MTL - Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back-Chapter 409 Closer to report

  Chapter 409 Closer report

"Well-"

  Huo Che felt that the script was not quite right.

   But then again, as the little boy of the big devil, for some reason, he felt that what Jiang Yang said made sense.

   This should be the husband of the Great Demon King.

  People who eat the soft food of the big devil must have such confidence.

Because she stepped into the music scene at the age of fifteen, wrote, played and sang by herself, stirring up the situation in the Chinese music scene. As long as she doesn't speak, the Chinese music scene will never have a "diva" big devil, someone who can eat the big devil's soft food, You shouldn't be ashamed of yourself, you should be proud.

  The little boy of the big devil is really not something that ordinary people can be.

  The insurer was also stunned with a cigarette in his mouth.

  The young man spoke with such righteousness and sanctity that he felt that it was insulting him to use Wang Zheng Wang as a foil to him.

  Huo Che came back to his senses.

  This insurer has always been familiar with him, and he often speaks out of his head. In order to prevent him from uttering excessive words, Huo Che had no choice but to ask, "Second brother, why don't you go to work today?"

"Ah."

The second child of the insurer took a puff of cigarette, "I resigned early. The manager is not a thing, prying my bill. I have been with the client for so long, and I almost signed the contract. This **** paid me, and he **** with the client After signing the contract, what the **** is going to beat him up!"

  Huo Che opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

   Just then, Bao Lao's second phone rang.

   He connects.

   "Hey, hey, right, I am, I am..."

The second child's attitude immediately became respectful, and he almost nodded and bowed at the other end of the phone, "Yes, I am currently resigned. The last company was going to be bankrupt, so I resigned early... Mmm, I studied civil engineering in college. In order to take care of my family, I have never been in this industry...Yes, I have been in sales for five years, and I worked in the last company for three years, mainly doing course sales, and it has been very stable..."

  This is a recruitment call, let's go to the interview.

  Jiang Yang understands too well.

  He also knew that the second child should be in the middle and late stages of job hunting.

  At this stage, a large number of resumes have been submitted. It is estimated that in the recruitment of mentally retarded, except for suspected pyramid schemes and insurance companies that did not submit resumes, almost all of the rest have been submitted.

  I have also received a lot of interview calls.

  But either nothing happened, or there was no news after the interview.

   At this stage, the person loses self-confidence and almost collapses.

  Now as long as there is a phone call, even if the other party cannot see, they will nod and bow, humbly, and pray silently, as if a recruitment call is a gift.

  Life is really ironic.

  Obviously to make money for others, but also to thank others for their salary and job opportunities.

  In this world, it would be nice if all employees were like Sister Han.

  Be brave enough to hang the boss on the street lamp.

certainly.

  Director forget it.

  Directors are also workers.

   "This afternoon, right? No problem, I'll be there on time. Okay, okay, I'll wait for your text message, thank you, thank you—" Xie, the second child, put down the phone after hearing the beeping sound.

  He picked up the cigarette in his hand and was about to take a puff, "Damn it", he threw away the cigarette **** and burned his hand, he stomped out the cigarette butt, picked it up and threw it into the trash can.

  He smiled, "I'll go see if my brother is done."

  He asked Jiang Yang: "Have you ever eaten the chicken cake made by my brother?"

  Jiang Yang shook his head.

  Second child: "I'll let you try it later, my brother is excellent at making chicken cakes."

  After he opened the door and left, Jiang Yang looked at Huo Che suspiciously.

  Huo Che pointed to the wall, "His brother works at the chicken cake shop next door."

   As for the chicken cake, it is not a cake, but an old cake, made of eggs, sugar, and flour.

  Huo Che thinks what the second brother said is right, his brother's egg cake is indeed excellent, sweet but not greasy, the skin is slightly crispy, and it tastes delicious.

  Yaya likes to eat the fool's chicken cake, which is made by his brother.

right.

  The second child who is dressed like an insurance seller, his brother is an idiot.

   Their mother used to make chicken cakes and taught the boss, so the boss found a job in the next door shop to help an old aunt make chicken cakes.

  Many people in this alley like to eat fool's egg cakes.

   "You can try it."

  Huo Che suggested to Jiang Yang, "It's delicious."

   He then added, "It's also clean."

   This is the foundation of life that mother taught fools. Huo Che heard from the second child that his mother broke several rattan canes, just to let the eldest brother develop a clean habit, so that no one would discriminate against him, and he could live by handcraft wherever he went.

"good."

  Jiang Yang agreed.

   Right at this moment, there was a lot of scolding outside: "Damn it. Idiots cheat money! I*I*, I*Nima!"

  Jiang Yang and Huo Che looked outside the store at the same time.

  The door slams open.

  The second child came in again, "Brother Huo, look at the surveillance in your store, it was three or three days ago, and it was wearing a suit to sell health care products."

  He cursed again angrily.

  The door opened again.

  A man with a slightly stiff neck came in, wearing the apron that cooks usually wear.

   Very clean.

  His silly smile, especially like the fool played by Huang Bo in the movie "Egg Fried Rice".

  He pursed his lips, and handed the bagged egg cake to the second child, "Old, second child—"

  The second child was knocked out, "You are a fool! You are a fool, you believe everything others say, ah!"

