"Who is playing a piece of dongfengpo with pipa, and the years are peeling off on the wall. When I was a child..."

Gentle, moving and poetic.

When the metaphorical mobile phone rings the bell of this elegant "Dongfeng Po", Ji Weiyan first opens his eyes, "your

Yuse's mobile phone ringtone has always been huantuo's style. Suddenly it's lyrical. Does Ji Weiyan think that she's taking someone else's mobile phone by mistake?

It's not like her style.

"Mine, give it to me quickly." Yu se just moved for a while, then he gave a light "hiss" and pulled his leg.

"Oh, yes." Ji Weiyan's long arm stretched out and took the yuse bag. When he opened it, his mobile phone was still humming Jay Chou's classic old song.

"Hello, I'm Yu se." I just opened my eyes, but when I answered the phone, the metaphor changed into a person in the blink of an eye, with a clear, clean and pleasant voice.

Hello, Miss Yu. We have received your resume. Is it convenient for you to come to our company for an interview at 9:30 a.m

"Convenient, very convenient. Thank you. I'll be there." Look at the time askew. The metaphor is calculating how much time there is till half past nine.

"Which company, where." Seeing that yuse is about to hang up excitedly, Ji Weiyan hurriedly sticks her ear to remind her that yuse wakes up and asks in a hurry.

Hang up the phone, Yu se put his arms around Ji Weiyan, "ah ran, someone came to me for an interview. Hehe, although I'm just a small employee, I'm very happy. Do you think I'll succeed?"

"Yes, don't worry. Get up and I'll take you there."

"Yeah, good." Yu se twisted Xiao Manyao excitedly, and then it started.

Last night, two people quarreled, and they went to bed late. Look, it's eight o'clock. She has to go to the interview when she's ready.

When I came out from my family, Ji Weiyan carried her all the way. She refused to let her go, but he didn't listen to her at all, so he came to the bus station directly. After all, some passers-by whistled at them. She felt very shameful. She just had a bruise on her leg and didn't hurt her bone. But Ji Weiyan just didn't allow her to walk. She was so sad There's no way.

On the bus, although slightly missed some early peak time, there were still a lot of people on the bus. Ji Weiyan swept the car, there were a lot of people, there was no empty seat, thinking about Yu SE's leg, he pulled her and leaned on him, "don't move, darling." And he is a person supporting the weight of two people, one arm firmly grasp the handle on the car, at the same time, the other arm tightly ring metaphor, for fear that she will fall down.

There are a lot of people, but Yu se is surrounded by him in a small world. She leans comfortably against him, but she still doesn't have enough sleep. "Ah ran, can I sleep a little longer?" When she answered the phone, her spirit had long been gone. In front of others, she would pretend, but in front of ah ran, she didn't want to pretend at all.

He's seen her drooling when she sleeps. Is there anything uglier than that?

Yu se is shameless. He closes his eyes and yawns before he answers.

One hour's drive, Yu se sleeps, and Ji Weiyan silently guards her. Yu se is really a big girl. When she is really sleepy, she can also fall asleep by standing close to her, which makes him really speechless, as if she didn't sleep last night.

But he heard her sound of deep sleep.

"Piggy." There were fewer people and a seat. He hugged her and sat down. She was still sleeping. It was more comfortable than sleeping in her own bed. There was a smile on her lips.

"You're a pig." Don't want to, she can also hear when she is asleep, and not only can she hear it, but she also answers this sentence. Ji Weiyan has a feeling that the metaphor is really a wonderful flower among the wonderful flowers. It's so powerful.

The car drove all the way to the company yuse wanted to interview. After passing by, Ji Weiyan saw a police station and secretly wrote down that when she was interviewing, he would go to the police station to take a chance. Even if he was really the boss or member of the gang before, he would recognize it. If he was caught, he would only let him know his real identity.

Nothing is more important than this.

Soon to, Ji Weiyan light pinch pinch also sleep sweet metaphor, "wake up, to, you don't wake up again don't have to interview."

He said "interview", Yu Seton when excited lattice once sat up straight body, "arrived?"

"Soon, the next stop is."

"Oh, what are you doing with me? I'll sit by myself." Anxious to get up from his arms, Yu se was embarrassed. It was on the bus. Many people were looking at them. She must be ugly when she just fell asleep.

"Good." Ji Weiyan smile, then gently moved her body to the side of the empty seat, "careful legs."

"I see." Yu SE's face is more red. She wants to find a crack in the ground. Recently, she is used to finding a crack in the ground.

