Sure enough, Nangong Minglu did not go to school the next day, but accompanied A Ding to find a job.
Dirty, no!
Too tired, no way!
It takes a long time, no!
The company is located in a remote location, so no!
If the company is not big enough, it won’t work!
The boss looks stern, no!
Colleagues seem to be difficult to get along with, no!
It’s even more impossible if you have no future!
…
After searching for a whole week, I still couldn't find a job that completely satisfied Nangong Minglu.
The sun has gone west again, and the day is coming to an end, and Nangong Minglu has not yet found a job that makes Nangong Minglu feel comfortable.
Sitting on the steps of the square, A Ding put Nangong Minglu's feet on his lap and gently rubbed her ankles, "Xiao Lu, that's about it. Why do I think it's harder for you to choose a wife?"
?Actually, the last one was pretty good!”
"How could I have chosen anything? How could I have done this? It will be much harder to choose a wife for you in the future! If anyone wants to marry you, I have to test them well. It will be difficult to give up in all ninety-nine and eighty-one years."
They just have to get through it!"
Nangong Minglu didn't feel that she was being picky at all. She felt that those jobs were too low-class.
"A Ding, let's go to this one, De'an Security Company, to recruit department managers. It looks good, let's go take a look." Nangong Minglu pointed to a job advertisement in the newspaper for A Ding to see.
"Don't go today. It's better to go tomorrow. Look, your feet are swollen." A Ding looked very distressed.
"How could that be? How could I be so delicate?" Nangong Minglu stood up and jumped a few times, "Look, isn't this a good thing for me? Let's leave quickly. If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
