After that day, Yan Yueming never saw the man or the door again. People from the community took a look and left quickly. The alley was calm, as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Yan Yueming felt that the man he saw that day was just an illusion and his own imagination. He also took another map test on the way to find a job, and the result was that everything was normal.
A week later, the aunt who went out to play had not come back yet. After being confused, Xiao Ming finally found his life direction - he decided to take the exam.
The cleaning lady at my former company was right when she said that civil servants have an iron rice bowl. If he has a staff, even if he accidentally breaks the rules again, the unit will find a way to protect him. They always have special strategies.
This is also the best life opportunity he can seize as an ordinary person. As for which unit to take the exam? That is of course the Qi phase bureau.
He has read that the Gas Physics Bureau will be recruiting a few clerks in the second half of the year. They will work in offices and will not have to go out to work or be involved in danger. The benefits are high, the remuneration is good, it’s a rare day-shift job, and there are no professional requirements.
Before that, Yan Yueming could work part-time while preparing for exams, which would not affect his ability to receive unemployment benefits, killing three birds with one stone.
For this reason, Yan Yueming found his childhood friend. His younger name is Han Mei, a girl, one year older than him. He was originally a resident of Puxiazi Lane, but later moved to the west of the city with his parents. Although the distance between the two is far apart, their feelings are still there and they have kept in touch for so many years.
When they were young, the neighbors in the alley joked that they were childhood sweethearts and made them a couple, but only Han Mei knew that Yan Yueming liked boys.
Yan Yueming has always felt that Han Mei regarded him as a sister for so many years, and he had proof.
Closer to home, Han Mei is now a primary school teacher, and Yan Yueming wants to ask her if she has a part-time job as a tutor. Han Mei was also very helpful and called him within two days.
"Didn't you also say that you want to find a reliable training class? The level of training classes now varies. It's okay if you want to take exams in other departments. What you want to take is the gas phase bureau. It not only has theoretical exams but also special exams. No How can I be a good teacher? This teacher was introduced by our teaching director. It is said that he is very good and he is also a retired employee of the Gas Physics Bureau."
Yan Yueming said in surprise: "Is the tuition expensive?"
Han Mei: "One hundred yuan per class."
Yan Yueming: "That's not expensive. It's cheaper than the market price."
Han Mei: "Indeed. But there is a problem. This teacher has a weird temper and is not easy to get along with, and he picks students. Private classes, students are introduced by acquaintances, and they may not be accepted. Do you want to go? Do you want to go? If so, I’ll ask our director to tell you.”
Yan Yueming was moved, but still hesitant, "Would it be too much trouble?"
Han Mei suddenly lost her temper and said: "You still said you told me now after such a big thing happened? Or are you not a good sister? If you sign up, it's their business whether they will accept you or not. It's not a guarantee. How much favor can you owe? ?Okay, it’s settled, I’ll talk to the director and I’ll send you the teacher’s address later.”
After finishing speaking, Han Mei hung up the phone, acting vigorously and resolutely as usual. But Yan Yueming knew that she was more afraid that she would refuse again, so she couldn't help but feel a little touched. Sisters should be sisters, and for this friendship, he could do it.
After most of the day, information about the teacher was sent.
The cold-blooded CEO killed his wife: He lived at No. 111 Huayuan Road.
The ruthless CEO kills his wife: The teacher’s surname is Li, just come to the door directly. When the other party asks, he will say that Director Zhu introduced him.
The cold-blooded CEO kills his wife: About one o'clock tomorrow afternoon.
Desperate Xiao Ming: Okay sister!
Xiao Ming is full of energy.
Soon he changed his online name to "Come on Xiao Ming". He believed that positive words would bring strength to people.
The next afternoon, Yan Yueming was ready and set off on his aunt's pink electric donkey.
In order to impress the teacher as a good student, he deliberately found the backpack he often carried when he went to college, and brought with him the teaching aids he had collected these days, the notes he had taken, and a bag of thousands of selected materials. Orange, dressed closer to the students.
Retired employees of the Gas Physics Bureau must be at least 60 years old. The elderly may prefer such a student-like dress.
He regretted it when he got there.
He didn't study the teacher's address carefully before arriving. He only remembered that Huayuan Road was considered the old city. When he arrived, he discovered that No. 111 was a single-family villa with a beautiful red roof hidden behind a small park. At first he thought he had gone wrong, and he discovered it after riding a small electric donkey around the park.
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that there is a small parking lot surrounded by green cypresses in front of the villa, which is just right for parking. Yan Yueming saw cars driving in from a distance, more than one.
Soon, several young men and women got out of the car, all of them glamorous and either rich or noble.
Yan Yueming is looking at them, and they are also looking at Yan Yueming.
