Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The old lady took the people to three rooms, all of which were messy, with bedding in disarray and clothes scattered around, and the wardrobes were piled up haphazardly like a garbage dump.

"Okay, now I give you one hour to make the whole room look brand new. The best ones will stay, and those who exceed the time limit will be eliminated. I don't like girls who are clumsy."

The three of them became serious when they heard this, put on gloves and masks and started to get busy. Each of them had his own room to clean, so they didn't have to worry about others and couldn't see what was going on with others.

The old lady walked in the corridor, stopping at the door to take a look from time to time, and she probably had an idea in her mind.

It sounds simple to be a nanny, but the overall requirements are quite high. She must be young, lively, and likable, be able to cook and take care of housekeeping, and be honest, not talkative, and not curious.

She has to be meticulous in her work. Well, there is only one person who is pretty good. The girl is so young and works so efficiently, which is quite interesting.

An hour passed quickly. When the time came, the three of them left the room and stood in the corridor, with their heads slightly lowered, like students waiting for their teacher to mark their papers.

The old lady looked at each room one by one. The first room was average, not too messy, but it was obviously not professional enough and the clothes were not folded neatly.

The wrinkles on the bed sheets were not fixed properly, so I passed it up.

The second one had obviously learned about storage, and had no problem with organization, but unfortunately he was a bit slow, and it took him an hour to finish.

And it's not okay to wear such a bright skirt and high heels to an interview. You don't look like you can do any work at all.

She is an old woman, not a man, so why would she want such a gorgeous woman around? And the perfume smells too bad, not refreshing enough, pass.

Walking into the third room, I saw that it was clean and tidy at first glance. Not only was it completed within the specified time, but it was also stored in a standard manner, which was very comfortable to look at.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Little girl, you stay. The other two can leave. Oh, butler, give them 50,000 yuan each."

"Thank you for the trouble. Please follow the butler and leave."

The eyes of the woman in the white dress dimmed a little when she heard this, but then she thought that she could get 50,000 yuan by wasting half a day for the interview, which was considered a good profit.

The woman in the red dress frowned, clearly a little dissatisfied. "Old Madam, I want to know why I was not selected. Is it because I didn't organize everything well?"

"No, that's just one of the reasons. The more important reason is that you didn't put yourself in the right position. It's the old woman who needs a nanny, and the elderly don't like people who dress up, you know."

"Also, the perfume is too strong. I don't like perfume. This girl is great in every way. I'm very satisfied."

Tong Yao's mouth corners lifted uncontrollably, her eyes full of joy. It was great that she was hired. Woohoo, she finally had a job and didn't have to go to the job market and hit a wall.

She wanted to cry when she thought about the obstacles she would encounter after graduation and how she could barely pay the rent. Woohoo, her life was so miserable. Who said that life would be good after graduation?

If she hadn't been smart and hadn't taken various exams for certificates in college, she probably wouldn't even be qualified to be a nanny now, and would have to work like a slave, working herself to death just to make ends meet.

After the old lady had the housekeeper take the person away, she waved and said, "Little girl, your name is Tong Yao, right? It's a very nice name. Come with me, I have something to ask you."

Tong Yao's eyes rolled around, and she looked very smart.

I followed behind him obediently, feeling a little nervous. This was the last part of the interview, and if I failed, I would probably be kicked out. But sincerity was the killer move.

She must have answered the employer's questions honestly and sincerely with all her heart. Come on!

The old lady took her to the garden, sat on a bench, and motioned her to sit opposite. As if chatting with her, she asked, "Little girl, you are only 25 years old this year. You should have graduated."