  The door opened again.

  A fifty-year-old aunt came in.

   "Second brother, I really didn't know that your brother bought medicine. I drove out the salesman at that time. Who knew—" Auntie felt a little guilty.

   "Auntie, I don't blame you."

  The second child borrowed the fire from Huo Che, bowed his head and went out: "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette."

The fool squatted down and picked up the chicken cake. One cake rolled out of the bag and was covered with dust. He picked it up and blew it lightly, but it didn't put it in the bag. He held it in his hand and looked outside the store. The second child who was smoking by the curb was at a loss.

   "Aunt Zhu, what's going on?"

  Huo Che stepped on a stool, checked the surveillance camera, and asked his aunt.

  Auntie: "A few days ago, a salesman came to sell health care products, selling smart medicine, saying that taking it can make people smarter. I couldn't believe it. Who knew that this fool would secretly buy it with the salary he just paid."

  Her shop is very small, and she operates on a small budget, and she distributes cash.

  The fool muttered aggrievedly, "I, I think I'm smart."

   "What's so smart about you!"

  Aunt Zhu beat him bitterly.

  She heard that there were customers in the store, and went out. Before closing the door, she reminded Huo Che, "I remember that liar came to my store after three o'clock in the afternoon."

  Huo Che agreed.

  After the door was closed, Huo Che looked up at the idiot, "Boss, it has nothing to do with you if the second partner blows up, they wouldn't be able to do it in the first place."

"oh oh!"

   The fool responded.

  The shop fell silent, only the sound of Huo Chetiao's surveillance video.

  He has a set of cameras in his store that can capture the outside.

   Just then, Jiang Yang's cell phone rang.

  Sister Ning's phone call, "Hello, husband, I'm back for dinner."

"good."

  Jiang Yang agreed, and after hanging up the phone, he washed his hands at Huo Che, "The things are here, I'll come over in the afternoon and reapply."

"good."

  Huo Che nodded, "Hey, boss, let me—friend, taste your chicken cake."

"oh."

  The fool opens the bag.

  Jiang Yang picked one, "Thank you."

  The outer slices are a little crispy and taste delicious.

  He bid farewell, pushed the door out, and went down the steps.

   When passing by the second child, Jiang Yang stopped, "The chicken cake is delicious."

  He intends to finish eating before leaving.

  The second child smiled.

  He has controlled his emotions, a little embarrassed, and found a topic: "Do you like trains?"

  Jiang Yang: "Yes."

  The second child did not speak.

  He doesn't like trains.

  When he was young, a neighbor teased him, saying that his mother was going to throw his brother on the train.

  He went back crying, telling his mother not to lose his brother.

   Fuckingly quarreled with that neighbor...

  Jiang Yang ate the chicken cake quietly, neither of them spoke anymore.

   At this time.

   Came from behind: "You still go to buy a fool's chicken cake, be careful you become a fool too."

  The two looked back.

  Two middle school students in school uniforms pass by the bakery.

  When one student was planning to buy chicken cakes, another student jokingly said the above words, and Aunt Zhu was so angry that she came out and scolded her mother.

   They ran away in a flash.

  Jiang Yang suddenly said: "I also studied civil engineering in college."

  The second child looked at him: "Huh?"

  Jiang Yang: "We are all people who run around with buckets."

  The second child laughed.

"gone."

  Jiang Yang waved goodbye to him, crossed the road, entered the community, and returned home.

  Li Qingning has already cooked the meal.

  She was reading Jiang Yang's manuscript, and by the way corrected the typos on it.

  She turned her head and looked at Jiang Yang who entered the door: "Where is your train?"

   "Painting at the shop."

  Jiang Yang went to wash his hands.

  Li Qingning flipped through the manuscript, "You have more and more typos."

  Jiang Yang: "I don't want to either, but the typo makes me look so handsome, so I came here unconsciously, it's too difficult for me. And—"

  It doesn’t matter if he has typos, “You can still write novels with typos.”

   He stopped suddenly.

   "I'm going to the study!"

  Jiang Yang turned around and ran towards the study.

  Li Qingning: "Stop eating?"

   No response from Jiang Yang.

  Li Qingning put down the manuscript and muttered, "What's going on?"

  She followed, and when she opened the door to enter, she saw Jiang Yang sitting in front of the computer, typing a line—

   "Closer report!"

   Title of the first chapter of the science fiction novel A Bouquet for Algernon.

   This is a novel where typos show their power.

There are frequent typos in this novel, and the words are confusing. For example, "body" is written as "shengshang", "smart" is written as "hasty name", and "progress report" is written as "closer report". .

   As for punctuation, there are only periods.

  When he first started reading this book, Jiang Yang thought he had bought a pirated book, but later he realized that he did it on purpose. It is only after reading this novel that I realize how precious the typo-filled "closer complaint" at the beginning is.

  These typos are the testimony of the protagonist Gordon, a person who is eager to become smart like a fool who makes chicken cakes, and his IQ has risen rapidly from a person with low intelligence, and then he has regressed sharply.

   "I could have endured the darkness, if I had not seen the sun; but the sun has made my desolation a new desolation", nothing more so.

  (end of this chapter)