naaapseattle Chapter 349 He is not a student, he is your interviewer (please book all!!!)
Chapter 349 He is not a student, he is your interviewer (please book all!!!)
between speeches.
Jiang Zhou turned around and left, directly at the end of the line.
His expression was calm, without a trace of embarrassment.
It's not ashamed at all to be reprimanded by peers.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the line was startled.
In their opinion, people who are accustomed to jumping in line must be the kind of particularly selfish people.
These people have several very similar qualities.
For example, ignoring the rules, not being polite, being self-centered, and defiant.
But how can this man speak so well?
Even let him line up and line up.
Has this society always been so harmonious?
"Would it have been better to have known the queue earlier?"
"They are all the same college students, and they still need me to teach."
"If you don't even bring a resume, a ghost would hire such a person."
When Fatty Oil saw that he promised so readily, he suddenly felt a sense of unfinished business.
He has already thought about how to deal with this person's rebuttal.
Who knew he would go to the line so easily.
This made him feel that he was not using all his strength, and he didn't know where to hit.
With his tongue-in-cheek tongue and iron teeth and copper teeth, he even defeated his opponent without exerting himself to the extreme.
It's really a waste of emotion to be so cowardly and learn from others to jump in the queue.
But that scene just now should have left a good impression on the interviewer.
Later, I only need to perform well in 217, and I should get offers from many companies.
Fatty Oil couldn't help but turn his head and glanced back.
At this time, Jiang Zhou was really obediently standing at the end of the line, whistling Nima.
Does this person know nothing about shame?
hiss……
Fatty Oil watched him for a while, and couldn't help frowning slightly.
When I was busy performing just now, I didn't pay much attention to his appearance.
Looking at it now, he felt that this person was a little familiar.
Did you know each other before?
No, it shouldn't.
It seems that he thinks too much.
Soon, it will be time for the school recruitment meeting to start.
The people who lined up waited quietly outside the door.
Some are reciting self-introductions silently, while others are reading their resumes over and over again.
Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.
The so-called sharpening of the gun in front of the battle, it is also light if it is not fast.
But in the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
Strange that the interview never started.
After waiting for a long time, the students in front of the entrance of the auditorium gradually became impatient.
So one by one whispered, full of doubts.
"Why haven't you started yet?"
"Yeah, we said it started at half past one?"
"Aren't these companies famous, and they have no concept of time??"
"I wouldn't come if I knew it earlier. I'm not really looking for a job, I just want to see if I can pass the interview. Isn't this a waste of time?"
"Everyone is here, why are we still waiting outside?"
The students outside the door opened their mouths one after another, and the voices of the discussions gradually increased.
The interviewers of the major companies sitting inside also looked suspicious.
Well, it starts at half past one.
They have other things after the interview.
It's not enough to drag on for half an hour.
At this moment, Yan Weimin came over from the backstage.
His brow furrowed slightly, his eyes a little puzzled.
He was chatting with the old man in the back just now, and he didn't pay attention to the situation in front.
It turned out that it was getting quieter and quieter outside, and then I realized that something was wrong.
"What's the matter? It's half past one, why haven't we started yet?"
The student in charge of registration hurried over: "Director Yan, an interviewer from a company hasn't come yet."
Yan Weimin had a question mark on his face: "Which company is so unremarkable?"
"It's the one over there..."
Looking in the direction of the registrar's finger, Yan Weimin looked over, and then was slightly taken aback.
Xingshang Investment · Jiang Zhou.
What the hell is this kid doing?
He wouldn't squat to the women's bathhouse of Qingbei University again to enjoy the scenery, would he?
With a depressed face, Yan Weimin quickly picked up his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Zhou's number.
At the same time, in the long queue outside.
A burst of cheerful and coquettish singing came out immediately.
"Dear, little sister, please don't cry~"
"There is a big hotel in front, let me take you in~"
"Oh~ don't cry out of pain~"
"Oh~ don't don't cry"
...
The sudden sound made the students in line turn their heads in an instant.
Their eyes became odd, constantly searching for the source of the sound.
In particular, some sweet and simple female college students blushed a little when they sang this song.
At this moment, Jiang Zhou calmly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.
Seeing this scene, the students around were contemptuous again.
It's the guy who just jumped in!
Doesn't he know to mute his phone in a public place like this?
Luckily it's still just queuing up.
If it rings during the interview later.
How many people's interview rhythm will be disrupted.
And how could this man's ringtone be so filthy?
Qingbei and Shangjing are also among the top schools.
How can there be such a student?
In the eyes of countless disgusting eyes.
Jiang Zhou raised the phone to his ear.
"Hey, Jiang Zhou, why haven't you arrived yet?"
"Director, I've already arrived!"
"Don't talk nonsense to me, I'm in it now, how can there be any shadow of you?"
"Oh, I'm in line outside the auditorium."
"You're the interviewer, and you line up with wool?"
"Some students stopped me and didn't let me in. They said that I was not polite. I thought that the interviewer had to queue up."
Jiang Zhou seems to be imitating the fat man just now.
The sound is not low, and the phone is also on hands-free.
At the same time, the surrounding students all showed their surprised eyes.
interviewer?
Isn't this person a student, why is he an interviewer again?
Damn, no wonder people squeezed in just now.
People should be sitting inside, not standing outside.
Who was so lazy to make him line up?
Thinking of this, everyone looked at the black and fat student in front of them.
Damn, just because that idiot brushed his presence, everyone waited in vain for half an hour!
At this time, Fatty Oil was also confused.
He felt that the man looked younger than himself.
How could such a person be an interviewer?
At this moment, the girl standing in front of Jiang Zhou spoke up.
"You...you're not going in yet?"
Jiang Zhou raised the corner of his mouth: "No, I'm going to line up."
The girl glanced at the time: "I have a part-time job in the afternoon. How can you start if you don't go in."
"Let them start the calculation first, and I'll wait for a while. Which school do you belong to, Miss?"
"I... Qingbei."
"Qingbei is good, do you have a boyfriend?".