"Hey, failed again." Yan Feng sighed. He is now in his senior year. Most of his classmates who are looking for jobs and those who are taking postgraduate entrance exams have already found their jobs. Only Yan Feng has not found one yet.
A suitable job. In today's society, graduation means unemployment. It will be even harder to find a job after graduation. Thinking of this, Yan Feng returned to the dormitory with a sigh.
Now, apart from Yan Feng, only Zhao Long and Zhou Yan are left in the dormitory. Four of the original eight people in the dormitory have found jobs, are interning in their companies, and no longer live on campus. Still.
One of them was admitted to graduate school and is currently on vacation at home.
Yan Feng, Zhao Long and Zhou Yan are all planning to stay in City C. During this period, they have been looking for jobs in City C. After graduation, they will have to rent a house outside, which makes life more stressful, so all three of them are looking for jobs in City C.
He was quite anxious, but when Yan Feng returned to the dormitory, he saw Zhao Long and Zhou Yan packing their things.
When Yan Feng saw it, a bad thought flashed through his heart, and he said: "You..."
When Zhao Long and Zhou Yan saw it was Yan Feng, they both had a smile on their faces and said, "We found a job today, working in software. The company is quite far from the school, so we have to rent a house."
After hearing what the two of them said, Yan Feng forced a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations, how much does it cost per month?"
Zhao Long listened and said: "It's not much, three thousand yuan." Yan Feng listened and said: "It's very good. Come, let me help you."
Yan Feng said, stepping forward to help the two of them pack their things, with a smile on his face. As for what he was thinking, only he knew clearly.
Half an hour later, Yan Feng was the only one left in the entire dormitory. It was quiet and deserted. Because of his neurasthenia, Yan Feng liked silence very much and disliked places with many people and noise. But in his senior year,
The number of people in the dormitory has increased from eight to three, and now he is the only one left. The dormitory is eerily quiet, and Yan Feng feels uncomfortable in his heart. Everyone has gone their separate ways, where should he go? There used to be people in the dormitory.
Sometimes, he could chat with his classmates, make noise, and vent. Now that he was alone in the dormitory, Yan Feng felt that the surroundings were horribly oppressive. Then, Yan Feng punched his bed board and said, "I don't believe it.
This is evil!”
After saying that, Yan Feng took his resume and went to find the next company.
The bus was very crowded, and the driver's skills seemed a bit mediocre. It was constantly shaking along the way. Yan Feng was already motion sick, and he was so dizzy along the way that he tried not to vomit on the bus and swayed.
After a long hour, Yan Feng arrived at the station.
As soon as he got off the car, Yan Feng hurried to a trash can and vomited. Originally, if he took a taxi, he would not suffer this crime, but Yan Feng's living expenses were slowly bottoming out, and the conditions at home were not good, so Yan Feng did not want to talk to his family.
If he wants money, he has to find his own job before his living expenses bottom out. His family has provided for him to eat, live and go to school for so many years, and his parents are getting older. At this age, he should no longer rely on his family, but should become the backbone of his family!
After vomiting, Yan Feng felt much better, and then rinsed his mouth with the warm water he brought with him. Then he walked to the company where he was interviewing today, Tianlong Network Technology Company.
Although this company has a powerful name, it is just a small company in City C, with only twenty or thirty employees including the boss. However, it is difficult to get into big companies nowadays. Most fresh graduates can find a job in such a small company.
Not bad.
The interviewer is a woman in her twenties or eighties, with a little heavy makeup and a good figure. From a general appearance, she can be rated seventy or eighty, which is still a bit lethal to a brat like Yan Feng, Yan Feng said.
: "Hello, this is my resume."
After taking Yan Feng's resume, the woman glanced at it, then looked at Yan Feng with a critical eye and said, "How much do you know about computer languages?"
"Computer language is the medium for human-computer interaction. It can be generally divided into three types: machine language, assembly language, and high-level language..."
Then the woman said: "Can you write a simple software?"
Yan Feng frowned after hearing this. Practical aspects have always been his weakness. Seeing Yan Feng's expression, the woman frowned and said, "The interview ends here. We will notify you within two days."
After hearing this, Yan Feng knew that there was no chance again, and left Tianlong Network Technology Company with a sigh.
After leaving the company, Yan Feng was not in a hurry to take the car back, but started walking around on this street. He had just got off the car, and he didn't want to get in the car and wander around again. He wanted to take a few steps to get some air first, and if he went back now
Yan Feng was the only one in the dormitory, and he was a little afraid of entering the empty room.
This street was quite lively. After a while, Yan Feng saw a roadside stall selling small pendants. There seemed to be a few exquisite items. Yan Feng walked over and a silver-black cross sword entered Yan Feng.
In his field of vision, there is a small black and white dragon surrounding the sword.
The chain was pure blue and looked very beautiful. Yan Feng picked up the chain, and his anxious mood suddenly calmed down a lot. However, he did not notice this, he just felt very comfortable, and then
Yan Feng asked the stall owner in her thirties, "Aunt, how do you sell this chain?"
Yan Feng has lived so long that he has almost never bought any bracelets or necklaces. After all, he is a boy, and because of family conditions, he lives a relatively frugal life. During this period, even if he went to participate in recruitment, he would not even take a taxi, but now he actually wants to buy one.
Yan Feng himself felt a little strange about this useless trinket.
The stall owner's aunt heard Yan Feng's words and casually said: "Thirty." After hearing this, Yan Feng thought for a moment and said: "Fifteen yuan, I want it."
The aunt heard this and said: "At least twenty."
After hearing this, Yan Feng wanted to put down the chain. After all, twenty yuan was his daily meal money, but his hands seemed to be out of control and he couldn't let go of the chain. Finally, he gritted his teeth and took out the chain.
He paid twenty yuan and said, "Here."
After saying that, Yan Feng walked away directly.
Yan Feng walked around the street for a while, and when he saw that the time was close to four o'clock, he took the bus back to school. He still held the cross sword bracelet in his hand. Although it cost him twenty yuan, it still cost him twenty yuan.
This chain really made him very satisfied.
Not to mention anything else, the refreshing and cooling feeling all over his body when he held it in his hand made him very comfortable. He didn't seem to feel so dizzy when he was sitting in the bus. But although he was talking about taking a bus, in fact, he
It is a standing bus. On city C buses, unless you get on the bus from the bus starting point, the possibility of getting a seat is zero.
Yan Feng was standing there leaning against the aisle, and just as the bus was moving forward, a car in front suddenly stopped, and the bus also braked hard, and everyone in the bus suddenly rushed forward.
, and Yanfeng's right fist holding the cross sword necklace suddenly hit the backrest of the seat in front of him.
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