MTL - They All Say I Encountered A Ghost-Chapter 1 Application (1)

My name is Shen Jianguo, 26 years old. I graduated from graduate school this year and I am at work. In the past few years, I have often shared some personal information and some subjective opinions on my personal homepage. Of course, no one has seen it. Now that the semester is over, I am faced with a period of job hunting. Many seniors have said that this is a very difficult period. Starting today, I will record my own experiences and experiences during this period on my personal homepage, hoping to provide a little bit of help and experience for the students who are looking for a job dilemma.

My major is ideological and political education, and the employment prospects are not as good as some popular majors. On the eve of my undergraduate graduation, I also tried to find a job, cast a lot of resumes, and most of them were sinking into the sea. Generally, only large companies have talents for recruiting party and government, but the response I received at the time was that their minimum threshold was graduate degree.

So I made up my mind to study, to enrich myself, to make myself better, and to meet the requirements of the employer.

In the first half of the graduate school, I participated in civil servants, institutions, teachers and other exams. Unfortunately, I was not prepared enough, and I lost too many points in the test. Even the written test did not pass. The test is more focused on digital computing skills, meticulous logic analysis, graphical reasoning, and the speed of the questions and the time of answering questions. My ability in this area is lacking. I missed this year's opportunity and will participate in this year. Before the exam, I will definitely review these aspects and overcome my weak areas.

I have been in the talent market for a whole month, looking for recruitment information to send resumes, but some small companies feel that my postgraduate education is too high, they need some solid undergraduate or specialist graduates, and I use my hands to express my youthful and hard work. Hard work, but they still refused me on the grounds that the basic salary was too high.

As for the big companies, there are occasional big companies recruiting several talents for party and government work. This time, my door is enough. Unfortunately, the interview performance is not good. The employer thinks that I am not mature enough and refuses me.

To be honest, I am somewhat lost. The postgraduate exam is to provide more choices and opportunities for self-employment. Now, it is frustrating to face such a high status that is not high.

In addition, I have graduated. In a few days, I will move out of the school dormitory, and the pressure on my life will become even greater.

It seems that I have reached the point where the mountains are running out of water. I can get my hair smashed and I can get rid of a bunch of short hair every morning. This makes me very worried. Many of my brothers and seniors I met have gradually lost their hair after the age of 30, and they have developed to the Mediterranean. I am 26 years old and not far from thirty.

If I can't find a job again, I might change the avatar on my profile to a Mediterranean hairstyle.

Fortunately, Huang Tian pays off, when I look around for a cheaper rental room, a training institution that has previously submitted a resume has responded to me.

This is an all-encompassing training institution. There are postgraduate examination courses for self-study exams, self-study night school classes, civil service examination classes, college entrance examination assault classes, and four or six English classes. It is not famous, I have not even heard of this training institution called "Midnight Port".

I remember that at midnight three days ago, when I refreshed the user website, I suddenly saw a "benefit salary of 5,000, including accommodation, transportation, professional, gender, age, and academic qualifications." Recruitment information, it looks very unprofessional, even without a contact phone, leaving only a mailbox, but the conditions are really good, especially the package accommodation, can greatly ease my employment pressure.

I took the resume with the attitude of "Guang Sao", and I threw it away. I didn't expect it to be the olive branch.

I was ecstatic when I saw the confirmed e-mail, but after the initial joy, I felt that this fact was strange.

There is no required recruitment information, and even the interview does not only look at the resume to determine the employment, it looks more like a means of some pyramid schemes or liar.

Fortunately, there is a phone number in this reply, I can call it first to find out.

Pressing the numbers "94444", someone will answer it soon. It is a mechanical female voice: "Sorry, multinational companies are sometimes bad. Please call after midnight."

I thought about it carefully and thought that I still can't miss such a good opportunity. What if it is true? So at 12 o'clock in the evening, I dialed the number again.

This time someone answered, it was a lady, the speech rate was very slow, and the voice sounded a bit deserted: "Zizi...Zizi...Hey...Zizi..."

The signal is very bad, and there is always noise.

I cleared my throat and used my best broadcast channel: "Hello, I was Shen Jianguo who had a resume a few days ago. I received a reply from your organization today. Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity, but you I haven’t interviewed yet. Are you sure I want to hire me? You know that I am the one you need without even seeing me?”

"Zi Zi... Shen Jianguo... Zila... Young, clean... There is no grievance in the school... Nothing... It’s a good... It’s... We... investigated...”

