He wags his tail when he sees me

When I graduated from university, because of professional problems, I ran into walls with that resume.

Some of the other students retreated and then went to work as various designers, including the post-production stage of webpage photo studio advertising, everything that one expects to find.

Jiang Che is even more formidable. His actions have surpassed Jiang Junchen's imagination. He directly borrowed a lot of money and wanted to get some business opportunities in the mixed society. However, Jiang Che cannot be blamed for this. It is not because he is not capable enough that he found another way, but because he can no longer do what he likes. That's all.

Many times there is a lot of helplessness.

Jiang Junchen didn't choose to follow the crowd, but went to pick up some casual workers while looking for a job. Each order was a few hundred more, and a few dozen less, barely enough to fill his stomach.

Except for the designers of those high-end companies, Jiang Junchen has not thought about anything else. People who like to do things tend to look far ahead before taking action, thinking that once they do it, they will be successful. Jiang Junchen also No exception, he also thought this way before looking for a job, thinking that one day, he would be like those famous people who have gone down in history, with countless great achievements and the admiration of thousands of people.

Later, Jiang Junchen didn't think so. Before he really entered the society, the sharp edges of the society had already polished his edges and corners neatly, without any slippage.

Ever since he first entered university, he had already started thinking about what kind of work he could do in the future, but he hadn't figured this out until he graduated.

After being dazed for a long time, with that thin resume, he was immediately submerged in the crowd.

Among those people, some of them are mediocre, and some are above mediocrity.

Jiang Junchen never thought that on a gloomy afternoon, he would meet the restless Ran Wenrui in a talent market that was almost turning into a dump.

He seemed to be talking on the phone with a woman, because his unconventional dress and extraordinary beauty stood out among the crowd.

With his impatient tone and vivid expression, Jiang Junchen, who was in control of the face, fell into a certain sense in an instant.

That was the first time Jiang Junchen met Ran Wenrui unilaterally, and the second meeting was still in this place.

Jiang Junchen originally wanted to try this one last time, if he couldn't find something he was satisfied with, he was going to go home and find a job that had nothing to do with his major, and live his whole life in a daze.

The family still has a little money, the parents are loving, and Jiang Junchen is the only child, as long as he doesn't do anything too outrageous, the family will support him unconditionally.

At this time, he is a salted fish who has lost his dream, struggling to his death in the salt tank, but he just spreads himself more evenly and becomes a more delicious hand-made salted fish.

Ran Wenrui seems to be still arguing with the woman on the phone, it seems that it is about a trivial matter, like whether to go home for dinner, like a woman is cornered and has no choice but to be aggressive, asking the man if he will go home and marry her .

The voice was a bit loud, and Jiang Junchen pieced it together based on the noise from the phone and his own imagination.

The woman must be a beautiful and generous elegant woman. She is well-dressed on weekdays, but the sound alone makes people feel that it is not easy.

"You, do me a favor."

Jiang Junchen was looking in the direction of the man, thinking of some unrealistic things, but the man's voice suddenly came from the top of his head, condescending, saying do me a favor, as if it was just an order.

"Ah, good." Jiang Junchen could have been angry at first, because he was so depressed now, but he couldn't match the appearance of the man in front of him. After thinking about it, he nodded. After all, Jiang Che's appearance was impeccable in school. That's right, but men seem to be more attractive than Jiang Che. It seems impolite to say that a man is good-looking, but Jiang Junchen suddenly felt that his vocabulary was a little poor, and he couldn't find good words from his dry ink. wording.

"You're looking for a job, aren't you?"

Ran Wenrui took the resume in his hand, and took out a pen from his coat pocket. The black pen was trimmed with gold, shining brightly in the sun, and eye-catching.

Jiang Junchen nodded, he is indeed looking for a job now.

Ran Wenrui was already very famous at that time, and he was the grandson of Jiang Junchen's idol. Jiang Junchen should have recognized Ran Wenrui at a glance, but he didn't usually appear in magazines, and his face was too dazzling. He never thought that Ran Wenrui would be in such a place Appeared, so he didn't recognize him right away, he just felt a little familiar.

Ran Wenrui returned his resume with an address written on it.

"If you can work now, come to my studio."

Ran Wenrui might feel that Jiang Junchen didn't have such a suitable job for him, but when his restless heart suddenly saw that person, he suddenly calmed down and diverted his attention.