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I didn't answer him right away, but looked around the office. It was a small office with a desk facing the door and a computer on the desk. The screen was so large that it almost blocked everyone's view. On one side of the desk was the studio, separated only by a wall, and on the other the back wall of the shop, the west wall, with a window above it, half-closed by curtains, and on the windowsill were pots of green plants, one of which was aloe, and the others I could not name.

Are you Mr. Cold Extraordinary?" I turned and looked at the man. He should be older than me, but not by much. This was somewhat out of my expectations. Since I was able to become the boss, I believed that I would be able to reach thirty to forty years of age at the very least. I had a certain level of experience and accumulation of experience. This person had a square face, also known as a square face, or the same word face. He was a little fat, and around his neck hung a piece of jade Guanyin. This is nothing special, because there's always been a story about men wearing Guanyin and women in China, but according to what I just saw, it obviously didn't have any effect. He wore a white shirt with a suit and trousers. Thus, from afar, he seemed very clean, revealing the temperament of a successful person. But when I got closer, I could see the problem with a closer look. Although he was wearing glasses, I could see through them that his eyes were empty and lifeless. Generally speaking, if the Inscriptions Hall was green in color, the Lord would be frightened, but if it was white, then the Lord would die, or the people around him would be in danger. However, his cyan and white color was hard to explain. Could it be that he had both? In this case, even though this person's temperament was extraordinary, he was unable to conceal his fatigue. His listless eyes indicated that this person's soul had still been in a state of flux.

When I looked at this man, he was looking at me, too, and seemed interested in me. He pointed to a stool in front of his desk and motioned for me to sit down.

"How should I address you, sir?" It was still the same duckling voice. After he said that, he hurriedly pinched his throat and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I've been on fire recently!" But I could see that the smile was forced, and with the lock on his forehead, I could tell he must have something on his mind.

Instead of sitting down, I went straight to the window, opened the curtain completely, and pushed open the window. The heat of the autumn day rushed in, along with the noise from outside.

I looked through the window and saw that there wasn't any gathering Yin energy here. How could so many demons and monsters barge in? It seems that this isn't the house. Since it is not the environmental factor here, it is clear that it is Boss Leng, Leng Wuqian. Even from my observation just now, I could tell that there is a problem with it.

He seemed baffled by my behavior. After all, a stranger had entered his room and opened the window without a word, and it was hard to accept looking at it.

I smiled and said, "Boss Leng, I was introduced by Xiao Yunyun. I want to find a job here!"

He was surprised for a moment and asked, "We didn't send any recruitment messages, nor did we mention that we would be recruiting. Who is Xiao Yunyun?" He pulled a tissue from the table and handed it to me. "Wipe the blood off your forehead," he said.

My heart skipped a beat, and I wanted to do something bad, not my head, because it didn't matter if I saw it too much, the important thing was that my job might go down the drain. I had thought that things would go smoothly, but he didn't plan on recruiting anyone at all. Sister Yun couldn't be messing with me, right? I took the paper and said wait, I'll make a call.

"I say, Xiao Manyun, big miss Xiao, little miss, are you f * cking free to make fun of me? I don't even know you, and they didn't even ask for you." I couldn't help but feel a little angry in my heart.

The other party chuckled. "You can just say that I'm Shui Qingling's friend. Also, I'm not asking you to work here. You have to watch out for Boss Leng!" With that, he hung up.

She told me to look at him. Why did she look at him? From the looks of it, Shui Qingling and Leng Wudi should be very familiar with each other. But why didn't she just say that she had been introduced by Shui Qingling and that she was even separated from Xiao Jianyun?

As soon as I told him about it, his face changed color, and he frowned violently, but that was only for a moment, and then he relaxed and pretended nothing had happened, but his face had not completely recovered its color, and I saw it happen.

He asked, "Are you very familiar with Shui Qingling?"

I hastily waved my hands and replied, "I'm not familiar with them. I've only met them once, and it's still night time!" Once I said it, I felt that it wasn't right, so I explained, "It wasn't at night, it was —" In fact, Shui Qingling and I were indeed at night, but it was inevitable that at night we wouldn't think of anything, but I didn't say anything more at night, so I hesitated, but in the end, my head grew hot and I blurted out, "It's — it's a very late night."

