting, industry and commerce, health, firefighting, public security, culture, tourism and other departments.
According to the feedback of the team members, the fifteen monks in the Big Buddha Temple seem to have no problems.
After discussing with several seniors, Li Changjun thought that it was likely to be in the wrong direction.
The problem is not the Big Buddha Temple, but the pilgrims who come and go.
The hundreds of people who had the accident were all related to the Big Buddha Temple.
It is very likely that among the other pilgrims, there are left sorcerers with impure purposes or demon monks.
Therefore, Li Changjun adopted the old method of squatting.
"Boom ......"
A speeding off-road vehicle rumbled over.
Li Changjun said angrily: "This rabbit cub, since he has an independent car, he has driven this car as a racing car." ”
"Every few days, I have to go to the traffic police to get him."
Perhaps seeing the unhappy expression on Li Changjun's face, the speed of the off-road vehicle slowed down a lot.
The car stopped, and Pang Guang, wearing long boots, jeans, leather jacket and sunglasses, got out of the car in full style.
"Dr. Chen, long time no see."
Pang Guang pressed the two fingers of his right hand on his temples and made a quick stroke.
Chen Yu smiled and commented: "Yes, it's a bit of a drag racing family." ”
"Ugh."
Looking at Pang Guang's hanging, Li Changjun sighed helplessly.
It's not easy to learn well, and it's hard to learn badly.
Pang Guang is the best example.
A few months ago, Pang Guang was a simple country boy.
Let you do what you do, drive steadily, and rush to the head when you encounter things.
Now it's drag racing, smoking, and talking nonsense.
"The midnight No. 10 bus incident, as well as the ghost car incident on Panshan Road, you let it go first."
"I'll accompany Dr. Chen to the Big Buddha Temple for a while."
"Remember, stop racing."
"The funds in the group are not for you to pay a fine, and my old face is not your exemption permit."
Li Changjun glared at Pang Guang and issued an ultimatum.
If he wastes again, call his parents.
The old couple are both elders who invited magicians, and when they learned that their son had eaten public food, they excitedly came to the door to thank them in person.
There is a special set of lessons for the son.
"Don't, don't, don't call my parents, I promise not to waste."
When I thought of my father and mother, I invited God to go up and combine the power of doubles.
Pang Guang suddenly shuddered.
"We're leaving."
Chen Yu broke the siege in a timely manner, so that Pang Guang did not continue to receive ideological education.
The Big Buddha Temple is about 200 kilometers away from the downtown area of Hangcheng.
When the two arrived, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
Before the squatting personnel evacuated, they passed today's information to Pang Guang in advance.
"Dr. Chen, shall we just buy a ticket to enter, or will we sneak in in the middle of the night?"
Pang Guang parked the off-road vehicle and looked eager to try.
Chen Yu said, "Follow me." ”
After speaking, Chen Yu walked to the side of the Big Buddha Temple.
Along the temple wall, the two walked forward for about five minutes.
After a while, the two came to the back of the Big Buddha Temple.
The above line of words, employee channel.
Pang Guang joked: "A good employee channel, there are employees, there must also be a personnel department, a finance department, right?" ”
Chen Yu smiled: "There really is." ”
The voice fell, and Chen Yu raised his hand and knocked on the back door.
"Tourists go through the front door, but the back door doesn't open."
After a few knocks, the back door was opened, and a middle-aged monk reminded him with a bad face.
Chen Yu said: "Hello, I am here to apply. ”
As soon as these words came out, Pang Guang chuckled in his heart.
Chen Yu is also too ruthless.
In order to go in and investigate the intelligence, he even had to be ordained.
Touching the long hair that had begun to gradually flow, Pang Guang secretly complained.
"Apply?"
The middle-aged monk looked Chen Yu up and down and said, "What position are you applying for?" ”
"Infrastructure Engineer."
"What academic qualifications? What major? Is there a certificate? ”
"Department of Architecture, Hangcheng University, bachelor's degree, with second-level construction engineer qualification certificate."
"Yes, young and promising."
Seeing Chen Yu's answer, a smile appeared on the middle-aged monk's face.
Is this a temple, or a construction site?
The experience of moving bricks in the past resurfaced in Pang Guang's mind.
Big brother, you are a temple, and you should be recruiting monks!!
What the hell is an architect?
The middle-aged monk said again: "What is your personal evaluation?" ”
Chen Yu said: "Have good personnel coordination and common ability, be good at official document writing, have the courage to take responsibility, and be cautious and careful. ”
"Come in and fill out a form, and the abbot will come over to interview you later."
The middle-aged monk opened the back door and motioned for the two to go with him to a small room not far away.
Chen Yu took two slow steps and handed the phone to Pang Guang.
Looking at the content above, Pang Guang was directly stunned.
The mobile screen interface is a job site.
There are a few big words written on it, such as the Big Buddha Temple, recruitment, etc.
The working hours are 9 in the morning and 6 in the evening, the salary is good, and the work is full of food and accommodation.
There are no KPIs for attendance.
No~inner~ volume!
Recruitment of senior positions: construction engineer, Buddha salesman, personnel manager, financial manager, project planning manager, new media operation manager.
“???”
Pang Guang felt that he was wrong.
This Nima is not a construction site, the whole company is ready to make a big difference.
A big Buddha temple with only fifteen monks actually wants to recruit fifty Buddha salesmen.
"By the way, what position is he applying for?"
The middle-aged monk suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Pang Guang.
Chen Yu said with a strange expression: "Don't hide this master, he is my younger brother." ”
"My brother has an impulsive personality and is black, and whoever treats him well, he will hear about it."
"I once played a dozen or five for a friend, and I seriously injured all of them, and I only released them recently."
"I'm afraid that he won't learn well, so I'll take him with me wherever I go to prevent him from continuing to fight with people."
"Oh, yes, with one dozen and five don't fall behind, talent, talent."
The middle-aged monk's eyes glowed, as if he had seen a rare treasure.
"I think with Brother Ling's talent, he can serve as the abbot's personal bodyguard."
(End of chapter)