"Little girl, it's very kind of your boyfriend to protect you all the way. You are so happy."

"Yes, women are most afraid of marrying the wrong man. It's a blessing for you to have such a boyfriend in your last life."Most of the passengers on the bus were bored and began to make fun of her. Anyway, that's what she thought.

"He's not my man..."

"Yu se, it's time to get off the bus." Yu se just wants to clarify to the people around her that she has nothing to do with a ran, but he doesn't want to be interrupted by a ran. As soon as he bends over, he forcibly picks her up and drowns her words.

He hugged her like this. The more she explained, the more she described it. Anyway, I didn't know her. I just let these strangers say it casually.

Ji Weiyan took her out of the car. In front of her, it was the building of the company she was going to interview. It was a 56 floor building. "What a big company, a ran. If my sister works, I will support you in the future." Metaphor color a pat chest, heroic thousands of road.

Ji Weiyan chuckles, "you are younger than me."

Yu sexiaozui said, "you don't like to be my brother, so I have to be your sister."

"If you don't want to be a brother, you can do something else. Well, go to the interview quickly. It's time. I'll go to the police station. If you come out early, you'll wait for me in the grass over there."

"Do you know where the police station is?" After asking, Yu se wants to bite his tongue again, "did you see it when I was in the car?"

"Well, I see. Well, go quickly. If I'm late, the success rate of the interview will be zero. If I'm the president of the company, I will never use a person who will be late for the interview."

"Yes, I'm going." Yu se turns around and goes into the building. His face is full of expectation and hope.

"Metaphor, come on." A Ran's voice came from behind. It was like a cardiotonic, which made Yu Seton more confident. She would do it.

After entering the hall on the first floor, under the guidance of the front desk lady, Yu se soon arrived at the interview hall on the eighth floor.

There are so many people that she can't even count them.

But that's not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that none of the women who came for the interview were not dressed up.

The most beautiful skirt and the most exquisite makeup are her jeans and a white shirt. As for her face, she doesn't use any cosmetics. She thinks it's too expensive to use them, so she never uses them.

"You Come here Yu se is looking around. I don't know how to do it. At the interview, a staff member of our company waved to her in front of a table outside an office.

Yu se walked over quickly and said politely, "hello."

"What's your name?" The woman disdained of swept her one eye, routine of ask a way.

"Metaphor."

"Which position to interview?"

"I I Any position will do She recently submitted so many resumes that she can't remember whether she had invested in this company. As for the position, it's even more impossible to remember.

"Our company is still recruiting department managers. Do you want to interview this one?" The woman sneered, "virtue."

"Ha ha, with her, I don't think the staff are necessarily competent."

"How do you know? You don't know what I can do Yu se is annoyed. Although she doesn't have working experience in such a big company, she is willing to bear hardships and love learning. For example, the work of nursing worker, which she learned temporarily in the hospital, can not only feed the unconscious patients, but also change the basic work of nurses such as infusion and injection. She often shares the worries for Meng Xiaofan and Wang Dan.

"What's your education? Undergraduate or graduate A woman dressed in fancy clothes looked at her with a smile.

"First of all, what's your degree?" Metaphor is not impatient, calmly back to the past, can't be angry, can't have no interview to be pressed down, then, she can only be eliminated.

"Master."

"I'm a doctor."

"I'm a graduate student."

The metaphor is silent.

She is a junior college student.

Compared with these women, she has been pressed down in her education. She can't compare with them. It seems that her interview is hopeless.

In fact, when she was admitted to the University, she was also admitted, but she had no money to study. The college she went to later exempted all her tuition and miscellaneous fees, so she chose a college. After four years of study, she earned all her food and clothing by working and studying.

Forget it, she won't argue with them. She just needs to be a little clerk.

"Yu se, you are a junior college student." The woman finally found her interview materials and read them out loud.

Yuse gritted his teeth, "yes, I am a junior college."

"Can you type?"

"Yes."

"OK, the Ministry of international trade is short of a Chinese and English entry clerk. If you are willing, you can try this position for two days. If you are not willing, you can..." The woman shows her hand, which means that if she wants to, she will. If she doesn't want to, the work of this company will not be with her.

"Ha ha, I can only be a typist."

"That's not bad. Maybe we can become the manager of our company in the future."The more she listens, the bigger her head is. She really wants to cover her ears.

She would rather say that I will not do the work.

However, the most clamorous image in her mind is that she has been looking for a few days to work.

Finally, she whispered, "OK, I'll do it."