Eight o'clock that night.
Luo Yan was sitting in front of her desk with headphones on, watching this summer's new animation "Working Cells". Duan Jiabao was squeezing the pimples on his face in front of the mirror, and his expression was super happy when the white liquid broke out.
Normally, she would complain that what she ate yesterday was too oily, too spicy, or too much, but today she was very quiet, only sighing occasionally, giving the impression that she had learned the lesson and would improve it in the future. Correct the illusion.
Click~
With the sound of the door lock being unscrewed, Jiang Xiaoguo rushed into the room with a sultry air. The canvas bag even kissed the desk harshly. The sound startled Duan Jiabao, and he couldn't steady his fingers when squeezing pimples. , poked into the nostril.
"Shitou, Dabao, guess who I met at the financial scene today? Lin Yue!"
Luo Yan quickly took off her headphones and put her index finger to her lips, making a silent gesture.
Duan Jiabao also winked at her wildly.
"What's wrong? Are you cooking for someone else?"
Duan Jiabao pointed to the balcony. She turned her head and looked outside. She saw a pair of long, thin, white and tight legs propped up on the other side of the sliding door.
A name came to her mind.
At this time, the man on the balcony leaned back, and their eyes met in mid-air.
That's right, it's the aloof beauty Liang Shuang who has a strong aura and has basically never slept in the dormitory in three years of college.
Why is she back!
Jiang Xiaoguo looked at Duan Jiabao, who gave her an embarrassed look in return.
Liang Shuang is very concerned about her face and figure. She turns off the lights and goes to bed on time from 10:30 to 10:30 every day. She never eats spicy food and eats at regular times and in small quantities. She is insulated from snacks. Her drinks are either water or vegetable juice. To put it nicely, this is called self-discipline; to put it worse, it is pure perversion.
Not long after he arrived at South China University of Finance and Economics, he made a rich boyfriend and moved out to live outside. The dormitory was basically a warehouse, where he kept unworn clothes, unused bedding, etc., spending time with his roommate all year round. She has not been able to meet her for a few times, and she has an ugly face and chokes on her words. Jiang Xiaoguo, Duan Jiabao, and Luo Yan don't have a good relationship with her, and they are still a little afraid.
"Hehe, hehe..."
Jiang Xiaoguo waved to her with an embarrassed look on her face and said in a flattering tone: "Liang Shuang, you are back."
As a result, everyone ignored her and just glanced at her before sitting down in her seat and saying expressionlessly: "I'm telling you three, don't put anything on my bed in the future. It's not a warehouse."
Duan Jiabao muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "If you don't come back to live, what's wrong with Fangfang?"
Luo Yan was afraid that the two of them would start fighting, so she quickly changed the subject: "Xiaoguo, what did you just say? Did he go to the financial scene? And he also got an interview?"
"Not only that." When Jiang Xiaoguo talked about Lin Yue, her voice involuntarily rose three points higher: "I made an offer on the spot after the interview."
"Ah?" Duan Jiabao said, "Is he so powerful? Didn't you swear before that he couldn't even pass the preliminary screening?"
"I didn't know he would use forged resumes. He was an exchange student at Tsinghua University and MIT..." Jiang Xiaoguo shook his head helplessly and pinched his temples with his hands, looking like he was defeated. look.
Duan Jiabao and Luo Yan were stunned.
This person is too shameless.
"Isn't he afraid of being exposed?"
"Sister, if you were HR, would you bother to investigate the background of an intern? And he is also an employee who is highly regarded by the boss?"
Luo Yan looked puzzled: "What on earth did he do? To make you react so strongly."
Jiang Xiaoguo sighed and typed in the website address of Bilibili in the laptop browser that had been started. After entering the search keywords and hitting Enter, what appeared in front of a few people was a video made by the popular UP host.
"When I speak out for justice, I am maliciously slandered. When will the moral kidnapping end?"
"South China University of Finance and Economics broke the news that post-95 students angrily attacked the academic director."
"How to solve the independent kingdom of university administration? Should the tough guy from South China University of Finance be punished?"
"Who is weak is right series (3)."
"The shameless blogger cut off the beginning and the end, took it out of context, and the complete video of the debt collection incident at South China University of Finance and Economics was leaked."
"..."
Luo Yan pointed to the video on the screen: "This...how did the public opinion turn overnight?"
