"What, are you applying for a job?"
At the front desk, a young girl about 20 years old glanced up and down at Wei Fuyuan, with the words "distrust" written brightly in her eyes.
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
He has been at the school grass level since he was a child, and he is popular with girls of the same age everywhere. Although he is not interested in the opposite sex, he has never been treated so coldly. .
"right."
He glared at the girl, suppressed his anger, and replied stubbornly:
"I want to apply for an assistant in your company."
When looking from the outside, Wei Fuyuan just thought that this two-story red brick building looked quite old. He didn't expect to come in and take a look, and then he felt that the house was too flattering to describe it as "old". "Dangerous House".
Although Wei Fuyuan didn't know much about architecture, anyone who saw the cracked walls would think that the house must be at least fifty years old.
This small building was originally a private residence. The windows were small and high, and the well-shaped beams were pressed very low, surrounding the living room, making the lighting in the house very poor.
Now the house has been transformed into a broadcasting company, and most of the wall facing the street has been knocked down and replaced with a whole glass curtain wall.
But even so, the lighting in the house still hasn't improved much, it's dark, and the lights are turned on during the day, and there is a strong musty smell.
Wei Fuyuan felt that the building was too suitable for a horror movie, both in appearance and inside.
"Wei Fuyuan, born on September 12, 20XX, that is, 21 years old this year, is a junior in business administration at Fengxing University."
The girl opened Wei Fuyuan's student ID card and pouted in disdain.
"We don't recruit working students here."
She is petite, more than twenty centimeters away from Master Wei, who is 187 centimeters long, and she has to raise her head when looking at him.
But the girl had a beautiful appearance and sharp eyes, and she was stunned with a height of just over 1.6 meters.
"And just like you, you don't seem to be able to resist things at first glance."
- It doesn't look like you can handle it.
This sentence is very exciting.
Wei Fuyuan's face changed suddenly, and he jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"Why can't I take care of it!"
He stretched out his hand to block the girl who looked like the front desk, and looked around:
"Where's your company's HR? Let me tell him!"
"We don't have HR here."
The girl folded her arms and sneered, "If I say you can't do it, then you can't do it."
If it wasn't for Young Master Wei's adherence to the principle of "not having the same knowledge as girls", someone would have dared to provoke him again and again, and he would have been thrown to the ground long ago.
Just when the two were about to quarrel, the young man named Beiquan came out of the back room.
"What's the noise?"
Beiquan put on a black cardigan jacket over his home clothes, sleeved his arms as if afraid of the cold.
"Zhu Ling, go see if your salary has increased."
He smiled at the girl, then turned to look at Wei Fuyuan:
"You come in with me."
The girl known as Zhu Ling pouted and said nothing. She turned her head and went upstairs. The wooden ladder made a "dump" sound as she walked.
Wei Fuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down his frowning expression slightly, followed Beiquan through the living room converted into the front desk, and entered the room on the right.
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Like the one outside, this room is dated.
The room is not big, only about 15 square meters, the walls are worn out, the corners are covered with mildew, and the furnishings in the house are also very simple.
Next to the narrow window is a large desk, on the left is a bookcase that leads directly to the ceiling, and on the right is a file cabinet of the same size. The room was even more depressing.
"Come, sit down and talk."
Beiquan walked behind the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, and made a "please" gesture to another chair in the room.
Wei Fuyuan did as he was told.
Beiquan took Wei Fuyuan's student card and studied it carefully.
Ordinary people's ID photos will look very dirty, but the young master of the Wei family is really good-looking, and every shot is a model face.
His face is straight and his appearance is in line with traditional Chinese aesthetics.
Originally, the appearance like Wei Fuyuan was completely a cold male god who could only be seen from a distance and could not be played with, but a round and sexy lip bead grew in the middle of his upper lip, which neutralized the sharpness of his facial features, especially When he laughs, the shape of his lips will turn into a beautiful water chestnut shape, which makes him look a little more youthful and cute.
Beiquan looked at the student ID card in his hand, and then looked at the young master Wei, who didn't look like a candidate at all with Erlang's legs crossed, and chuckled:
"Do you really want to come to our company for a part-time job?"
Wei Fuyuan was about to nod his head when suddenly there were three knocks on the door.
Then the door opened.
Wei Fuyuan glanced back and was immediately stunned.
It turned out to be a child holding a tray who came in.
It's not surprising that some small companies have children coming and going, and it's acceptable to help with tea and water, but the doll who entered the door is too small!
The child was no more than three years old at most. He was a little fat, with round cheeks, holding a large tray with two cups of tea, and walked swayingly.
Wei Fuyuan always felt that he was going to trip his left leg over his right leg in the next second, throwing himself on his back.
