Bamboo Horse Office

Nine o'clock in the morning, the tail of the morning peak.

The cars on the street still stop and go, blocking a long steel queue, horns are constantly honking everywhere, and there are quarrels caused by congestion from time to time, people who listen to it are upset.

Yu An was sitting in the co-pilot's seat of the taxi, looking at the convoy ahead who didn't know how long it was going to be, full of despair.

He has just found a job after resigning for a long time, and has already made an appointment with the other party to go to the interview at ten o'clock. If the traffic continues like this, he doesn't know if it will be too late.

The driver next to him was a middle-aged uncle in his fifties. Seeing him always looking down at the time, he opened his mouth to persuade him: "Young man, there is no use in worrying. This road has been blocked for more than a week. If you didn't go there, it would only If I can go like this, I don’t want to spend time here.”

It was already summer, and the driver did not turn on the air conditioner in order to save money, so he could only open the windows to cool off.

Without the cover of the car windows, the sounds from the outside are even more unscrupulous in piercing into people's ears.In order to relieve his irritability, Yu An could only try to chat with the driver to divert his attention.

"I've walked here before, and I haven't seen such a blockage. What happened recently? The municipal government is building roads again?"

"Not really."

Seeing that the car in front continued to move forward, the driver hurriedly stepped on the accelerator to avoid being blocked, but it was a pity that the taxi stopped after less than three meters.

He consulted Yu An's opinion, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and continued to answer the question just now, "You know Shiba Middle School, right?"

"of course."

Although Yu An is not a native of City C, he has heard of the city's No. [-] Middle School. This school is a key local high school. Put your own children in it.

However, after the driver's reminder, Yu An finally remembered that the city's eighteenth high school is also on this road, and it seems that the distance is not far away.

"What happened to Eighteenth High School?"

"It's dead." The driver blew smoke out of the window. "It is said that she was a female student in the third year of high school. She was studying well, but suddenly she fell down. The school contacted her parents and sent her to the hospital, but she didn't come back." After speaking, he himself Gu Zi sighed, "It seems that the grades are not bad, but now the college entrance examination is about to take place, what a pity..."

Hearing this, Yu An's mood also became heavy.

But after sighing in my heart, I found an unreasonable question, "But what does this have to do with traffic jams?"

"It didn't matter at first. If someone dies and pays money, why don't they do that now? But I heard that the parents disagreed, saying that the school was shirking responsibility, and the child died because the rescue was not timely. They must do it for their own baby." Let's be fair. No, they set up a coffin at the school gate, and the sidewalk was already narrow, so the coffin was completely occupied, and with people coming and going to watch the excitement, the road would be blocked. "

Now Yu An understood the reason of the matter.

He chatted with the driver for a while, and the car moved slowly to the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

Yu An looked over there, and saw that the school gate was full of people, and those on the inner and outer third floors could only see a corner of the coffin. There were faint mourning and crying sounds from inside, which seemed so out of place in this bright sunny day.

The people around either watched indifferently, or whispered among each other, but none of them really felt sorry for them.But in the final analysis, Yu An, like everyone present, is just a spectator, and he can only feel regretful, and then return to his own life.

After passing the Eighteenth Middle School, the road conditions were obviously much better, and the car started to run slowly.The driver hurried, and finally delivered Yu An to the destination at 45:[-].

The company Yu An applied for was called Fourteen Office, which was located in a villa area in the outskirts of City C. He followed the address given by the other party to Building 07 in Area A, and found that it was a five-story villa, which seemed to have been remodeled. However, it looks different from the surrounding villas.

But whether to renovate or not is none of his business. He is here to apply for the job, not to admire the house design.

"Hi, I'm Yu An who made an appointment for an interview today."

Yu An stood outside the gate of the villa and rang the doorbell. After a while, a lively girl came through the loudspeaker, "Okay, Mr. Yu, please come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the door lock clicked and was opened by remote control. Yu An walked through a section of gravel road and entered the villa. The owner of the voice just now, a cute girl with short hair, was standing there waiting for him, "Hello, Mr. Yu, I am from here. Front desk, please wait here for a while, I will print your resume."

Yu Anyiyan found a seat and sat down. Taking advantage of the other party's time to type out his resume, he looked around briefly and found that the first floor of the villa had been transformed into an office model. In addition to the front desk, several rooms were specially separated. room.Judging from the door plate hanging outside, it is the reception room, meeting room and archive room in sequence.

