Rescue Little White Flower

The resume was sent out, and the rest was waiting anxiously.

Shen Qingwei squeezed the phone and looked down every two minutes to see if there was an email notification or to confirm that the volume of the phone was normal, and she would not miss emails or phone messages due to silence.

Time passed by every minute.

Mother Shen went out after lunch. She is now doing part-time jobs. She has to go to several homes to clean up a day. She has to hurry up. After she leaves, only Shen Qingwei staying in her room is left at home.

After another disappointment, Shen Qingwei squeezed the phone and fell on the bed slumped.

Generally, if you send your resume, if you are lucky, you can receive a reply within an hour, but if you are not lucky, it is normal that you have not been seen by HR for a few days.

After paralyzing for a while, the mobile phone in her hand looked like a stone, and there was no movement at all. She turned over and got up from the bed, and reopened the laptop with the lid closed.

"Zhao... Star... Moon."

Typed out Zhao Xingyue's name in the search bar word by word, and slapped the Enter key. In less than a second, several links related to Zhao Xingyue were refreshed on the web page.

How good can a person be?

After graduating from the top majors of the world’s top universities, she was invited back to school to speak in the name of an outstanding alumni in less than three years. There is also a special showroom in the school history museum to display the awards she received during her university. And certificates.

After carefully reading Zhao Xingyue's resume from beginning to end, Shen Qingwei instantly felt that, compared with the other party, she, an excellent graduate of S, is too small.

She found a video of Zhao Xingyue returning to her alma mater to give a speech. The website showed that the video had been played tens of millions of times. In the comment area, apart from watching thoughts, the rest are almost all the comments that have been read back many times.

Shen Qingwei turned two pages and found the person who claimed to have viewed it the most times. He watched it two hundred and three times a week. It has been watching this video almost since it was put online.

Zhao Xingyue in the video is younger than now, with a little baby fat on her face, round and big eyes, and full of youthful vigor when she speaks.

Shen Qingwei remembered that the information she saw said that Zhao Xingyue was studying at a very young age and had been skipping grades. She was less than 20 years old when she graduated. Then she should be only 20 years old in the video of her return to school after three years. about.

Shen Qingwei looked at the woman about her age in the video—

She is so heroic and vigorous, as if all the difficulties and obstacles are just stepping stones destined to be crushed by her high heels in front of her.

Shen Qingwei's heart is rippling when watching this video.

There are many excellent women in S University. Her senior sisters, teachers, and even classmates have never lacked excellent people, but there has never been one, like Zhao Xingyue, that made her yearn for her from the bottom of her heart.

I want to be someone like her, I want to stand by her side and stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

Suddenly, the phone rang quietly and dumbly.

Shen Qingwei hurriedly buckled the computer, put the phone to her ear, and said cautiously: "Hey..."

"Hello, this is XX insurance—"

Snapped.

Shen Qingwei pressed the hang-up button fiercely, with a depressed expression on her face.

Waste her expression!

Zhao Xingyue, who happened to see this scene, barely squirted the coffee out of her mouth.

As long as she wanted, she could hear Shen Qingwei's voice, even the voice on the phone, so she, like Shen Qingwei, heard the beginning of the promotion that was only half-talked about.

Of course she knows why Shen Qingwei was so excited when she answered the phone, and she also understands her current loss, but Zhao, as a company with strict constitutions, has a set of fixed procedures for resume screening and notification, not because of a sentence from the president. Words open the door to convenience.

What's more, although she agreed to let Shen Qingwei join the company, she never promised her what department she would join.

Those who can get a good position will get it. If Shen Qingwei has the ability and can be liked by the interviewer, she will naturally get a position and salary that match her ability. A place for idlers.

Although Shen Qingwei was greatly disappointed by the sudden insurance sales call, it was not completely unprofitable. At least after she hung up the phone, she found that her nervousness had calmed down a lot. When the real notification call came over At that time, she could already take two deep breaths calmly, and then press the answer button.

"Hello, this is the Zhao Group..."

Zhao Xingyue held his chin and watched a telephone interview.

Shen Qingwei's performance is much better than she thought. Although her personality is weaker, her professional ability is indeed good. At least she has a solid study of things in the books. It can be seen that her learning ability is very strong and hard.

The interviewer on the phone was obviously very satisfied with her, and got an explanation from her boss, and immediately set an interview time for the next day.

"Is it nine o'clock? Okay, okay, no problem, I must be there, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingwei let out a long sigh, the smile on her face couldn't stop, she fell back on the bed, feeling an unprecedented sense of happiness and satisfaction.