"I'll bring tea."
The little doll brought the tray to the desk and said in a milky voice.
He was no more than a few centimeters taller than the table, and he could barely reach the table on tiptoes.
Wei Fuyuan was afraid that he would put the hot tea on his head, hurriedly grabbed the tray, and then picked up the cups one by one and put them on the table.
"thanks."
The child narrowed his eyes and smiled like a New Year's picture doll.
Then he turned his head to look at Beiquan, and said in a small milky voice old-fashioned:
"Beiquan, this person is not bad, just him."
"Okay, you go out first for a raise."
Beiquan waved his hand.
The little doll let out an "oh" and went out with an empty tea tray, not forgetting to bring it home at the end.
"and many more… "
Wei Fuyuan pointed at the door and opened his eyes wide, in disbelief:
"Where did this kid come from?"
"My company's employees."
Beiquan smiled, "The position is probably a life assistant."
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
For a moment, he wondered if he had entered some black shop by mistake.
This place is small and broken, the front desk lady is terribly fierce, and the life assistant is actually a three-year-old child laborer!
Is this really a legitimate company
"We have looser working hours here."
Beiquan returned the student ID to Wei Fuyuan.
"Our only radio show is at 12 o'clock on Thursday evening. You can understand it as early morning on Friday. It's a chat show and doesn't need to be pre-recorded."
Beiquan smiled:
"But usually you have to go out with me to get material - shouldn't it conflict with your class time?"
—Fuck!
Wei Fuyuan was shocked.
This part-time job is not only easy, but it is almost like tailor-made for him, and it meets all his requirements perfectly.
However, Young Master Wei is, after all, a child in a big family who has been educated by elites since childhood. He knows that there is no free lunch in the world, and that the conditions are too generous, which often means that a trap is waiting for him.
In particular, this broadcasting company called "Santuchuan" is really unreliable, and it is even more suspicious.
- Next, should you let me pay the security deposit
Wei Fuyuan was thinking about the common recruitment scams and how to deal with it. When he looked at Beiquan's beautiful face, he seemed to be looking at a fraudster.
Beiquan: "The internship period is three months, and the monthly salary is 7,800 yuan. Three meals and accommodation are included. Do you want to do it?"
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
This condition is too good, even if he told himself over and over that it was just a scam, it would be hard not to be moved.
"… do you want to pay a security deposit?"
Finally, Young Master Wei couldn't help but test it out cautiously.
"Need not."
Beiquan opened the drawer, pulled out a contract and handed it to Wei Fuyuan:
"Anyway, you're just a part-timer, so let's try it out for a month."
Master Wei took over the contract and read it carefully, word by word, twice.
However, before signing, he still confirmed it out of prudence.
"This provides accommodation... where do I live?"
"Just here."
Beiquan raised his hand and pointed up. There is an empty room upstairs, right here
Wei Fuyuan blinked and asked a somewhat outrageous question:
"Do you live here too?"
"Um."
Beiquan nodded and replied smoothly:
"It's right next door to you."
Wei Fuyuan: "... done!"
Young Master Wei didn't know if he was fascinated or not. After hearing that Beiquan also lived in this small building, he actually signed a part-time contract.
Then, as the boss, Beiquan took the new employee around the company enthusiastically, which is considered to be familiar with the environment.
The whole red brick building has a total of two floors, with a total area of about 180 square meters.
In addition to the living room on the first floor, which is used as the front desk and the reception room, there are also kitchens, toilets, and a study used by Beiquan as an office.
There are two rooms on the second floor.
The largest one was built by opening up two adjacent rooms. The original wall was replaced with a glass door. On the left near the entrance was the reference room, which contained a mountain of books and newspapers, and on the right was a studio with a mixing console for broadcasting.
The smaller room is Beiquan's residence.
Wei Fuyuan went in and took a look. The area is not large and there are very few things. The bedding is neatly folded, just like the room in the Express Hotel that was just cleaned up.
"what about me?"
Wei Fuyuan pointed to himself, "Where do I live?"
"This way."
Beiquan smiled and clapped his hands, pointing in a certain direction.
"You just stay here."
Only then did Wei Fuyuan notice that there was a small door behind the corner of the stairs. He opened it and found that it turned out to be a storage room.
The storage room is only less than ten square meters. Although there are not many things in it, half of the room is stuck under the stairs, and the ceiling is inclined. The originally narrow space was compressed in half again.
Wei Fuyuan: "..."
He really never imagined that he would have a day in the storage room like Harry Otter.
Beiquan, as if he didn't see Young Master Wei's suddenly ugly face, smiled and said:
"This room is not bad, if you clean it up, it will definitely fit a single bed."