Yu An was engaged in new media operations in the previous company, but was forced to resign due to some troubles. After taking a break for a period of time, he planned to find a more leisurely job for the time being.

Speaking of which, the firm contacted him first, saying that they saw his resume on a job search website, and they were looking for new media personnel, and asked him if he had any intentions in this regard.Yu An felt that idleness was idleness, and it was nothing to come to have a look anyway, so he made an appointment with this place and came for an interview.

But as far as he has observed now, his impression of this office is a bit ordinary. Although it looks quite impressive from the outside, he has been here for a long time, and he has not seen anyone except the girl at the front desk.

Is it because other people's offices are not on the first floor?Or is this a shell company at all.

Yu An couldn't help becoming vigilant.

While thinking about it, the girl at the front desk had already printed out her resume. Yu An originally thought that she would be able to see the interviewer now, but the girl didn't mean to call him at all, instead she took a sneak peek at him, and then thought she was in a place where he couldn't see Fang Fang quickly took out his mobile phone and clicked randomly, as if he was sending a message to someone.

Yu An who witnessed the whole process: "..."

Very good, this is really not a serious company.

However, this also fully aroused his curiosity. He could have patted his ass and left now, but he was really curious about what kind of dishonest company this dishonest company could become.

"I'm sorry Mr. Yu, please wait a little longer."

The girl at the front desk smiled awkwardly at him, then went to the water dispenser to get him a glass of water.

"Thank you." Yu An accepted with a smile.

After saying this, the two fell into silence again.

The girl at the front desk frowned slightly, racking her brains to find something to talk to him about, "Eh...my name is Song Qingyu, just call me Qingyu."

"Yu An."

Although the other party knew his name, he still replied politely.

Then there was silence again.

In the suffocating silence, Yu An drank water calmly and leisurely. Song Qingyu's brows became more and more tightly wrinkled, and her eloquence was not bad, but Yu An couldn't stand it. Here, he just wants to wait and see what else this company can do.

After Song Qingyu struggled to chat with him for half an hour, footsteps finally came from the stairs.

A man in his thirties, wearing a pajamas and yawning with a bunch of red sandalwood leaves in his hand, appeared in Yu An's sight step by step.

"Brother Dong!" Song Qingyu immediately stood up and rushed towards him as if seeing a life-saving straw, "Hurry up, people have been waiting for the interview for a long time."

"Interview? What interview?" Chen Dong just got up, blinked his eyes and glanced at Yu An, his thoughts gradually returned, "Ah... interview, alas, the elderly are very forgetful, and they forgot such an important thing. "

but……

He looked down at his crumpled pajamas, and said worriedly: "Is it inappropriate for me to interview people like this?"

Yu An listened to the whole thing silently, and thought: Very good, as expected, this company really did not disappoint me in terms of surprise.

Song Qingyu clenched her back teeth, "Then hurry up and change!"

"Oh, but he has already seen me. Even if I change my clothes, I don't have the majesty of the interviewer anymore."

Song Qingyu's eyes turned dark from anger, "Then what do you think? The person is what you are looking for, and the boss agreed, but now you tell me that you can't give him an interview?!"

"Hmm..." Chen Dong crossed his arms, raised his hand to touch his chin, and suddenly changed the subject, "What time does your boss' plane arrive? Is he coming back soon?"

"It should be... right..." Song Qingyu didn't understand why he asked this.

"Isn't that good, just let him come back to interview the newcomers."

After saying that, Chen Dong ignored Song Qingyu's astonishment, and came to Yu An slowly, "Sorry, you have seen my current situation, it is really inconvenient to interview you, if you are not in a hurry Why don't you wait a little longer? The person in charge here is coming back, I can assure you that he will definitely bring you an interview process that you will never forget."

"Okay." Yu An continued to maintain a polite smile, nodding in response.

In fact, he really wants to meet the boss of this company with his own eyes now, and he doesn't know what kind of boss can bring out such wonderful employees.

"Very good, little comrade, with your unhurried quality, you will definitely show your talents in our office in the future." Chen Dong praised very casually, then turned and went upstairs, as if intending to Go back and catch up on sleep.

"It's so early in the morning, what are you doing?"

Yu An was in a trance, another person entered the room, he turned his head to look at the door, and saw an elite man standing there against the light, with a huge suitcase beside him, thinking about the previous conversation, Yu An could Sure, this person is the boss here.

and……

He doesn't know if this boss is weird or not, but that face is really handsome, the kind that makes some face-controlling Xiao Ling unable to close his legs.