The vest cannot be collapsed

When Haruki Jushan struggled to get out of the quilt, Megumi Fukuro, who was already on the way to school, was calling Gojo Satoru.

The scumbag on the opposite side, Gojo Satoru, seemed to be talking to the person next to him, casually perfunctory Fu Heihui.

"I said there was a conjurer who didn't know he had the power of spells," Fu Heihui's veins bulged when he heard the perfunctory voice from the other side of the phone, "When will you come here?" Take it to the college."

"Oh conjurer," Gojo Satoshi said perfunctorily, "what's his level?"

"There is no level," Fu Heihui said in a stiff tone, he knew that the phone call with Gojo Satoru would end up like this, could the bastard on the other side listen to what he was saying, "I picked it up on the street yesterday .”

"Really?" Gojo Satoru's voice suddenly became excited, "Now you can find conjurers on the main road?"

Hearing the sound of Fuheihui taking a deep breath from the microphone, Gojo Satoru gestured to Otoko Yuta beside him, straightened his face and replied: "Then let him live at home first, and go to the sister school to exchange ideas the day after tomorrow. Yes, I'll come back after the exchange meeting is over when I have time."

Fu Heihui paused on the phone. He didn't expect that it was less than three days before the sister school exchange meeting. If Gojo Satoru took him to the high school at this time, wouldn't it be no training for Haruki Jushan? If you haven't received it, you will be beaten on the court.

Before he could think clearly, Gojo Satoru on the other end of the phone began to perfunctorily prepare to hang up the phone: "Then it's settled, bye bye."

"By the way," he suddenly remembered before hanging up the phone, "where does the conjurer you picked up live?"

"Your room." Fu Heihui sneered and hung up the phone.

Gojo Satoru on the other end of the phone scratched his head when he saw the call being hung up quickly, and decided to put the matter of him being hung up on in a cheeky manner: "Yuta, let's continue to talk about the magician you met. thing."

"Why are there so many conjurers suddenly?" He turned his head and muttered in a low voice.

And Fu Heihui, who stood at the school gate and hung up the phone, took a few deep breaths before putting away the phone and walking into the gate.A phone call with Wujo Wu is like losing ten years of life. In order to prevent him from premature aging, he still needs to communicate less with Wujo Wu in the future.

On this unremarkable morning when Fu Hei was killed by Gojo Gojo, Haruki Yayama was left at home by two Fu Hei who had to go to school, and was racking his brains to make up his resume.

"System," he looked at the pile of job advertisements on the computer with a headache, then looked at his poor and poor resume, and closed his eyes in pain, "I think I should spread Internet cafes. Vote all over again and say it again.”

[You vote,] the system's tone is pitiful, [Although I think you, a black household with a national high education level, can't find a job. 】

"Isn't this the job you asked me to find?" Jushan Haruki copied the HR email addresses of all the companies one by one, and started sending mass emails with one click.

[Who made you willing to pay 300 million leeks for a fourth-level curse spirit? 】The system is very confident.

During the painful process of submitting resumes, one person attacked each other endlessly. Before the batch of companies finished sending out their resumes, a new email suddenly appeared on the computer screen.

"It's not what I thought, is it?" Haruki Juyama's pupils trembled, and he manipulated the mouse to open the new email tremblingly.

Interview.

The system is unbelievable: [HR is as blind as you? 】

"Interview at two o'clock in the afternoon," Jushan Haruki read the content of the email word by word, and immediately decided to go early to give HR a good impression, "The system is still a securities company."

The system didn't listen to him at all, the system was heartbroken for HR's premature blindness.

It's not easy to recruit someone. It's not easy to recruit Shan Qingshu, the young man is too small, too small.

【Why did you go to this company? ] The system decided to ask for clarification.

——"Why did you come to our company?"

In the spacious and bright room, HR was wearing a suit and leather shoes, holding Haruki Yoshiyama's poor resume with a serious expression.

"Didn't you send me an email to ask me to come?" Jushan Haruki asked tentatively.

"That's not what I meant," HR frowned, "I'm asking, why do you think we are looking for you?"

Jushan Haruki said firmly, "Because you are short of people."

The system laughed wickedly.

HR was caught off guard by this brilliant interviewer, and immediately decided to skip these clichés and enter the core question: "What do you think you can bring to the company?"

Bright lights, spacious offices, an excellent location in the CBD of the city center, and a clear workflow with a clear division of labor, all of these show that this company is the best ideal for those who urgently need a serious work look. choose.

He took a deep breath and said carefully, "I can bring you a new employee."

【pass?This is over? 】Looking at Haruki Juyama, who has submitted an application for employment and received a badge and is now walking to his work station, the system suspects Tongsheng for the first time.

It has never been so clearly aware of the fact that Haruki Hareki's luck is really S.

"Yeah? Otherwise?" Jushan Haruki was puzzled, "Are you listening to me? The supervisor asked me to go to work today, and then I can ask the senior next to me for specific work matters when I arrive at the station."

While wearing his badge and sitting in his own seat, he began to look for where the senior said by the supervisor was.

——The supervisor said that the senior has blond hair and a big back, so that should be the colleague sitting on his left.

Jushan Haruki decided not to bother others, although he has never worked in the securities industry, but the problem is not serious, he can try it out first.

He confidently turned on the computer provided by the company, and soon got stuck on the first step.

"System, system," he whispered, "do you have any tutorials on how to engage in the securities industry in your automatic learning materials? Give me some."

The system sneered: [You don't want to use this kind of junk files to occupy my precious memory. 】

Jushan Qingshu saw that this way was not feasible, he sighed regretfully, and prepared to make up nonsense.

Just at this moment, he heard a nice bass voice coming from behind.

The nice bass said something not so nice: "What are you doing?"

Haruki Jushan turned his head, and found that the person who came was the blond-haired senior, and his name was neatly printed on the senior's badge - Jianren Qihai.

Qihai Jianren frowned and glanced at the work he had done: "You are a new employee recruited by personnel."

Haruki Jushan nodded cowardly.

"You don't have relevant work experience before, do you? Is your major not the right one?"

Haruki Jushan continued to nod cowardly.

"Then why did the personnel recruit you?" Jianren Qihai finally raised his head from the messy work he was doing, his face was full of the collapse of being forced to tutor his juniors.

"Are you underage?" He looked at Haruki Jushan's face and said this sentence suddenly.

Haruki Jushan nodded habitually, and then quickly shook his head under Jianren Qihai's shocked eyes after realizing something was wrong: "I'm an adult! I'm an adult!"

Being stuffed with a junior who needs to be taught from scratch, the junior not only has two curse spirits on him, but also can do anything.Jianren Qihai, who realized in advance that he might not be able to get off work on time today, finally sighed resignedly, trying to finally discover the advantages of the younger generation.

"Well," he said, "it must be special to be able to enter the job. What did you write on your resume?"

"Proficient in English, Chinese, Korean, Russian, Italian and other languages..."

The light of hope that can push the younger generation to other departments is ignited in Qihai Jianren's eyes.

"... written in Japanese." Haruki Jushan added this sentence tremblingly.

The system lacks the maniacal laughter of the great virtue. It said this morning that Haruki Yoshiyama couldn't write such nonsense on his resume in order to make up the word count.