Witch for All 1994

I had a good meal at the party held by Lin Rachel, and watched Du Lingxuan's tongue-in-cheek battle with the Confucians, one person's yin and yang and the eccentricity of ten people.

It's a good thing that I didn't take action. If I did, there would be no captain left.

Miss Lingxuan is really a powerful woman, very kind, gentle and virtuous, very cute, and very rich... Jiang Han made an inner evaluation. He had to say that after spending a long time with the witch from the Juecheng sect, he always felt that I think Capton was demonized!

In fact, Du Lingxuan is actually quite cute, but she has a bit of a mouth and loves to talk trash.

When she returned home, she happily looked through her diary and found that there was nothing to do today or tomorrow.

She was about to make a leisurely cup of tea and chat about the members of the national team with old comrade Jiang Xuan, who had sparkling eyes, when the damn communicator rang again, and a letter ejected from the communicator.

Holding the cup, old comrade Jiang Xuan, who looked like Jiang Han's sister, sighed, puffed her face, and stared at the new mail that fell into the letter box.

Jiang Han puffed out his face, pursed his lips, sighed, walked to the mailbox, bent down and picked up the new mail:

"...Mom, it seems you should go pick out a gift I brought back yesterday. I may have work to do again."

"Not sure yet! It could be a letter from a friend or something..." Jiang Xuan was still struggling.

Jiang Han had already glanced at the name on the letter:

"Ha, Miss Chen Ligu's letter was sent to me. You are right as you said. It is indeed a letter from a friend, but it is also a letter from work."

She opened the letter neatly, and the style in the letter was as concise and direct as ever.

"The job request comes from Chen Ligu Office. Please reply with a clear reply within 6 hours. Thank you." Jiang Han saw Comrade Jiang Xuan purse her lips and said funnyly, "She helped me a lot. Mom, maybe you can do it some other time." I have to treat her to dinner and thank her for me..."

This mother is noisy like a child who has not grown up, making people more and more worried about whether Ms. Ye Keshu will go to a university behind bars to make up for the exam:

"But this woman is too ignorant of time. It's a rare day off, a rare time, but you have a commission to do...Jiang Han, to be honest, you might as well take the A2 private law and public law exams , so that we can work together in the Witch Folding Space Administration in Nancheng, and we can also be partners, and we can also be a mother-daughter team, right?"

There are not many mothers and daughters in the Witch's civil service system. In other words, the Witch's system often requires a large number of experienced staff, and this experience is sometimes difficult to learn through teaching. Therefore, the mother of a civil servant in the family can teach by words and deeds. Those little witches will be valuable inheritors of experience. If Jiang Han wants to get started in this profession, she will be able to do it very quickly, because these are the memories that her body retains!

It might be difficult for other witches to learn concepts, but her body can understand those concepts on its own.

However, Jiang Han just doesn't want to be a civil servant.

"But I really don't want to do it, and I really don't have that interest." She replied.

"What a great civil servant! Stable wages, stable working hours, stable holidays, fixed monthly insurance, fixed pension supplements... and replacement holiday pay, and overtime pay!" Jiang Xuanban She counted the benefits with her fingers. After a moment, she looked stunned: "Hey, we have so many benefits!"

Yes, you have so many benefits. It makes me want to be a civil servant...

Jiang Han lowered his head and continued to read the letter.

After watching for a while, he raised his head with a strange expression:

"It's really related to official business."

"?" Jiang Xuan's pursed-mouth expression expresses her emotions brilliantly.

"You are familiar with the Folding Space Administration, right?" Jiang Han asked.

"Well! I work there and have been working there for more than ten years... But does this have anything to do with your job? Our administration has no shortage of people recently, let alone temporary workers who take the blame... Eh! Could it be that? What kind of work is it? Striptease performance... Pfft!" Before Comrade Jiang Xuan raised her index finger, Jiang Han grabbed a pillow from the sofa and threw it in her face, interrupting her singing.

"No! I don't do striptease! I won't dance in this life!" Jiang Han said decisively and loudly.

She took a deep breath, calmed down her anger, showed the letter and said:

"It's a normal shooting job. The Folding Space Administration wants to take a promotional photo. My friend took a look at it for me and said that the reward includes priority development rights, development materials, and part of the cash..."

"This is a good thing! If we cooperate with the government, there will be a lot of follow-up orders. I remember that our bureau has habitual models and long-term partners. We will not choose who is just because of who is famous outside... Hey! You Have you cooperated with any government departments recently? Is it your turn to do this kind of thing?" Old Comrade Jiang Xuan asked.

Jiang Han recalled it and asked uncertainly:

“Does taking pictures for police magazines count?”

"Hey! Did you take a photo for the police magazine?" Jiang Xuan widened her eyes, grabbed Jiang Han's clothes and said, "Show it to me, I want to see it!"

"Okay, I'll get it for you, don't be so loud." Jiang Han rubbed his ears and felt that the child was making a fuss.

Moreover, she mentally labeled Ms. Ye Keshu as a ‘criminal’.

It may be a bit sad to say it, but Jiang Han really felt that the photos taken for the police magazine "Interpretation" were the only ones that could be openly shown to his family.

In addition, although two people in the family have seen the other photos, they are still very shy about showing them.

Jiang Han went upstairs with a bang, and Jiang Han returned downstairs with the album in his arms, and handed the album to Jiang Xuan:

"Here! I went to the police station to take the photo a few days ago..."

Comrade Jiang Xuan glanced at her, pursed her lips, and puffed out her face:

"You will be misunderstood if you say this! You are calling a non-staff employee employed by the police!"

"Okay, okay..." Jiang Han found a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

Jiang Xuan flipped through the photos and sighed:

"Wow! It's so real. What kind of machine or magic was used to create this special effect? ​​It looks like you are really shooting at the cameraman!"

…I actually fired. Jiang Han turned away and took a sip of tea.

"Hey! There is also a scene of a military shovel shooting people. Jiang Han, your movements are so soft, hahaha, you are so cute. You are worthy of being my daughter."

...But as soon as I shoveled it down, the little police officer saw blood. Jiang Han felt a little hot in the room and his face was a little red.

“This magazine is so beautiful. It also has a comparison chart of right and wrong emergency treatment!”

...The wrong one was made by me. Jiang Han wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Taking this opportunity, she also read "Interpretation" herself and thought it was really good. She felt that the typesetting, printing technology, and manuscripts used were all of a very high level.

It reminded her of the same situation in her previous life - when the authorities were serious about doing something, even if they only had a team and a half, the resources they could mobilize were terrifying.