Eight in the morning.

Zhang Hong, who was preparing to code words, received a mysterious call.

He said that he saw his resume and was very interested in him, so he asked him to go to Tianbao Property on the top floor of the sister building for an interview this morning.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhang Hong was overjoyed.

The resume I just submitted last night, I asked myself to go for an interview today, and it was Tianbao Property Management, maybe it was also founded by the owner of Tianbao Auction House.

If you can apply for the job, you may be able to get a high salary.

Then don't let the wife and son focus on the former.

Who stipulates that only wives and children can have adventures, but I don't?

But in fact, he has nothing in mind.

Last night, I said that I would go out to find a job, but it was just a spur of the moment.

He is 52 years old and has not been to work for more than ten years.

I have long been unable to adapt to the life of work.

He has long been out of touch with society.

Can you really find a job?

Will anyone really want him?

Tempo Property?

What are you looking for in him?

If it's a security company, maybe it's because of his powerful force.

He thought wildly all the way, and drove to the sister building.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Zhang Dong, who was leading security training, asked curiously.

"I just came out to see if there is a suitable job for me."

Zhang Hong did not dare to say that he came for an interview, worrying that he would not get the job, or if he got the job, the salary was too low and his son would laugh at him.

"My God, are you really looking for a job? You are 52 years old, what kind of job can you find? Don't be stimulated by your mother. Don't forget that your mother is nine years younger than you. She can still work and make money. You , just stay at home for the elderly. Now my annual salary is three million, and my mother’s annual salary is five million, can’t I still afford you?”

Zhang Dong said.

"Who wants you to raise it? Could it be that I have raised you all my life, and I want you to raise me in the end?" Zhang Dong was very depressed, but he didn't say anything, and went into his sister's building with a dark face.

This building is for lease.

There are several companies moving.

The elevator was still a little busy.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Dong got into the elevator and went to the top floor of the building.

This floor is Tianbao Property Company.

An area of ​​20,000 square meters.

It can be said to be very luxurious.

The door of the conference room is open.

Luo Fat and Tan Jia were sitting inside.

The two of them are in charge of today's interview.

Not only to recruit property managers, but also to recruit some electricians, maintenance workers, general staff.

There is still a lot of business for property companies.

Responsible for water and electricity, maintenance, decoration, leasing, rent collection, etc. of two buildings and 1,000 houses.

This is a 150 billion property.

No small matter.

It can't be careless.

Therefore, the salary is quite high.

Anyway, it is higher than the average company.

Therefore, there are quite a lot of people who come to apply for jobs.

The corridors are full.

"What are you applying for?"

Zhang Hong started to inquire as soon as he came up.

In the past, he worked as a manager of the technical department in a foreign-funded enterprise for more than ten years.

But it has nothing to do with real estate.

Therefore, you must first understand the situation.

"electrician."

"Maintenance worker."

"clerk."

"General property staff."

"..."

"Do you know how much salary this property company can pay?"

Zhang Hong asked again.

"It's clearly stated in the recruitment advertisement that the monthly salary starts at 15,000 yuan, and there are bonuses. Board and lodging are included."

"Compared with Tianbao's other company employees, the difference is too big."

Zhang Hong touched his forehead and almost turned around and left.

Don't say whether you can apply for the job, just say you can, and you can't stay.

You can earn so much by writing online novels at home.

Just work harder, but freedom, don't go to work.

Make money at home.

What's more, the salary of my wife and son is so high, it doesn't matter whether I write novels or not, I will just eat soft food from now on.

Then he woke up suddenly.

No, no, I absolutely cannot eat soft rice.

I'm a man and I have to support myself.

You have to make money to feel at ease.

To Zhang Hong's delight, the interview soon came to him.

He was invited in and sat down on the sofa.

"Uncle drinks tea, Uncle eats fruit."

Luo Fat and Tan Jia were extremely enthusiastic and even flattering.

"My God, are you going to interview me? I almost thought the two of them were my grandchildren." Zhang Hong rubbed his forehead, feeling a little weird for no reason.

This is too contrary to common sense.

It's just unbelievable.

"Uncle, we have seen your resume and we are very optimistic about you."

Luo Fat said, "You used to be a manager of a large company and a famous online novelist. I am your fan, and my boss is also your fan. What's more, you are also a super martial arts master. No wonder To be able to write such good-looking novels, especially in terms of fighting and fighting, you are definitely the best."

"A talent like you, Uncle, is rare in a hundred years. Our company needs a super talent like you."

Tan Jia also flattered her in the same way.

"Holy shit, I'm so awesome, the first time I came out to look for a job, I met fans, and even the boss is my fan?"

Zhang Hong was very surprised and felt very happy.

But after all, he has been in the society for more than ten years, and it is not easy to be fooled, so he asked intentionally or unintentionally: "You are really my fan, do you know my pen name? Do you know what I wrote?" Does it work?"

"Of course I know, "The Great Master of Picking Up Girls", "The Supernatural King of Huadu", "The Supernatural Little Shennong", "The God-level Big Boss", "Immortal Chat Group", "Shenhao: Ten Thousand Times Compensation for Failure", " In my senior year, my trillions of fortunes all depend on picking up"..."

Fatty Luo smiled slightly, wrenched his fingers and began to speak.

It's just like a treasure.

"Fuck, this is a true fan."

Zhang Hong believed it completely.

I finally understood why the other party asked him to come for an interview.

Because they are their fans.

Maybe he just wanted to meet him, work came second.

"Uncle, can you sign me?"

Luo Fat performed well and asked for an autograph.

"I have already learned that your company's treatment is very good, much better than ordinary properties, but it is not suitable for me. I just came to see it."

Zhang Hong said, "So, don't disturb me."

Get up and go.

But he was pulled back by Fatty Luo, "Uncle, don't worry, you only know ordinary employees, but you are applying for a manager. So, just ask. What kind of treatment do you want?"

"Uncle, you are bold enough to make a request, our boss is not short of money."

Tan Jia also spoke enthusiastically.

"Then I won't be polite."

Zhang Hong bit the bullet and said, "I need at least 500,000 annual salary."

The property manager, 500,000, is honestly the ceiling of the industry.

He was still a little worried.

"What? You only need an annual salary of 500,000?"

Luo Fat was stunned on the spot, but also very helpless.

Why is it so easy for them to send surprises, but it's so troublesome for me?

Uncle knows everything and is not greedy at all.

Salary is also very reasonable.

It is difficult to add to him.

This is how to do.

Thinking of this, he became a little impatient, and slapped the table, "Half a million? Uncle, are you looking down on our boss?"

"Holy shit, the salary I asked for is already very high. But you actually said that I asked for too little? Are you still impatient? What's going on?"

Zhang Hong was stunned.

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