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Chapter 617 All trump cards revealed!(1/2)

Eight in the morning.

Zhang Hong, who was about to code, received a mysterious phone call.

He said he saw his resume and was very interested in him, so he asked him to go to Tianbao Property on the top floor of his sister's building for an interview this morning.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhang Hong was overjoyed.

I just submitted my resume last night and asked myself to go for an interview today. Moreover, it was founded by Tianbao Property, perhaps also the owner of Tianbao Auction House.

If you can apply for the job, you may be able to get a high salary.

Then don’t let your wife and son be more beautiful than before.

Who stipulates that only the wife and children can have adventures, but not me?

But in fact, he had no idea at all.

Last night I said I wanted to go out to find a job, but it was just an impulse.

He is 52 years old and has not worked for more than ten years.

I have long been unadapted to working life.

He has long been out of touch with society.

Can I really still find a job?

Will anyone really want him?

Tianbao Property?

What do you like about him?

If it's a security company, maybe it's because of his powerful force.

He was thinking randomly all the way and drove to the Sisters Building.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Zhang Dong, who was leading security training, asked curiously.

"I just came out to see if there is a job suitable for me."

Zhang Hong did not dare to say that he was here for an interview because he was worried that he would not get the job, or that if he got the job, the salary would be too low and his son would laugh at him.

"Oh my god, are you really looking for a job? You are 52 years old, what kind of job can you find? Don't be irritated by your mother. Don't forget that your mother is nine years younger than you. She can still work and make money. You

, just stay at home and take care of your old age. Now my annual salary is three million, and my mother’s annual salary is five million. Am I still unable to support you?"

Zhang Dong said.

"Who wants you to support me? I have raised you all my life, and in the end I still want you to support me?" Zhang Dong was very depressed, but he didn't say anything, and entered his sister's building with a dark face.

This building is for rent.

Several companies are moving.

The elevator was actually a little busy.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Dong entered the elevator and went to the top floor of the building.

This floor is Tianbao Property Company.

An area of ​​20,000 square meters.

It can be said to be very luxurious.

The conference room door is open.

Sitting inside were Luo Pang and Tan Jia.

The two of them are in charge of today's interview.

Not only do we need to recruit property managers, but we also need to recruit some electricians, maintenance workers, and general staff.

Real estate companies still have quite a lot of business.

Responsible for the water and electricity, maintenance, decoration, leasing, rent collection, etc. of two buildings and one thousand houses.

This is a property valued at 150 billion.

No small matter.

Don't be careless.

Therefore, the salary given is quite high.

Anyway, it is much higher than the average company.

Therefore, there are quite a lot of people coming to apply for jobs.

The corridor was full of people.

"Are you here to apply for a job or something?"

Zhang Hong started to inquire as soon as he came up.

In the past, he worked as a technical manager in a foreign-funded enterprise for more than ten years.

But it has nothing to do with real estate.

Therefore, you must first understand the situation.

"electrician."

"Maintenance worker."

"clerk."

"Ordinary property staff."

"..."

"Do you know how much salary this property company can offer?"

Zhang Hong asked again.

"The job advertisement clearly states that the starting salary is 15,000 yuan per month, plus bonuses. Food and accommodation are included."

"Compared with employees in other Tianbao companies, the gap is huge."

Zhang Hong touched his forehead and almost turned around and left.

If you don't say whether you can apply for the job, just say you can, you won't be able to stay.

You can earn so much by writing online novels at home.

It's just a little harder, but free, don't go to work.

Make money at home.

What's more, my wife and son's salary is so high, it doesn't matter whether I write novels or not. From now on, I'll just have to live with myself.

Then he suddenly woke up.

No, no, I absolutely cannot eat soft rice.

I am a man and I must support myself.

You must make money to feel at ease.

To Zhang Hong's delight, it was his turn for the interview soon.

He was invited in and sat down on the sofa.

"Uncle drinks tea, uncle eats fruit."

Luo Pang and Tan Jia were extremely enthusiastic and even flattering.

"Oh my god, are you going to interview me? I almost thought they were my grandchildren." Zhang Hong touched his forehead, feeling a little strange inexplicably.

This is too contrary to common sense.

It's simply incredible.

"Uncle, we have read your resume and are very optimistic about you."

Luo Fat said, "You used to be a manager of a large enterprise and a famous online novelist. I am a fan of yours, and my boss is also a fan of yours. What's even more amazing is that you are also a super powerful martial arts master. No wonder

To be able to write such beautiful novels, especially about fighting, you are definitely the best."

"Uncle, talents like you are rare even in a hundred years. Our company needs super talents like you."

Tan Jia also flattered her.

"Damn it, I'm so awesome. The first time I went out to look for a job, I met a fan. Even the boss was a fan of mine?"

Zhang Hong was surprised and felt very refreshed.

But after all, he has been in society for more than ten years, and he is not easily fooled. Therefore, he asked intentionally or unintentionally: "You are really my fan, so do you know my pen name? Do you know what I have written?"

Works?"
To be continued...
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