Chapter 113

"Oh! Do you want to do that? " The song city is crying.

"I'll satisfy you, of course." But Xinyue is laughing with schadenfreude.

"Did you just hear that? I got a job Song Qingcheng is still excited and doesn't know how to express his excited and excited mood.

"Yes, and it's a special call for you." Xinyue was like a child when she saw her like that.

"Flower shop is my favorite industry since I was a child. I didn't expect to realize my childhood wish today. The key is that his salary is not bad. His apprentices can take two or three thousand one months, and they can get five thousand if they take up their posts. It's said that there are Commission and bonus, so it's not necessary to catch up with half the salary of white-collar workers. "

Song Qingcheng said more and more happily, thought more and more excited, as if he had already got so much money.

"Don't be happy too soon, the world is not so easy to make money." Xin Yue doesn't want to pour cold water on her, but some words should be made clear first.

"What can a florist do? Besides, I'll stick to it anyway. " Song Qingcheng also knows that money is hard to earn, but she is very confident in this job.

"I wish you all the best in your new job." Xin Yue took the tea cup on the table and touched it with her. Song Qingcheng also happily took the cup and touched it with her.

A face smile don't know how sweet, sweet is a bit intoxicating.

"By the way, would you like to come with me? It's a new store. It may take a lot of people. " Song Qingcheng asked her again.

"But I'm not interested in flowers." Xin Yue has a look of lack of interest.

"If you're not interested, make money. Maybe there are other things you can do." Song Qingcheng wanted to be together and take care of each other.

"Well, I'll go with you and have a look," he said Xin Yue also does not rule out money making jobs.

"Go, now." Song Qingcheng stood up and couldn't wait.

Two people directly from the downstairs bar to buy a single, and then take the car to get off near the school.

Just now, they were so excited that they forgot to ask for their specific address. They had to ask the owners of other shops on the side of the road.

It is said that the store was suddenly planned to expand yesterday morning and then reopened. No wonder some people don't know.

After Song Qingcheng and Xin Yue find the location, they directly explain their intention, and then someone leads them to the interview.

The interview went well and they were asked to come to work tomorrow.

Xinyue is not interested in flower arrangement, so she interviewed for packaging design. Both of them are satisfied.

They spent half an hour in the shop getting familiar with the environment. Later I learned that it was originally a small flower shop, not famous, and was preparing to transfer it.

Yesterday morning, someone turned down the florist directly, even the two empty storefronts next door. It took one day and one night to turn into such a large florist.

It can be seen that there are not many kinds of flowers in the shop. The decoration is very new and high-end.

When song Qingcheng and Xin Yue leave the florist, they discuss the situation of the florist as they walk.

"It's strange that such a big shop should have been ready for decoration and opening up for a long time, but why did it suddenly open overnight?" The more Xinyue thought about it, the more unreasonable she felt.

"Maybe they are in a hurry, or maybe they have been decorating secretly, and they want to give everyone a surprise." Song Qingcheng didn't think so much. She thought that her job was finally settled, and it was her favorite industry.

"Maybe you can think of such a wonderful flower." Xin Yue is not polite to hurt her.

"Why do you care so much? Anyway, we work for other people and they pay us. That's all. Nothing else is our business Song Qingcheng is very open-minded.

When it comes to her family or friends, she has to worry about them, but when it comes to things that have nothing to do with her, she will never bother.

……

On the other side.

Ji Zhengting leans on the sofa in the bedroom, raises his hand and pinches it between his eyebrows. Because I drank too much the night before, I still have a heavy head.

The mobile phone on the desk vibrates, and in the quiet bedroom, it seems very abrupt.

He took the cell phone and picked it up.

"How are things going?" He asked.

"President, Miss Song has come for an interview and is very satisfied with the job. She has already said that she will come to work after school tomorrow. With Miss Song, there is another classmate who is Miss Song. He also said that he would come to work. " A respectful report from the other party.

"Is there any flaw?"

"No, we only talked about temporary investment projects."

"I see. If you have anything, please report it at any time."

"Yes."

Ji Zhengting hung up the phone, his eyes fell into thinking.Maybe I had drunk too much yesterday, and my stomach felt uncomfortable all the time. Besides, I didn't clean my beard, so I looked a little haggard and my face was not very good.

It's funny to think about what you did last night.

In his eyes, song Qingcheng was just a child. He went to drink and get drunk because of her words and cold attitude yesterday.

What's more ridiculous is that only yesterday morning did he know that she likes flower arrangement, and he found all kinds of job search websites on his computer by accident. It seems that song Qingcheng used his own computer, and no one else dares to touch his things privately.

However, because of this, he asked people to pay a high price to fix the store near her school, and then found dozens of workers to fix the store overnight, in order to avoid her running around looking for a job.

Some things clearly know not to go to ask, but still can't control, stretched out a hand.

Ji Zhengting, this is not your usual style!

……

Before dinner, song Qingcheng went back to Ji's home happily. Entered the door, still humming a ditty, the mood can not say how good.

Ji Ling is lying on the sofa with a lot of snacks chasing TV series, which is the most common way she looks at home.

is not a snack chase, it's all about facial mask maintenance, nothing else.

Ji Ling's ears vaguely heard the voice outside the TV. She glanced sideways. When she saw song Qingcheng, her face sank. "Song Qingcheng, where have you been, so you come back?"

"I'm looking for a job." Song Qingcheng is in a good mood and tone.

Ji Ling got up from the sofa, glanced at her elated look, and sneered, "it seems that she has found it."

"Of course." Song Qingcheng is also proud.

"It can't be the shameful work of steam house and sauna?" Ji Ling is full of sarcasm.