Chapter 17

Du Manning picked an eyebrow and looked at her puzzledly. She took out a document from her bag and spread it in front of her and said, "come on, have a look! Fifty thousand a month, Secretary to the president

"I Can you do it? " Du Manning hesitated, but he had opened the document in his hand. Ling Xiruo patted his chest with a smile and said, "OK! Why not? Are you a fake when you are my personnel manager? "

"Don't shoot, or you'll catch up with the airport."

"Screw you!" Ling Xi Ruo laughed and scolded, but she put her hand down, but her face was still proud: "I dare not say anything else. It's OK to get you into the company. The secretary is picked by the president's fiancee. I help to monitor the playful president every day. She will surely give me this kind of affection. It's just that there must be a lot of applicants. Everyone knows that it's a fat job to work in Nangong group. I'm afraid it's a bit difficult! But don't worry too much. Even if you can't apply, you can be my assistant. Haha, the salary is less than 8000 yuan! "

"Is this the condition for application?" Du Manning looked at those conditions with doubts and said: "first, you should be over 1.65 meters tall, well-balanced, fair skin, beautiful facial features and good quality? Second, be good at drinking, fluent in Chinese and English, and keep company with the drinkers? Isn't it your president who's looking for a lover? "

"Cut!" Ling Xi if white, Du manning a way: "our president never lack of women, then again, our president to find a lover, accompany night price is more than this number, you put 120 heart."

Du Manning received the documents in her own bag. She really needed the job and refused to go to school in the morning. This has always been her heart disease. She wanted to make enough money to send her two children to the best school.

"Do you work overtime in the evening?"

"Usually not. Overtime is three times the salary."

"Well, thank you! When do you go for an interview? "

"Tomorrow is Monday, just tomorrow. You must come at nine o'clock in the morning. I'll help you with your induction report. You can come directly to the personnel department to find me!"

"OK!"

"That's settled. I have an appointment later. I'll go first." Picked up the handbag, Ling Xi if cut hair, Du Manning looked nervous, curious way: "boyfriend?"

"Secret! Hum Make a face at Du Manning, Ling Xi if just float away, Du Manning can't help but smile, watching her figure disappear in the door, not seen for many years, her personality is still like yesterday!

"Waiter, help me pack these snacks!" Thinking about her family's baby, Du Manning is more eager to return home. She has been doing several jobs, and she never has time to accompany her children. She decided to take her brother and sister out to the park today.

"Morning, dream! Mommy's back. " He opened the door and yelled at the room.

From the room came a childish voice: "the food is in the pot!"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Well!"

"Where's my sister?"

"Help at Grandma's Florist hasn't come back yet."

"Wow, son, you've finished all those sketches yesterday?" Looking at the pile of portraits in disbelief, I totally admire the genius of her baby son. Although she is setting up a stall to sketch portraits in the night market, it is her gifted son who has finished the portraits.

When he set up a stall, he stood behind him to take care of the chores. He had beautiful facial features and creamy crystal skin. At a young age, he had the ability to never forget. He only had to stand in front of the stall for three minutes, and then he didn't have to be a model. He could come to pick up the paintings tomorrow. The paintings didn't look like he didn't charge money. He didn't want to charge money!

At the beginning, she blamed him for ruining her business, but he was very determined. It was from that moment that she knew what an excellent son she had. At the age of six, he has an amazing talent for painting. His facial features and verve in Figure sketching are even better than her.

It's just that everything is good, but I'm too proud. I entered the kindergarten at the age of three and studied for two years. Later, I don't know why the teacher couldn't decide him and dropped him out of school. Du Manning still remembers the teacher's words: "I'm sorry, you are a child, we can't teach you."

Why can't a child be taught?