According to common sense, under these circumstances, many people would say that I was very familiar with her and would take the opportunity to build a closer relationship with her. However, Leng Wuzui's two changes in expression told me that he was worried, but was afraid of being discovered by me. Furthermore, when I mentioned Shui Qingling, if their relationship was very good, the first sentence he said would be that he would concern himself with his old friend. Therefore, this Shui Qingling is definitely a sensitive person and it's best that I don't touch her.

"Alright, alright, alright. It's alright." "Since she asked you to come, then I have no reason to stay more than a thousand miles away. "You know we do computer maintenance, but do you know anything about it?"

Actually, he was asking this question. My university doesn't study computers, but because of my hobbies, I have studied this field before. I can solve most of the problems. So when Xiao Jianyun told me about this job, I happily agreed.

"I do know a bit about it. You can test me however you want." "No," I said.

"So confident?" Leng Wuzui lowered his head and thought, probably thinking where did I get the courage to do so. Then, he smiled and said, "Alright, I believe you. If I don't test your ability to solve problems, I'll test your hand control ability. I'm going to get a computer, and I'm going to test your speed of disassembling machines. " After which, he turned around and walked out.

I turned to the desk and looked at the screen. There was only one page on the screen, and it said, "Code for the Prevention of Phantom Exorcism."

I thought it was going to be a hell of a lot of work, but I had to get the work done first, so I put those things off for the time being. So I pulled out the cruciform key, unplugged the power supply, opened the crate, took out the hard disk and memory banks, took down the CPU and power supply, and so on, and put them all away. Since the motherboard is screwed so tightly to the box that my keys are almost worn out, I can't take them off. I went to the window and waited for him to come back.

Not long after, I heard the sound of cold footsteps. I turned around and saw him standing at the door with an old mainframe in his hand, staring blankly at the spare parts on his desk. You — you did it? "

I didn't say anything as I reassembled the components in front of him. I paid special attention to the wiring inside the box. Although the wiring was not a big problem, it still reflected the skill of an assembler. He plugged in the phone, opened the browser, and entered the address he had just entered. The whole action was so smooth that even I couldn't help but admire myself.

At this moment, Boss Leng spoke up, "You're the fastest person I've ever seen in my shop. I'll take your employee!" Then he sat down, looked at me, and said, "What are the salary requirements?"

I smiled and said, "I don't have any requirements. As long as you manage it, you can pay me half a month's salary in advance. As for the rest, you can pay me!" Because I was thinking it was really inconvenient to live with Xiao Manyun and the rest, and I couldn't go back to Lu Siran's place, so I decided to find a place to stay myself. I was afraid he would refuse, so I added, "I can start now."

Leng Wuzui smiled as he opened the drawer and took out a stack of bills, "Here is a thousand dollars, you can use it first. However, I can't immediately solve the housing problem for you right now, so I'll think of a way. As for the salary, I won't treat you unfairly, and I can't tell you the exact number either.

"I understand, look!" I took the ticket. I didn't think he trusted me so much. Then he called in the girl at the cash register and said a few words, nothing more than to have someone else take care of me so I could get started as soon as possible, and finally he took out three hundred dollars and handed it to her so we could have a meal together and let us go out.

I couldn't help but feel joy in my heart. I didn't expect this Boss Leng to be so generous and not sign the contract with me. Aren't you afraid that I'll run away? However, thinking about giving up on the job for the sake of One Thousand Yuan was a little too shortsighted. Alright, now that the work is finally done, it's still a job that I like. As I hold the thousand yuan in my hand, I feel an indescribable excitement in my heart.

The girl looked at me and said, "Don't be happy too early, the boss is really good, but if you have any problems, the punishment will be very severe!"

I said it's okay, it's okay, I won't make a mistake!

This girl was called Li Xin Xin, she wasn't tall, and couldn't be considered very beautiful, but she definitely wasn't ugly. She wasn't very old, and her body had just developed. I think she's in her early twenties at most, so she looks very pure and young! I always thought she'd grow up to be better, but it wasn't the right time.

He assigned me to the studio in the north, to the studio on the right, with three other people with me. One of them was older, thirty-five years old and very fat. Everyone called him Uncle Fatty, and he was the person in charge of this group. The other two were young. One of them was about my age, called Dazhi, and the other was much younger. He looked like a gangster and was very thin. It was said that this man was very clever, but he did things in a careless manner. He had been criticized a lot, but he had always been able to stay. It was truly puzzling. Everyone called him Little Ma Ha.