Chapter 155:

This place... looks completely different from the year.
The black magical object looked around without a trace: there was originally a "flower".
Although those are not flowers, they are just a kind of World of Warcraft that looks like flowers, and the kind that can be burglarized at the door.
The wall was covered with "flowers" of claws and claws, and almost no wall surface was seen.
Now think about the terrible scene, but in my heart, that is the most beautiful house.
Standing at the door, the black-haired monsters thought for a moment about their own aesthetics.
Then he went straight in.
There is a difference. I remember that there was a door here. Not only did it have a door, but it was also a very heavy door. Even if it was him, it took a lot of effort to get in. It is now nowhere.
However, without the door, it became a place where all the monsters did not dare to break in easily.
Crossing the long line of monsters behind, the black-haired monster went straight in through the door.
The inside of the door looked good. The ground here was all sandy. Even after a heavy rain, the sand was originally a group, but not long after the sun came out, it was baked, dried, and then re-sanded into a A gravel.
On the stone used for testing in the yard, he found two large pants that were crumpled and dried there. It seems that the owner here also washed the clothes yesterday, although his housekeeping ability was not enough. The clothes look dirty, like two pickles.
Speaking of pickles, or before leaving the world, there is no one in the town of Bade, and I have made a small jar of pickles with the dishes I brought, rumpled, not looking good, but with porridge is very good to eat.
"I don't know if there is pickled pickles here?" Ming Ming just finished ribs, but the black hair monster felt that he was hungry again, slightly bowed his head, and he asked the little monster in his arms.
"Dish? Vegetable dishes!" The little monster didn't know if he knew it, but he gave the big magic a loud response.
"Ah... I will eat pickles at that dinner." The black-haired monster that had just had lunch had a happy decision on the menu for dinner. He did not avoid the people around him, and soon there was a monster to see him.
The other party was at the door of the house not far away. When I saw the black-haired monster, I rushed over. The sound under the cloak was also urgent:
"You can finally come, hurry up and give me a resume! The one that I applied for was not good. I pushed it now. Now someone has to hire someone. The treatment is quite good. Just recruit one day today, the other party just prints out. Resume"
It is a very young monster, sound, and very young.
The black hair monster thinks quietly.
"Please, please give me a new one!" said the other party, heading in the direction he had just arrived, calmly following him, and the black-haired monster quickly came to a door.
The monster looked at him with an eye-opening look, and the black-haired monster was calmly pushed, and then the door opened.
Inside is a slightly empty room.
It is empty, mainly because the room is a bit large, in fact, there are still a lot of things: a large desk, although some are worn but cleaned, with a heavy computer screen, not seen To the host, there are several thick lines that extend through the screen to the next room.
The black-haired monster recognizes this as part of the most advanced data processor at the moment, and those lines that extend past should be the mainframe.
In addition to the screen, the table also has a keyboard, an operator (like a mouse), a printer, and various stationery.
There are a lot of things, but the placement is very neat, and the desk in the bedroom is the same finishing style.
Behind the table is a tall bookshelf, the bookshelf is also very old, there are many folders on it, it is also neat.
The young monster was glaring at the black-haired monster. Under his gaze, the black-haired monster finally stopped looking at the room and sat straight behind the desk.
This sitting... almost didn't fall.
With a blank expression, the black-haired monster bent down and saw that one leg of the chair was rebuilt, but it took a long time, probably because of the water that was blown up last night, so it was a little loose.
Stretching out the finger and pushing the loose nail back into the wood, the black hair monster shakes the chair leg and re-determines its stability, then it barely sits back.
Then, this seat found the wrong place: his feet stepped into the water.
The black-haired monster then looked down again. It turned out that the ground in this room was not flat. The place under his feet was just a depression. The heavy rain must have poured in yesterday, although most of the water on the ground was quickly evaporated. However, the water in the cavity under the table was left behind, and was stepped on by the black hair monster.
Sitting on a chair with one leg broken, the black hair monster with a foot in the puddle: =-=
Fortunately, he wears slippers that are put on the outside, like the style of flip-flops, but there are tie-ups, which are compiled by local monsters. He should wear this pair now. He is very careful. Although the shoes are not necessarily more beautiful than others, they are definitely more comfortable than others.
At least he was much more comfortable than he had worn many years ago.
Putting the foot from the pit to the side, the black hair monster immediately opened the computer in front of him.
The current computer...has changed a lot from before...
But fortunately, he is a magical thing to keep up with the times.
The original foundation is good. Although it is rarely needed to use a computer, he always likes to buy the most advanced technology products, and his mind is really awesome, of course -
The computer finishing work of Ji Huan is really clear: all kinds of documents are listed on the screen one by one, and he easily found the folder of the resume record in it.
Ji Huan even classified according to the initials.
"What is the name?" The line of sight shifted from the screen, and the black-haired monster asked the monster behind.
"Piro!"
There are a lot of monsters called Piru. Fortunately, after the Huan is still classified according to their age and living area, the black hair monster asks two questions about the young monster, and then the document that is finally opened is just this. The devil is his own.