How should I put it, this feeling is even better than the first time she received an interview call from the Zhou Group!

I can go to Zhao’s tomorrow. I don’t know if I can see Zhao Xingyue, or if Zhao Xingyue remembers her. She is so busy, maybe I have forgotten... No, no, no, when she searched for Zhao Xingyue just now , I searched out a Weibo. It was the employee of Zhao's who lamented that he had only met Mr. Zhao at the staff meeting, and the other party was able to call out his name in one go.

Zhao Xingyue's memory is so good, it is impossible to forget her.

Thinking of Zhao Xingyue still remembering herself, Shen Qingwei's heart bubbled sweetly again. She pulled the quilt and covered her face. After rolling for a few laps, she let out a giggle in the quilt.

It's just an interview call. I haven't decided whether I can officially join the job, and I can be so happy?

Zhao Xingyue felt that Shen Qingwei's excitement threshold was really too low.

But it's interesting.

She thought that perhaps it was precisely because Shen Qingwei had such a character, so even though she suffered so much after meeting Zhou Yongjia, she did not turn from resentment to hatred to ghost, staying in the world to retaliate against others, but with full of heart. With grievances and incomprehension, came to the underworld, wanting to get an answer.

Zhao Xingyue can't give her the answer, but it can give her a new life.

A life that fits her original fate without Zhou Yongjia.

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At almost eight o'clock, Mother Shen opened the door with the key.

Her eyes were full of exhaustion, but there was a smile on her face, "Xiao Wei, what do you think I brought you back?"

What Shen mother brought home was a charcoal-roasted pig's knuckle in a plastic bag. The quantity was small, only four or five yuan.

"Today I was eating late at Sister Liu’s house. I only started to eat when I arrived. She insisted on letting me eat with them. The trotters are leftover tonight. She let me finish the meal. I brought it back for you without eating."

It’s not the first time that Shen’s mother took the leftovers home from someone’s house. When she was a child, Shen Qingwei felt it was embarrassing. She didn’t have no food at home. Why did she have to take it from someone else’s house? Mother's hard work.

The leftovers Shen mother packed back from other people’s homes were based on their family’s conditions, and it was rare to eat the last delicious food in a month. Move all to Shen Qingwei.

When she was ignorant in the past, Shen Qingwei often disliked her, but she believed Mother Shen's words in her heart and ate everything she brought back, but now she doesn't believe her words.

It may be true that Shen's mother ate at the employer's house, but with her character, it would be nice to have two chopsticks, let alone eating meat.

She put the meat in the bag in a bowl, pressed Mother Shen to the table, added a bowl of cold rice left over at noon, soaked in some boiling water, and sat on the dinner table.

Shen Qingwei: "One piece per person, the feelings remain, this piece is for you, this piece belongs to me."

Mother Shen: "Oh, I have eaten them all."

Shen Qingwei is rascal to her mother, "You have to eat if you eat it. Anyway, if you don't eat it, I won't eat it. You can figure it out."

Mother Shen hesitated: "Then... Then I want this small piece?"

Shen Qingwei readily responded, "Success." Then she quickly clipped away two large but all-bone trotters.

After a beautiful dinner, Shen Qingwei fell asleep in anticipation of tomorrow.

People with expectations in their hearts always wake up earlier than others. When it's dark, Shen Qingwei crept out of bed.

The old house is not good at this point, the sound insulation effect is too poor, a little bit of movement, other people living under the same roof can hear it.

Shen's mother was getting old, sleeping lightly, and being sick again. The medicine she took all the year round also affected her sleep. She would not fall asleep easily when she woke up, but she had no energy for a day, so Shen Qingwei did not dare to wake her up at all.

With a decent light makeup, Shen Qingwei winked at the person in the mirror before standing up, turning around, and checking whether the clothes on her body are suitable.

When she was about to go out, her heart suddenly jumped quickly.

Regardless of what she was wearing high heels, Shen Qingwei ran to the balcony, took off the clothes that were on the hanger after washing clean last night, and rubbed it in her arms.

Zhao Xingyue, please bless her to pass this interview.

Zhao Xingyue, who was watching this scene, instantly looked like the surface of the water blown by the spring breeze, soft and unreasonable.

The author has something to say: I have no hobbies in my life,

In addition to writing novels, it is probably the number of bawang votes.

520, love you guys!

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Thanks to Dragon Ice's Mine x1

Thanks to Mr. Yu for the mine x1

Thanks to the landmine of the lonely layman x1

Thanks for the love of my life, but the mine that works overtime x1