After hanging up the phone, Xia Qian turned her head and saw herself in the mirror, startled. Dark circles, dull complexion, tangled hair. Her mind slowed down, and her eyes turned to the bedside table, on which there was a half glass of water and a twisted towel. Obviously, none of these things were placed by themselves.
She sat on the edge of the bed and pondered for a while, then looked down and saw a few concave paw prints on the carpet in front of the bed. I drank a little too much last night, could it be that I alarmed the other door? She opened the door a crack, and there was no one outside. She tried to call Xiao Ming, but nothing happened. The two should have gone out.
Sitting in the living room eating bread, thinking about the phone call just now, Xia Qian felt a little inexplicable. It was a woman on the phone, asking straight to the point if she was interested in a part-time job. I did post my resume online before, but since I worked in the bookstore, I deleted that resume. How did this man find himself?
The phone didn't talk about what to do specifically, but asked her to have an interview, but the treatment mentioned casually made her really unable to ignore it. What's more, it is a part-time job with flexible hours, which will not delay her current work. This is simply a good thing that the pie in the sky
She stuffed the last piece of bread into her mouth, took out her mobile phone and sent Yu Shi a message: leave, one seventh.
He replied quickly: good.
The interview location was a coffee shop, on the other side of the city, in an alley called Yihe Street.
When Xia Qian arrived, it was almost noon. The sun is dazzling, but there are two rows of sycamore trees along the street, and the huge canopy blocks the sun from the outside. Only fragments of light and shadow fall on the ground of the bluestone slabs, which are mottled and uneven.
She pushed open the glass door of the coffee shop, and immediately a warm greeting came from behind the bar, "Sit down wherever you want, and bring the drink order right away."
A tall man with a white T-shirt and jeans, and a cool work apron. According to Xia Qian's standards, this appearance is considered very high, the key is that she smiles brightly and speaks in a pleasant voice.
Next to the huge and cool coffee machine on the bar, there are rows of glass containers filled with coffee beans. All kinds of beautiful mugs are displayed on the graffiti wall behind him, which are dazzling but inexplicably orderly.
"A cup of hot latte, beans, drink whatever you recommend." She said casually, turned around and walked inside.
Chi Gu put down the drink list he had just picked up, it's rare to see a girl who is so refreshing when she comes for the first time. This posture is familiar, so I can't help but take a second look.
She has already sat down at the seat by the window, wearing a simple sweater and jeans, her long hair is tied behind the popular ball head, and a few strands of hair hang casually on her cheeks. Her facial features are beautiful, but she doesn't look very good. She has already yawned several times after sitting down for a few minutes.
Chi Gu brought the coffee over and said with a smile, "Two shots should be enough."
She listened for a while, "I will get drunk if I drink too much coffee."
"The beans here will only make you more energetic." He poured her another glass of warm water with sliced ??lemons, "Drink this, and you will be able to talk about everything. It's called coffee (not) lemon (you) .¡±
"The meaning is so good, I have to finish the drink." Xia Qian listened to Zhi Le, and thought again, "Hey? How do you know I'm waiting for someone?"
"Just count." He shrugged, then smiled again: "Just kidding, a friend of mine is doing psychological counseling, and I learned a little bit."
Watching him leave, Xia Qian took a sip of the coffee, which was mellow and rich with a hint of fruity aroma, very clean and special. Taking another sip of lemonade, the sweetness is almost negligible, softening the sourness of the lemon, the temperature is just right, and the ironing is comfortable. She was thinking about what he said just now, psychological counseling? Brain circuits like mine are basically linear, and I probably don't need to see a psychiatrist in this life.
While thinking wildly, a gust of wind rang, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open, and a tall woman walked into the shop.
Xia Qian once felt that words such as gorgeous and charming were derogatory terms, and they always had a vulgar and superficial meaning in them. But the woman in front of her had exquisite facial features and heavy makeup, but she was not gaudy and deliberate, and her eyebrows and eyes were flowing with natural charm.
The woman walked to the bar, leaned halfway, and chatted with the barista just now. The tight-fitting dress highlights the beautiful curves, and the length of the skirt is more rigid and less frivolous. When she speaks, whether she is flicking her hair and resting her chin, or casually pointing at the drink list, she is full of charm.
Xia Qian sighed silently in her heart, this is probably a very feminine example.
The woman chatted with the barista Yan Yan for a while, then turned around and walked towards Xia Qian. Before Xia Qian could react, she was already sitting opposite Xia Qian.
"Is that Miss Xia? Hello, my name is Si Yuanyuan, the source of water." She?? shot.
Xia Qian shook her hand back, "Hello" She wasn't the only one in the coffee shop, how did this Si Yuanyuan recognize her?
Si Yuanyuan seemed to see through her mind, leaned forward, and raised the corners of his lips, "I have a trick, I can roughly guess her appearance after hearing other people's voices."
"Amazing" Xia Qian had a look of admiration on his face, and he let out a chuckle in his heart.
For the next hour, almost all Si Yuanyuan was talking, and Xia Qian listened dumbfounded. Until Si Yuanyuan bought the bill and left, Xia Qian still hadn't recovered, what kind of job was this?
And, what about the agreed interview? From the beginning to the end, this Si Yuanyuan didn't ask himself a single question.
She stared blankly at the business card left by her boss Yuanyuan before leaving on the table in front of her. Just now Si Yuanyuan went to ask for her bank card number. As long as Xia Qian nodded, the first month's salary would be transferred to her account immediately as start-up capital. For Xia Qian, the start-up capital is really a lot of money It's hard for her to refuse.
And in the future, she only needs to use her spare time to take a few orders, and every month, she will have a lot of salary and commissions in her account This is even more difficult to refuse.
It's just that she put the business card back on the table. The content of this job is really unheard of. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com