Chapter 120 Fan Guangxuan

The dog girl looked at Desmond for a long time:

"So she is Mr. President's friend, so this must be a misunderstanding.

If this person has a relationship with Meng Xing, even if it is not a misunderstanding, it is a misunderstanding.

Zhang Qian whispered:

"That's not the case."

Desmond glared at Zhang Qian fiercely, then said to the dog girl with a smile:

"My church is not far from here, how about a cup of coffee?"

The dog girl shook her head:

"Don't bother me."

After that, the whole fog disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Desmond wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Are all the guys in the Hunter Guild so weird?

We have to find a way to pass the news here to the Church of God.

Desmond glanced at Zhang Qian secretly.

Is there any way to kill this woman without letting the president know?

Zhang Qian felt Desmond's cold gaze and responded with a provocative and naughty smile.

Beihai, Xincheng District, a rental house.

"I must succeed in the interview today! "

Fan Guangxuan adjusted his tie and cheered himself up in the mirror.

"Have breakfast before you go. You have a bad stomach."

Tongtong came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles.

Fan Guangxuan's eyes softened. This was her girlfriend.

He smiled:

"I'm a little nervous."

This was his eighteenth interview after graduation.

Originally, he was a genius in Beihai No. 3 Middle School. He was ranked sixth in the spiritual test, ranked first in the city and third in the province.

According to the previous rules, if he had six spiritual levels at the age of eighteen, he would definitely awaken the B-level talent.

As long as he awakened a combat talent, he would take off.

By that time, all major companies and even the Public Security Bureau would extend olive branches to him.

Unfortunately, he awakened a talent for life.

I don't know if it was related to his hobby of sculpture art, but he awakened A-level sculpture.

A useless talent for life.

Fan Guangxuan was a salted fish. He didn't care about the quality of life.

As long as he had enough food and drink, he didn't have to smoke the best cigarettes. According to his attitude towards life, he could have given up.

However, he has a girlfriend who is willing to suffer with him, and a mother who always supports him.

So, this is the reason why he works hard to make money.

After a short period of depression, Fan Guangxuan began to submit his resume.

He submitted resumes to public environmental affairs offices, interior design research studios, state-owned construction companies, and other sculpture-related jobs.

However, no response was given.

Today, he made another appointment for an interview, and it was a designer in a private decoration company.

Jiang Tongtong put the noodles in her hand on the dining table, hugged Fan Guangxuan gently from behind, and murmured:

"It's okay, if it doesn't work, we can go back to the old city.

We can survive by growing vegetables."

Fan Guangxuan is very fat, and his girlfriend's hands can't even wrap around his waist, but she hugs his heart.

Warm.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head:

"I will try my best, but we should not go to the old city. ”

What is the old city?

The place where you will be the first to suffer when encountering monsters attacking the city.

Safety is not guaranteed.

Fan Guangxuan pulled Jiang Tongtong's hand away, opened the door and went out.

Jiang Tongtong sat alone at the dining table, staring at the steaming soup noodles in front of her in a daze.

Ever since Fan Guangxuan tested out his talent for sculpture, her family did not agree with her being with Fan Guangxuan.

The former son-in-law has become a rat in their eyes.

Yesterday, my mother called again, urging Jiang Tongtong to go on a blind date, saying that she had found a sheriff for her.

While I was daydreaming, the phone rang.

Jiang Tongtong quickly picked up the phone:

"Brother Xuan, did you forget to take something?"

After a brief silence on the other end of the phone, there was a cheerful female voice.

"Why do you keep calling Brother Xuan every day? It's so annoying!"

Jiang Tongtong chuckled and pretended to be relaxed:

"It's you, Lulu. Didn't you just get a rich second-generation boyfriend?

Why did you remember to call me? ”

Lulu said with a smile:

“Isn’t it because I’m worried about you?

How can I bear to see you suffer with that scumbag?”

Jiang Tongtong was stunned:

“Brother Xuan is very good to me, how can he be a scumbag!”

Lulu said as a matter of course:

“He is a poor second-generation with a talent for life. He knows that he can’t give you happiness, but he still drags you down and doesn’t break up.

Isn’t he a scumbag? He’s dead below!”

Jiang Tongtong said unhappily:

“Hang up if you have nothing to do.”

Lulu said hurriedly:

“Don’t, I have something to tell you.

Don’t say that I don’t think of you when I have good things.

I just met a rich man and I’m in need of a girlfriend.

Let’s meet up?”

Jiang Tongtong hung up the phone directly.

Not long after, Lulu’s phone called again.

Jiang Tongtong was impatient:

“I’m not interested in the rich man you mentioned. If you talk about this again, we won’t be friends anymore. "

Lulu begged:

"Let's meet, I'll give you 20,000 yuan if you meet me."

Jiang Tongtong sneered:

"Do you think I'm a prostitute?"

Lulu explained quickly:

"His father is a business partner of my boyfriend's family.

He saw your photo on my phone that day and insisted on meeting you.

I promised him, so just consider it as a favor to me, okay?

You don't have to do anything, just have a meal, okay?"

Jiang Tongtong hesitated.

If she has 20,000 yuan, she can tell her family that Brother Xuan has found a good job, and this is what Brother Xuan earned.

In this way, her family will agree that she and Brother Xuan can continue to be together.

Jiang Tongtong pondered for a moment and then said:

"That's just a meeting, just a meeting. If I'm unhappy, I'll just leave."

Oumeng Decoration Design Company.

On the bench in the corridor of the office area on the third floor, a dozen interviewers were waiting for the interviewer to call them.

The interviewers were discussing today's interview in low voices.

"Actually, I've always wanted to say that the position being recruited today is really weird. Does it require someone who knows sculpture?"

“Brother, you don’t know yet, right?

This Oumeng decoration company has a state-owned enterprise background and always receives big jobs in villa design.

It’s not difficult to understand that the villa needs sculptures, right? "

"I have an F-level sculpting talent, and I'm a sure shot at this interview.

Fan Guangxuan listened to their conversation and secretly felt happy in his heart.

"I have an A-level sculpting talent. I should be able to succeed in the interview today."

"Brother, look at how confident you are, do you also have an artistic talent?"

A slightly disdainful voice came from the side.

Fan Guangxuan turned around and looked.

It was a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking rather lazy.

Judging from the young man's clothes, this is a wealthy family.

Fan Guangxuan nodded towards the young man.

The young man shook his head and said sarcastically:

"F level? E level? D level? A waste of time."

Fan Guangxuan is not happy. He has an A-level sculpting talent. He is a master when he enters the industry, right?

he asked:

"Then what is your talent?"

The young man said with an arrogant look:

"I don't have awakened talent, but I majored in interior sculpture in college."

Good guy, if you can afford to go to college, you are indeed a rich family.

Fan Guangxuan said the compliment in a more disdainful tone:

"It turns out he's a college student, so disrespectful."