After clicking the "Print" button, a thin piece of paper spit it out. After he enjoyed it for a while, he handed it to the young monster opposite.
"Thank you! Thank you! This is a tip for you!" Before leaving, the young monsters were very good at picking up money from their pockets and squatting on the table in front of the black-haired monsters. The black-haired monsters coveted: The bone coin.
It seems that I was afraid of being rejected. The young monster ran with a resume, and at the moment he went out, the soul of the cashier who had been quiet and quiet on the shoulders of the big magic object burned:
"Four!" The little magic object instantly clears the sparkling crystal on the table.
Mr. Jin Murphyt Firzaha, who received the tip for the first time, was:
The mood is a bit complicated.
Put the little monster that had been cloaked for a long time on the table, and he pushed the bone coins on the table to the little one: "Give you."
The little monster looked up at him, and then he picked up the "shining crystals" and then stuffed them into his own underwear.
Mr. Jin Murphyt Firzaha:...
Ok, see Mr. Felzaha, who is shallow, don’t misunderstand that our black eggs are not a hygienic little monster. In fact, in his pants, there are not only small jj, but also a small pocket in the belly. ! You can store up to five bone coins at a time. It is a wallet bag that is specially designed for the private money of the egg.
Looking at the little monsters happy to collect the money, the black hair magic suddenly felt that the little guy was very good at making money, so he suddenly reached out and a golden dragon appeared out of his out of thin air.
He put this gold plaque on the hand of the little magic, and then still said: "Give it to you."
I used to be a cashier. Every day my job is to help the grandfather and Najib collect the black eggs. Sticking out the small claws from the good, the mouth softly said "1", and then stuffed the money into it. My own pants.
The black hair monster did not feel that he had done anything wrong.
Even if he has been away for many years, even today's dress is completely out of the magic of the upper part of the head, but in essence, Jin Murphyt Firzaha, he is always the complete Ye Faer magic.
He has no "superfluous kindness."
When there is no money, he will grab the things he wants, and when he has money, he will pay a big price. As long as he thinks "worth".
However, he will not lose money to the roadside.
That kind of waste.
Of course, if the other party begs in other ways, even if it is a piece of music with a failed memory, if he feels it can be appreciated, he may give the other "gift".
In short, he will not "give" for no reason.
He didn't realize that he was doing this now.
Give a soft, unspoken little magic money, food, and maybe even more.
This little monster that he once thought was "useless", now he has given a lot.
He even thinks that such a little monster is very cute.
Cute, can make people love, can love...
Very wonderful feeling.
The little devil carefully watched him as he watched the money, so he "changed" more gold, and then looked at the little magic to count the money.
Jin Hao is much heavier than the bone coin. After a while, the little demon sighed and raised his small claw. He actually took a small puff from the pocket of the pants and wiped the sweat like a decent pattern. .
I have taught him very well.
It is the only thing in the world that can make him feel unobtrusive and not annoying.
With one hand on his chin and sitting on a three-legged stool, the black-haired monster didn't realize that he was under the cloak, and he was smiling at the moment.
Wearing a bad street commemorative t-shirt bought in a tourist destination, wearing hand-woven slippers, wearing a short cloak, sitting on a rickety chair, there is a puddle in the middle of the feet...
Sitting in the position of Huan’s usual work, facing a small black magical black monster, the black hair magic is a bit ecstatic.
Until someone broke this quiet time.
"Hey?! You are here! I said how the guy left, you don't know, the guy came over from the morning and asked for a resume from my door. It was also slow, not afraid of anything. I cook, I can't help..."
The old demon Adan walked in with his bare shoulders. He wore a big trousers, and the rumpled, black-haired monster recognized it at one glance. This trousers was one of the two trousers that were hanging on the stone.
He said a long paragraph, and at first he did not notice that the subordinates in front of the cloak had changed one person.
Until -
Suddenly noticed something, Adan did not confirm the traces, and then grabbed the head, he looked down, saw the black eggs on the table, and then the topic turned: "Black eggs are coming?"
"I will buy a drink for him later, black eggs love to drink sweet water?"
Even in the materially poor Yefar, as long as you have money to have a way, what you want is still available.
"Also give you a drink? What do you want? Come to a ice fruit, this weather is very thirsty to eat ice fruit." Although asked the other side of the opinion, but the end of the old monster has decided. Looking for a dirty cloak from the house, he was ready to go out, and arranged a task for "Ji Huan" before leaving:
"There are a lot of guys lined up outside. Since you are here, just give them a test. You know how to do it, don't you? Don't do too much. Arrange ten people. It's about the rest of the time. Sweeping, washing clothes for me, then making a meal or something, just ribs, and looking back, I am looking for someone to send a Warcraft that is suitable for braised pork ribs."
After the completion of the Datong mission, the old monster ran away.
Mr. Jin Murphyt Firzaha, who has never had a chance to speak:...
Soon, the first thing that came over to do the test came in with a knock on the door.
At the same time, Adan, who was jumping on the different roofs and jumping around, looked back at where he left.
"Since you take the initiative to run for the successor, then do his work well."

Easy to do.

"It’s more troublesome."
Thinking in my heart, he dialed the phone in his hand: "Hey, a few days ago, you didn't mean to talk to us about our new policy?"
"For a while, you can come over."