After all, the furniture market capacity in Yunzhong is limited. Without large-scale posting of small advertisements, after more than half a year of struggle, the business of Zhouji Woodware Store has become saturated.
Of course, a large part of the reason is that Zhou Yan has no intention of getting bigger.
So, in late October, the ninth and ninth tenth of the year, Zhou Yan simply changed his business. He only took orders from acquaintances and exchanged his short-lived light truck for a brand new Great Wall pickup truck.
"Lao Zhou, have you changed your car?"
Zhou Yan smiled and kicked the tires of the pickup truck: "Is this considered a car?"
"Old Zhou, why didn't I realize before that you deserve a beating so much?"
"Yes, let's beat him together..."
Five or six minutes later, Zhou Yan smoothed his short hair that had been beaten by the typhoon by the cattle, and sighed slightly: "I have already remembered what I did just now. You can take the bus by yourself later...
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Considering that a group of foodies have not eaten meat for a long time, when Zhou Yan purchases ingredients, he basically uses mutton slices as the main ingredient, as well as grass carp, hairy tripe, duck blood, and ingredients such as shiitake mushrooms, Pleurotus leucophylla, and baby cabbage. There are relatively few ingredients.
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When we arrived at the place, it was basically Zhou Yan who had done something. Several other people took the initiative to wash the vegetables and make figures on the bottom of the pot...
“Ready to eat!”
I don't know who shouted, and everyone sat down at the table, quickly found the bowls and chopsticks, and took them in their hands.
"As for that, it's like someone is trying to snatch it from you!" Zuo Jiyun opened a bag of mutton slices, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and put it into the pot...
Although the mutton slices Zhou Yan bought were cut by machine, they still meet the characteristics of "high-end" mutton slices. The slices are as thin as paper and are easy to cook. After they are put into the pot, they are cooked after stirring.
So, before Zuo Jiyun, who was busy adding meat to the pot, even moved his chopsticks, half of the meat in the pot was already gone...
"drink wine!"
After three glasses of beer, Zuo Jiyun, who had always been relatively lazy, suddenly became nervous and said: "We are already in our junior year, what are our plans for the future?"
"Postgraduate entrance examination!" This is Yan Wentao.
"Just like him!" This was Yu Hongliang.
By the time we got to Zhou Yan, all that was left was "me too".
He Qiulin, a great man from the Northeast, is more down-to-earth: "Work and make money!"
"I'm about the same as Lin Zi," Yang Haisheng smiled and covered up the light in his small eyes, "Looking for a job!"
"I..." Lin Junfeng glanced at the wine in the glass, "I haven't thought about it yet!"
Zhao Ruijie, who is more Buddhist, has a similar idea: "Isn't there still more than a year? Let's talk about it later!"
"Besides?" Zuo Jiyun sneered, "There are basically no courses in the senior year, except for internships and graduation thesis..."
Zuo Jiyun was stopped mid-sentence by Yan Wentao: "Why are you thinking so much now? Drinking..."
Although everyone happily picked up their wine glasses, the worried expressions on their faces seemed to indicate something...
The school's annual campus recruitment is about to begin. The first to enter are usually the five major power companies, followed by some central and state-owned enterprises that are not suitable for them.
It has been more than a year since everyone moved to the school headquarters. During the first year of campus recruitment, everyone did not take it seriously. But now after Zuo Jiyun reminded them, everyone realized: there is only one year left for them.
too much.
After drinking a few bottles of beer, everyone temporarily forgot about the panic created by Zuo Jiyun...
Of course, when everyone was drinking hard and trying to forget their sadness, no one noticed that Zhou Yan looked relaxed.
It’s not that Zhou Yan is gloating about his misfortune, but Zhou Yan is not worried about his roommates not being able to find jobs: before the number of college entrance examinations exploded, the employment pressure was not that great. Based on Zhou Yan’s own personal experience, everyone in the dormitory
Everyone can find a good job.
Moreover, even if these animals cannot find work, Tuhao Zhou has a way to arrange it.
After taking the college entrance examination, Zhou Yan did not choose to repeat his studies, partly because he did not want his college friends to become familiar strangers.
After the dinner, a group of people hid behind Yan Wentao and Yu Hongliang to clean up the mess, and then took the bus back to school.
Here, Zuo Jiyun had just created a panic. When she returned to the dormitory, the eldest lady "brought up old matters again": "Brother, we have already had a unit here to recruit people in the school."
Seeing that the eldest lady's expression was unnatural, Zhou Yan knew that the conditions for a servant's office were not good, so he smiled slightly: "Draftsman from the design institute, or data organizer?"
Qin Ruoshu nodded slightly: "The salary is only more than two thousand!"
The eldest lady’s major is urban planning and management, and she has courses in architecture and public administration. However, the scope of recruitment focuses on public management, and the scope of recruitment is mostly in sanitation, urban management, and municipal administration.
"At this time, I finally knew why my dad asked me to take the undergraduate and postgraduate entrance examinations," Qin Ruoshu stared at Zhou Yan with lingering fear, "Brother, what about your recruitment?"
"Absolutely," Zhou Yan smiled helplessly, "We are recruiting technicians, but those who are more focused on operations, most of them have nothing to do with design..."
"Then let's work hard together. I'll get a bachelor's degree, and you can take the postgraduate entrance examination..."
While talking, the eldest lady suddenly frowned: "By the way, brother, I haven't seen you reviewing your homework at night, will it affect you?"
Zhou Yan smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, after a while, when there are no classes in the afternoon, I will go to school for self-study..."
New week begins.
Although many students are mentally prepared for campus recruitment, they are excited but also a little nervous when they see banners with the names of well-known companies in major circles hanging outside the school gymnasium.
After the afternoon class, a group of people went to the gymnasium to experience the rush of the interview...
There are no intentionally left pieces of paper on the floor, no brooms intentionally left by recruiters, and no deliberately misplaced chairs.
Some are just small cubicles dedicated to collecting resumes. The recruiters inside have their legs crossed and are drinking tea. When they see someone coming to apply for a job, they don't even raise their heads: "Classmate, please leave your resume. I'll wait."
Just give me a notification!”
As for the primary election?
Zhou Yan quietly noticed that large state-owned enterprises generally select candidates who have excellent academic performance and have won many honors and built thick resumes.
As for the second round of applications, Zhou Yan has never seen it, but he can guess it.
When discussing salary and benefits, you can sign an employment agreement; but can’t reach an agreement? Sorry, students from non-985, non-211, and non-schools have no room for bargaining...
Students from the University of Technology are no better than those talented students from 985 and 211. They have no chance or ability to participate in those national-level intellectual competitions. The only honors they can win are three-star students and national scholarships.
Most recruiters don't shy away from students when selecting resumes. They are very casual, casual, and hurtful...
A group of young people in Zhou Yan's dormitory who had lived in an ivory tower for more than two years were greatly shocked: society is really cruel.
He Qiulin, on the other hand, grabbed Zhou Yan's clothes with a smile: "Old Zhou, if you put those patents on your resume, you will be very popular, right?"
Before Zhou Yan could speak, an HR person in charge of recruitment suddenly interrupted: "Classmate, do you really have a patent, an invention patent or a utility patent?"
"National invention patent," Zhou Yan raised his head and glanced at the smiling HR, "I plan to take the postgraduate entrance examination, but I have no plans to find a job for the time being..."