The pink e-mule drove past a row of luxury cars. Yan Yueming was not too embarrassed to stop, so he drove right past. After passing through the parking lot, he was looking for a place to stop. After all, the e-mule didn't need to take up much space. Who knew there was a sign on the side of the road with a big line of words on it.
[50 fine for illegal parking]
For a mere 50 yuan, Yan Yueming drove around the parking lot and then entered through the original entrance.
The young men and women saw him driving over and back again. The little pink e-mule was extremely nimble.
Yan Yueming could only pretend to be calm. He looked left and right and didn't see a special place for power outages, so he had to park in the parking space of the car. Next to it is a silver-labeled luxury car with a market price of 9 million.
Pink electric donkey, 900 yuan.
The gap of countless zeros made Yan Yueming not want to make eye contact with the person next to him. But soon, he discovered that these people had the same destination as him, so when everyone walked to the gate of the villa together, the two parties inevitably met each other's eyes.
A boy in a suit and tie who looked like a nobleman looked at him in surprise, "Are you going to sign up too?"
Do you believe me when I say I passed by?
Yan Yueming didn't understand at all. He just wanted to take a training class for the entrance examination. How could he become like this? Does he deserve to have the same teacher as these people? Is he Xiao Ming worthy?
These people are clearly of the same class as the boss who fired him!
Yan Yueming could only hold on to the strap of his backpack and nodded honestly. Seeing him like this, the other party was about to say something else when the door of the villa opened.
Everyone looked over and saw a tall girl wearing a blue dress and a high ponytail appearing at the door, with delicate features and a cold expression.
Yan Yueming was just thinking about how he was going to introduce himself in front of this group of people and whether it would embarrass Han Mei's director, when he saw the girl glance at their faces one by one and said, "It looks like everyone is here. Come in, everyone.”
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
No one raised any objections, and the scene in Yan Yueming's imagination of a rich kid pointing at him and asking why he should go in with us did not appear. Everyone seemed quite polite, polite but distant.
He didn't care, he just went in last and didn't fight or grab.
Yan Yueming was pessimistic about today's results. Although the teacher only paid 100 yuan per class, he was definitely not an ordinary person who could attract these people. He had a lot of connections with the ordinary retired employees of the Qi Physics Bureau who he thought were just a bit powerful. big gap. In comparison, I am really not good enough.
But he came here with Han Mei's favor. Director Zhu was willing to introduce him, so he had to complete the process. But he doesn’t seek results.
My aunt said, just work hard.
Thinking about it this way, he felt much more relaxed, less nervous and surprised, and was still in the mood to look at the furnishings in the house. The noble man next to him saw him like this and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Aren't you nervous?"
"Ah?" Yan Yueming was stunned. The other person actually didn't mean to offend when he asked the question twice. Yan Yueming could feel it. He was just out of curiosity, so he paused and answered him in a low voice: "Is it okay?"
The noble prince secretly gave him a thumbs up, "Awesome."
Yan Yueming became even more confused. Before he could reply, the noble prince suddenly drooped his face and said, "My father said that if I am sent back today, I will be rewarded with a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots."
Do you rich people also have such a down-to-earth education style?
Yan Yueming comforted him, and the two of them invisibly became a little closer. At this time, the girl in the blue dress led them into the living room. There was a long walnut table in the living room, with four chairs on each side. There was a piece of paper and pen in front of each chair, which corresponded to the eight of them.
It seems that there is an exam coming up.
"Sit down." The girl pulled a whiteboard from the side and turned it over to reveal the test questions on it. "The questions are on top. The highest score can be kept. Time it for 10 minutes."
After finishing speaking, she didn't wait for anyone else to speak. She glanced at her watch and said coldly: "Start."
No one else had time to question, they all said there were only ten minutes left. But time was running out, but no one put pen to paper. Everyone looked at the topic on the whiteboard with disbelief on their faces.
Question 1: Dog or cat?
Question 2: Red or blue?
Question 3: Sunny or rainy day?
…
Question 10: If two rules violate each other, one will kill you and the other will kill the teacher, which one should you choose?
There are ten questions in total. The first nine are all inexplicable multiple-choice questions without subjects. Only the last one seems to be related to the rules, but it is also very informal.
Save the teacher? Or save yourself? If you answer the former, others will think you are fake; if you answer the latter, the teacher will kill you on the spot.
"What nonsense question?"
"How to answer this?"
"Are you kidding us?"
Questions rang out, and the impulsive person had already stood up. The girl in the blue dress didn't care. She raised her hand and knocked on the whiteboard. "If you don't want to answer, you can leave immediately."
The boy who stood up still wanted to argue, "He didn't even show his face, and he just asked us this kind of question to send us away?"
The girl glanced at him coldly, "Teacher, did you miss this hundred yuan?"
