Again from the interview company, Ling still couldn't help but smile.
She thought that she had been prepared psychologically. Even some company riders had no base salary at all, and she was willing to do it, but she was rejected by the other side.
Ling still saw that it was almost noon, so he found a small restaurant on the side of the road and ordered a 10 yuan noodle.
This is the cheapest noodles in the shop.
There is also an old TV set in the shop. At the moment, news is playing in the TV set. The news is a replay of yesterday. Ling still listened at random at the beginning, but when he heard the name of a familiar company, he suddenly looked up.
This is... The first time she interviewed the company where the rider worked and the head of that company. She called Yi Jinli and told him about her interview.
Before, Yi Jinli once said that he would remove the company's name.
But now... The news is striking that the company's current capital chain is broken. The company decided to cancel the money it had decided to invest. Since yesterday, many people who participated in the company's private fund-raising stopped at the company's door to ask for money.
That scene, judging from the pictures taken by the reporters on the news, is really a mess.
Ling is still watching, secretly shocked.
Is it made by Yi Jinli? Just a few days, you can make a promising enterprise such a mess?
If so, it can only be said that Yi Jin's wrist is really powerful, but if not, then... Is there really such a coincidence in the world?
Ling was still eating noodles, thinking, suddenly, she felt something holding her calf. When she looked down, she saw a little boy about 3 years old, dressed in some dirty old clothes, but she was a very beautiful child, with delicate facial features, white and tender skin, and the baby's unique protruding palm meat. It seemed that people could not help but want to pinch it.
At this moment, the little guy's black and round eyes looked at her straightly.
Ling still looked at the little boy strangely, and then looked around. At this moment, because it was lunch time, there were several tables around. For a while, he didn't know which table the child came from.
She picked up the child, only to find that the little boy's eyes had been fixed on the face in front of her.
"Why, would you like some noodles?" She asked.
But the little boy didn't seem to respond. He didn't pay attention to her at all. He still stared at the bowl of noodles.
Does the child like noodles? Ling still doesn't mind ordering a bowl of noodles for the little boy, but the priority is to find the child's family first.
Just when she wanted to ask about it four times, a simple dressed woman, Mo about 30, had rushed to her and apologized with a face, "I'm sorry, my son bothered you, but I didn't see her, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
women apologized repeatedly.
Ling still recognized that this woman was the one who was collecting money at the cashier's note when she ordered to meet just now.
She just heard that the guy at the end called her boss's mother. Unexpectedly, she was the little boy's mother.