Jiang Xiaoguo said: "This is just Bilibili, NetEase, Weibo, Douban, Douyin... I searched around when I came back in the car, and similar videos and articles were spreading wildly. Fortunately, these bloggers have hidden The name of the person involved was removed and the face was mosaic, otherwise our dormitory might become a living room."
Luo Yan and Duan Jiabao looked at each other, looking like they couldn't accept it.
Liang Shuang, who was about to apply a facial mask over there, also stopped what he was doing and seemed to be listening to it as a story.
Jiang Xiaoguo said: "You think this is the end? You are too naive."
As she spoke, she put a document into Duan Jiabao's arms: "Look what this is?"
The two of them opened it and took a look.
The title reads: "Analyzing the prospects of the self-media industry from the diversion effect of hot events."
The following is a list of the traffic analysis, number of followers, and search index of major bloggers and self-media accounts who made articles about the debt collection incident of South China University of Finance and Economics...
From advertising to attract traffic, to membership conversion rate, to the effect of quality content on improving user stickiness...
From the living conditions of bloggers and self-media people, to the share of content platforms, profit models, value models, to the analysis of users’ behavioral habits and needs...
This thing can already be used as a graduation thesis, and it is a cutting-edge, novel, high-level and high-quality paper.
"What kind of company is Financial Scene? It is a company that gathers information from various industries, market trends, and tracks investment hot spots and financial information in real time. If you were the boss and saw the interviewer hand in an answer sheet like this, what would you do?"
All are senior graduates.
What is Duan Jiabao doing? She was wondering if her idol would be sad if she was attacked by black fans.
What is Luo Yan doing? I'm looking forward to the upcoming release of "A Certain Index III", and I'm studying how to equip the new hero from Pesticide.
What is Jiang Xiaoguo doing? She was thinking about how the new manager Guo didn't like Jiang Cha and what she could do to have a good relationship with him. At the critical moment, she helped her become a regular employee with a stroke of a pen.
"Oh, now I know why there is a saying that people are more irritated than others."
She was enveloped in a huge sense of frustration, thinking that Jiang Xueba from the School of Finance at South China University of Finance and Economics actually felt like she was being killed in an instant when facing the thing in her hand.
"If I were a boss in the financial field, if I met such a job seeker, let alone an internship, I would be able to become a full-time employee on the spot. And...don't you think this is magical?"
Luo Yan said: "What do you mean?"
"This guy actually turned the incident of his being bullied online into hot news, completed such an excellent paper, and used it to successfully enter the financial field. What would happen if the same thing happened to us? ?”
"..."
"..."
Luo Yan and Duan Jiabao didn't know how to answer. They couldn't think too deeply about this thing, because it was not only magical, but also terrifying if you think about it.
"By the way, don't tell anyone about his forged resume. I promised him." Jiang Xiaoguo thought of the conversation between the two in the stairwell, but thinking about it seriously, even if the boss knew about this situation, he would probably open his eyes. Just close one eye. After all, in private companies, academic qualifications are a stepping stone, and personal ability is the key.
The two nodded in agreement.
Jiang Xiaoguo glanced at Liang Shuang and thought that she was not the kind of person to talk too much, so she didn't worry too much.
Dong Dong Dong~
At this time there was a knock on the door outside.
"Who?"
Duan Jiabao went over and opened the door, and Wang Wei's face appeared in the crack of the door.
"This is three hundred yuan. Please give it to Jiang Xiaoguo for me."
After leaving these words, Wang Wei turned and left.
Duan Jiabao slapped the money on Jiang Xiaoguo's table: "This Wang Wei was interviewed by a self-media blogger on the Internet yesterday, crying about her experience, as if she had been treated unfairly, and today she gave up and paid back the money."
Luo Yan said: "That's right, if you don't eat the toast, you will be fined."
Jiang Xiaoguo didn't speak, just stared blankly at the hard-earned 300 yuan, hesitating whether to go bankrupt to buy the Apple XSMAX.
at the same time.
In dormitory 615 of the boys' dormitory, Lin Yue opened the door with two plastic bags.
"Here, I'll buy you a drink, it's from Naxue's family."
The two people who were playing games back to back suddenly became energetic: "What kind of wind is blowing today, so generous?"
Although Lin Yue would treat them to drinks in the past, it was basically lemonade from Mixue Bingcheng for 3 to 5 yuan a cup, but it was different today. You could tell by the appearance that it was no less than 20, and four cups would cost less than 100. For a person, For people whose monthly living expenses are 800 yuan, it is no longer bloodletting, but flesh-cutting.