The boy choked immediately. At this time, the person next to him pulled him, and he almost caught him. As the question-answering continued, the girl glanced at everyone, then looked at her watch, and said, "You've already wasted a minute."
This time, no one made any fuss anymore. No matter how depressed their expression was, they continued to answer the questions honestly.
Yan Yueming is not depressed at all. He doesn't ask for results anyway, so he just chooses. Dog or cat? He wants it all. Red or blue, sorry, he likes pink and pea green.
Sunny or rainy? Of course, it’s a sunny day when the breeze is blowing and the sun is not too harsh, and it’s a light rain when I don’t have to go to work. He not only answered the questions, but also answered them beyond the outline. His handwriting was correct, and everyone who read it agreed.
Soon reaching the tenth question, Yan Yueming finally encountered a problem. He dislikes the "you die, I die" problem the most. It's a classic dilemma that dead people can't live and living people are worse than dead.
So how to answer?
He thought hard and finally wrote two words.
"Time's up." The girl checked her watch and stepped forward to collect the paper without any delay. She kept a cold face the whole time. When she saw someone handing in a blank paper, she had no special reaction. She only read more when she finally received Yan Yueming's paper. He glanced.
Yan Yueming smiled shyly, feeling embarrassed. I felt great for the moment when I answered the paper, and I hope the teacher will not have any objections to him when he corrects the paper later.
"You guys wait here for a while. I'll go upstairs to find the teacher to mark the papers. I'll be down soon." The girl picked up the papers and left. As soon as she left, everyone couldn't hold back their words.
Among them, the boy who stood up was the most angry. He was also the youngest person present, 17 or 8 years old at most. Yan Yueming was still muttering in his mind why he had to attend the editing training at such a young age, so he heard him say: "If my family hadn't pressured me to come, I wouldn't have come. Who are these people?"
"My strength is there, otherwise you would be able to come?"
"Is it possible that I'm still afraid of a retired old man?"
"You should think about how to explain to your family after being sent back later. That is not an ordinary old man."
"What teacher can't I hire if I have money?"
As he spoke, the smell of gunpowder arose. The boy was impatient. Even if he could hear others irritating him, he couldn't hold back. He stood up and left.
There was a lot of commotion in the living room, and somehow, the firepower was transferred to the young master and Yan Yueming, who were whispering.
"What are you talking about?"
The person who asked the question was polite and smiling, but Yan Yueming only felt that it was embarrassing. What are these rich kids doing? He is just Xiao Ming going through the motions. Why should you ask him?
Fortunately, your young master is very tough. He is in the same circle as these people, and he speaks straightforwardly, "It's none of your business what we talk about. Can't I make friends?"
"You?" The girl opposite raised her eyebrows slightly. The words she spoke were obviously gentle and gentle, but they just made people feel light and unrealistic, making them a little uncomfortable for some reason. She looked at Yan Yueming, her eyes scanning up and down his body, "Make friends with him?"
Yan Yueming retorted in a low voice: "What's wrong with me?"
The girl smiled and said, "I didn't say anything to you, classmate, don't get me wrong."
Yan Yueming: "Oh."
The girl stopped looking at him, but before she could take away the contempt in her eyes, anyone present could see it. Someone at the table chuckled, and Yan Yueming also heard it.
He has good hearing, has a small temper, and is weak and ordinary.
Yan Yueming turned to look at the noble master and asked him seriously: "Then can I be friends with you?"
He didn't ask the other person if he wanted to be friends with him, but he asked if he could. This subtle difference made the noble man stunned, and then he laughed, "Okay, brother. By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet. My name is Cao Yu, or the word Yu with a lot of apostrophes added to it." "
Yan Yueming was very happy, "My name is Yan Yueming, Nan Feiyan, Sun Yueming."
Your Majesty: "This is a good name, much easier to remember than mine."
When the two of them talked, they immediately created a small world on this long table that no one else could join. The girl who was talking to Yan Yueming just now couldn't help but smile when she saw that they had really made friends.
"Elementary school student..."
Someone on the other side complained in a low voice, but Yan Yueming didn't care.
"At least elementary school students don't talk about people behind their backs." Just then, the girl came back, her eyes as cold as knives. She took the final report card and walked up to Yan Yueming regardless of how ugly the face of the person she criticized was. "Welcome, junior, you passed."
Not only were the others at the table stunned, but Yan Yueming himself was also stunned, pointing to his nose, "Me?"
"He answered better than us?"
"How can it be!"
Questions rang out. In fact, even Yan Yueming himself didn't dare to believe it, so he took the initiative to ask: "Then how many points did I get?"
If it is a 10-point system, the first place must at least pass, right? That's 6 points?
The girl shook her head, "1 point."
Yan Yueming: "1 point?!"
Your Majesty: “What about us???”
Girl: "0."
"…………"
Silence is No. 111 Huayuan Road at this moment.
