Standing at the door of a wealthy building, Qi Yan looked at his suit with a market price of 500 yuan and sighed quietly.
This five hundred yuan is his food expenses for a month. Now, all of it is donated to the internship.
Rongteng Technology is one of the largest companies in City A. Speaking of which, the internship resume he submitted for two months finally got news yesterday. Just when he thought the whole thing was lost, Rongteng Technology hired him and asked him to report today.
This was either good news or bad news... After all, spending five hundred yuan to buy a suit was very painful for him.
But here, five hundred dollars is like a hair on a cow, not worth mentioning at all.
There were many senior interns, and many submitted their resumes here, but in the end he was the only one who was accepted. This made the boys envious for a long time. After all, Rong Teng is famous for his generosity, regardless of whether he is an intern. Both the wages and the wages of the employees are very impressive. The news of Qi Yan's admission reached Wen Ruo's ears. That night Wen Ruo excitedly held his hand and told how happy he was for him...
Of course I'm happy. If Qi Yan does well and is hired as a regular employee, his monthly salary will be considered a small fortune.
Qi Yan smiled at Wen Ruo, but thought sarcastically in his heart, is Wen Ruo ready to change his routine
The golden turtle son-in-law is definitely not that easy to catch. Wen Ruo also understands this truth. Therefore, if Qi Yan becomes rich in the future, it will not be just a cheap thing thrown away. How can he not pick it up
Therefore, just before he came to Rongteng to report, Wenruo specially made a 'love breakfast' and sent it to him downstairs in his dormitory. He gave him a lot of advice and almost gave him money to bribe the leader.
In comparison, Qi Yan was much more relaxed.
Because he knew that Rong Teng would definitely hire him.
In the original work, Qi Yan was not admitted. How could he still be used if he was not believed in for two months? So what is the reason for Qi Yan's resume to be revived... You don't need to think about it to know that someone has tampered with it behind the scenes.
Speaking of which, we have to mention Rongteng’s president, Feng Yangao.
Thinking of this, Qi Yan chuckled. Feng Yangao didn't know his name, but he recognized himself from the photos in hundreds of resumes. It was a bit cute...
The report was very successful, and he was assigned to the planning department, which matched his major. But for interns, at first they are just serving tea and pouring water, and then they give you a few files to record into your computer for backup, and so on. Fortunately, the planning department are all straightforward men, and they don't deliberately make things difficult, nor do they ridicule or roll their eyes. In addition, Qi Yan is very discerning, so everyone takes good care of him.
At noon, Qi Yan was just about to go to dinner when Wen Ruo called at the right time.
Qi Yan walked to the nearest safe staircase and answered the phone.
"Brother Xiaoyan! How is the company?"
Wen Ruo's anxious voice came, and his slightly faster tone lost the softness of the past and became a bit harsh.
"Fortunately, you and Aunt Wen don't have to worry." Qi Yan said calmly.
"Huh... that's good, but brother Xiaoyan, you must be careful not to offend your seniors, and just be aggrieved when something happens. After all, you are doing it to make money."
"...I will pay attention." Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and responded.
"Then, then you have a good meal... I won't say more to you, goodbye."
"Well, bye."
Recently, the situation between him and Wen Ruo was often like this. They would say two or three sentences but not many, and the communication would end soon.
Putting away the phone, he was about to turn around and leave, but was interrupted by a frivolous and familiar voice.
"My little lover's phone number?"