"Yes, Boss Hong said that he has to go out every Saturday and Sunday to talk about things. There is no one at home except the nanny and housekeeper to take care of his daughter, so while being a tutor, he can also find a companion for his daughter."
"How old is his daughter?"
"She seems to be five or six years old. If you think about it, it only lasts eight days a month and the salary is two thousand, which is higher than the usual salary of casual workers."
"Aunt Xu, it's just that I have something to do this weekend, and I'm afraid I won't be able to get there. I wonder if they're in a hurry?"
"In this case, I'll call him and contact him, and I'll try my best to help you fight for it."
"Thank you Aunt Xu."
"Haotian, you said you don't need to be polite to Aunt Xu. It's not easy for you as a child. If my family didn't agree, would Aunt Xu even want to recognize you as a son?"
"Aunt Xu is good to Haotian, and Haotian knows it."
A few minutes later, Aunt Xu came out of the office and said, "Haotian, Boss Hong agrees that I can take leave, but he wants to meet you first. It can be regarded as an interview."
Zhang Haotian has worked countless part-time jobs and knows the minds of those bosses. Whether considering safety or hobbies, they all have different interview conditions.
He immediately said: "Of course, Boss Hong, did you say when did you apply for the job?"
"If you have nothing to do tonight, you can come over tonight. If Boss Hong likes you, you might be able to stay at his place tonight."
"Aunt Xu, I'll go first."
After saying that, Zhang Haotian stood up and walked outside.
"Haotian, I see you are panicking. I haven't told you the address yet?"
"The intersection of Daxue Road and Longhai Road, No. 306, Building 3, Guohao Homes. I just noted it down."
Looking at Haotian's disappearing figure, Aunt Xu sighed: "This child has such a good memory."
Just kidding, after cultivating the Mind Bible to the sixth level, he even cultivated the Mind Nascent Soul. Even if he has a genius memory with photographic memory, he may not be as good as Zhang Haotian.
Standing at the door of Building 306 of Guohao Homes Building 3, Zhang Haotian stretched out his right hand and pressed the doorbell. It was already six o'clock in the evening, and it was also the time for most families to have dinner.
"Ding-a-ling, jingle-a-ling."
The door opened, and a little head poked out from inside. Zhang Haotian looked at this cute little girl and said, "Little sister, is Mr. Hong Guoqiang and Hong at home?"
The little girl looked at Zhang Haotian strangely and said, "Dad, a big brother is looking for you."
A middle-aged man with a buzzcut and a Chinese-style face came out and said, "It's Zhang Haotian, please sit inside."
With that said, he quickly opened the door and asked Zhang Haotian to come in.
"Little brother, sit down first. I'm cooking. It'll be ready soon."
After saying that, he entered a room that should be a kitchen.
Zhang Haotian looked at the layout of the suite and was a little confused when he saw that there were only two people in a suite with four bedrooms and two living rooms of about 200 square meters.
"Brother, are you the tutor my father hired for me?"
"Little sister, how old are you this year and where do you go to school?"
"My name is Hong Ying. I am six years old and I am in the second grade of Yulong Primary School."
"Is this far from Yulong Primary School? How do you usually go to school?"
"I am a student living on campus. I usually live on campus and only come back on weekends."
Zhang Haotian suddenly thought that there were Yulong University and Yulong Primary School on both sides of his Yulong High School. It seemed that some of the Yulong Primary Schools had boarding students.
