Black Moonlight Crazy Criticism of the Vicious Female Supporting Awakens

"Fill out a form first."

"I'm sorry, we won't hire you if you don't have teaching experience or teaching qualifications, not to mention that you're a..."

"Teikawa University? That school is pretty good...but you haven't done any career planning at all. You're almost graduating, so why haven't you found an internship..."

From the first sentence the other party said, Jiang Deng already knew that nothing good would come out of his mouth.

But she was very curious about what other person would come up with next, so she remained sitting on the bench.

Look at the HR coldly.

"You have an internship? With a travel agency? That has nothing to do with dance!"

"Can I ask why you chose our company?"

"Look, your major is Chinese, your internship is tourism, and now you're looking for dance... You're messing around here and there, you've completely wasted your time..."

"You're still looking for a short-term job. Have you missed both the autumn and spring recruitments? You..."

"..."

The middle-aged HR person nitpicked her past with a condescending attitude, criticized her from beginning to end, and finally belittled her as worthless.

Jiang Deng became more and more annoyed as he listened.

I hated myself for not being able to speak and curse back immediately.

She was wrong.

She shouldn't have wasted her time and life sitting here listening to people talking about her.

She should have turned around and left the moment she was asked to fill out the form.

It is not other people's place to dictate her life, she can do whatever she wants. This crappy HR manager is too lenient.

She is just looking for a short-term job, not selling herself.

What bad luck.

The person on the other side was still chattering at her.

Jiang Deng couldn't listen any longer, so he stood up from his chair, clacking on the keyboard, and clicked play:

"Bah! Look in the mirror and see what you look like!"

Jiang Deng kicked the table hard, overturning a chair. He caught a glimpse of a half-full glass of water next to the water dispenser and walked over to it.

wow——

The money was poured all over the HR who was looking shocked.

Jiang Deng turned around and left with her bag.

pissed off.

This crappy job is simply impossible to get done!

I don't want to look at the last one left.

Jiang Deng ran to the nearby shopping mall, did some shopping, and watched a movie. Then he returned to the hotel and collapsed on the bed in the evening.

too tired.

Looking for a job also depends on people's attitude.

She couldn't bear this grievance.

She had previously used Zhou Wu's money to open a bunch of stores, in which she was her own boss and had never really worked like an employee.

I didn't expect finding a job would be so difficult.

but……

She will never give up!

Jiang Deng encouraged himself in his heart, turned over in bed with difficulty, got up and started collecting information while making a mind map.

List your main demands:

One is to make money, the other is to experience life.

Extending the scope, she wants to work as a dance teacher, florist, bookstore clerk, pet store clerk... and so on for a week respectively.

She wants to try everything she likes.

So what skills does she have now?

After writing this, Jiang Deng was no longer sleepy and suddenly became energetic.

She’s a great dancer, she’s learned flower arranging, her English is very good, her French is not bad, she’s highly educated… she hasn’t received her diploma yet.

She had worked in a forest company and was familiar with the project.

From this perspective, she is so amazing.

Give yourself a thumbs up!

Next, continue analyzing the market.

After thinking about it, Jiang Deng typed the following line:

Dance studio jobs are hard to find.

After thinking about it, I added two qualifiers in front: Yuzhen and short-term work.

This is much easier to analyze.

First of all, if she wants to make money and experience life, she doesn’t necessarily have to find a job. She can also be a freelancer, or... a self-employed person.

Secondly, when looking for a job, one can see how her skills match the market, and she can definitely learn what is lacking.

Finally, just because it’s hard to find short-term dance-related jobs in Yuzhen doesn’t mean it’s hard to find long-term jobs. Other industries may be better, and there are definitely more jobs in big cities.

Jiang Deng wrote a short essay and concluded:

The future looks bright.

Keep up the good work tomorrow!

……

The next day, Jiang Deng carried his computer to a cafe near the hotel and continued to refine his job search plan. He also sorted out his past life experiences and wrote a resume.

When I felt tired, I ran out and breathed fresh air on the lawn in the park.

It was already summer, and the weeds on the lawn were growing vigorously. Jiang Deng pulled them up from the ground by their heads, braided them into several weeds, and finally made them into a weed wreath and wore it on his head.

Hmm, it seems... there are still a few flowers missing.

Jiang Deng used the lake surface as a mirror and looked around. Looking at the lotus flowers that were about to bloom, he felt eager to do something.

After hesitating for a while, I decided to give up.

There are a lot of people in the park on weekends, so it's difficult for her to do anything bad.

Besides, the grass ring is pretty nice.

Jiang Deng took out several more four-leaf clovers from the side, caught his breath, and strolled back to the cafe.

Around seven o'clock in the evening.

As Jiang Deng wished, he waited at the intersection of Bar Street until the two suspected kidnappers appeared.

A skinny man with unsteady steps, three white spots in the eyes and a gloomy face.

A man of normal build, with a beer belly, greasy hair and a shifty look in his eyes.

Almost the moment she saw the two people clearly, Jiang Deng's body subconsciously had a stress response. Her whole body trembled slightly. She clenched her fingers tightly, and the pain brought her back to her senses. She turned around and walked into the cake shop on the corner.

Can't go wrong.

They were the two kidnappers from my previous life.

Jiang Deng watched through the blind spot of the glass as the two men walked away arm in arm, talking and laughing, without moving at all.

"Hello, what would you like to order?"

The clerk's question interrupted Jiang Deng's thoughts.

Jiang Deng was a little dazed. Remembering that he hadn't had dinner yet, he grabbed a box of puffs in front of him and pointed to a durian bread next to it.

When checking out, Jiang Deng discovered that his fingernails had dug into the palm of his right hand and blood was oozing out.

Jiang Deng was very calm.

She washed her hands calmly, ate the bread in her hand calmly, and waited calmly until nine o'clock in the evening when two men came out of the bar.

She pretended to be in a hurry, passed by the two people, took out her cell phone from her handbag, and accidentally left a small wallet behind.

Then he walked a few steps as if he suddenly remembered and looked back.

The skinny man zipped up her wallet and was about to hide it.

Jiang Deng rushed over to ask for it.

The two drunk men looked her up and down with revealing eyes and a little bit of ill intention.

The skinny man immediately put the wallet behind him and said, "What? This is my wallet."

Jiang Deng reached out to grab it.

There were still quite a few people on the street at that time, and because of the street lights, it was not too dark. Immediately, several passers-by heard the noise and looked over.

Beer Belly hesitated: "How about..."

The skinny man interrupted him in a hoarse voice: "What are you afraid of? He's a mute. I checked and there's quite a bit of money in his wallet."

After he said that, his beer belly also became greedy and he immediately pushed the woman who was trying to snatch the wallet.

The skinny man saw the woman falling to the ground and kicked her hard in the stomach.

The two quickly fled the scene.

Jiang Deng fell to the ground, half curled up, with the red wool curl covering half of his face.

She covered her stomach expressionlessly and called the police station.