The signal is too bad. What is a good meal? I want to say that I am a good student!

I was a little relieved when I heard this, and I was able to investigate me side by side, representing that this is a serious and responsible unit. Unlike MLM organizations and scammers, they don’t consider character issues at all.

"I am very glad that your evaluation of me is so high, then...I am going to where I am going to apply for the job? I did not write the address on the reply email." I swept my eyes on the computer page and could not help but secretly shake my head. This email is too Ugly.

The mail is dark red, and the reply font does not know what special effects have been added. If you stare for a long time, there will be a feeling of blood flow. This email page always feels that my computer will bleed for a while, and it looks shocking.

I called and closed the page. I clicked on the fork in the upper right corner, but the computer card was not closed.

This laptop was bought just in college that year. It is still used in the Xp system that has been invalidated on the market. The configuration is also quite low. The running memory is only 1g. The boot time can defeat 1% of the computer in the country, and the card is stuck in three days. No battery is never turned off.

I don't have time to pick up the battery at this time, then I will close the computer and continue to chat with each other.

"Zizi...now...go to the other side of the city...4th building, unit 4, 404... nourish... nourish...beep..."

Ok?

Is the phone broken like this? I tried to dial the past and got the prompt "The call you are calling is not in the service area."

Is she really abroad, so the signal is not good, now on the plane?

I was puzzled, thinking back to the address she mentioned, and hesitating to go.

Now at 12 o'clock in the evening, will it be regarded as a gangster when going to the community? If I don't want to go, I will move out of the dormitory tomorrow...

After all, poverty made me overcome all difficulties. I decided to check the information of this community online.

Open the computer screen, the **** mail is still open, it is ugly. I went to the battery, and as a result, the battery seems to grow on the computer today, and it can't be pulled down.

I knocked on the computer as rudely as I did with the old TV. The stuck battery finally came down and the computer shut down and restarted.

Room 404, Unit 4, Building 4, Bian'an Community, can really find the news on the Internet. Some people on the local post bar said that this is a murderous house. Originally, hotels and units would skip this room 404 because it sounds unlucky, and most business people are jealous of this number. When developers can build a building, they don’t know what’s wrong. They have to make a 404. Who knows that they can’t sell it, and finally cut the price. Some people actually bought it. The head of the household bought it less than half a year later. Car accident.

His family transferred the low price to another family and lived for less than a week. The second housewife was crazy.

In order to treat her, the house was sold again.

It seems that the feng shui is not good. The end of each house in this house is very bad. The developer was later smashed, as if it was the second crazy housewife. The last person who took over the house was unclear. He could only see the information on the house for sale all the year round, but nobody ignored it.

I am a staunch materialist who studies politics. Of course I don't believe in this nonsense, but I can understand why employers rent this room.

Very simple and cheap.

This time, I don't hesitate to take care of the package. I immediately rushed to the other side of the house. Although it is midnight, can someone really receive it?

Just after leaving the dormitory, the phone rang again.

It is the number of "94444", probably with a signal, I picked it up and listened to the other party: "Nothing... No... Going... Nothing... There is a school bus... Nothing..."

“Is there a school bus? It’s great!” I was excited. “It’s no wonder that before the recruitment information mentioned the package traffic, I’m still having no bus at night!”

Of course, this kind of poor student is impossible to call a taxi. I was going to ride a shared bicycle.

"Well, you are at the school gate... wait... nourish... nourish... tail number...444...beep..."

The signal was broken again. I haven't had time to ask the lady what to call it. She is a kind and considerate lady who will prepare a school bus for my students.

Standing at the school gate for a while, today the fog is particularly large, visibility is very low, I am a bit worried about the safety of the school bus driver, so late I have to bother him to pick me up.

Within five minutes, two pale white spots appeared in the fog. A red bus slowly stopped in front of me. The license plate number was "444". The first few letters or numbers were blocked by fog. .

The door slowly opened. I walked into the car. I saw no one on the school bus. I wore a black hat on the driver's head. I couldn't see his face in the dark. Did my myopia increase?

Seeing a lot of empty seats, I picked a nearby one to sit down, and the driver suddenly said, "Can't sit."

I looked at him with suspicion.

“The chair has just been painted, smashed, smashed, smashed.” The driver said with a slow smile.

I looked at the chair, but it wasn't, the red paint stuck to it, it was sticky, and I really couldn't sit.

I had to grab the handrail and stand on the other side of the community.