Mi Duoduo, who got off the car, encouraged himself in his heart, pulled the hem of his shirt, and was about to rush to the job fair with his head held high and his chest held high.

"Girl, you're down..." At this time, an elder sister passing by her gently pulled her sleeve and pointed at her lower body.

Mi Duoduo looked down and found that it was his domineering attitude that was leaking from the bottom. There was a red patch on his petticoat. Mi Duoduo's old face turned red. He smiled at his elder sister embarrassedly and thanked her.

She looked around again and realized that she had become the focus of public attention. She glared back awkwardly, plucked her mouth, and muttered, "What are you looking at? I haven't seen a beauty before."

At this time, a hawking sound not far away saved her life.

"Sales, sales, clearance sales! Beautiful foreign trade dresses, only 80 yuan for two pieces! Walk by and pass by, don't miss them. The quantity is limited, buy first, serve first!"

Mi Duoduo ran into the small clothing store that was calling with Zhang Tomato's face. Without having time to bargain, he picked two skirts that he thought were similar and went into the fitting room, and changed the clothes on his body.

Afterwards, he drove his No. 11 bus to the job fair at full speed.

It was exactly 10:10 when we arrived at the scene. Fortunately, although it was a little late, it was not yet time for the intermission.

Just as Midodo was about to take steady steps and move towards socialism, a door god flashed out and stretched out his hand to stop her: "Do you have tickets? If you don't have one, just pay for the tickets."

Miduoduo touched his frustrated wallet and prepared to move the door god with emotion and reason with reason, "It's almost communist society soon. It's so bad to talk about money, so it hurts feelings, so vulgar!"

However, after looking at the palm in front of her, she thought that if she clenched her fists, it would be very big. Then, she was afraid in a flash.

She took her helplessly from her butt pocket for a long time, and finally took out a big bill with Grandpa Mao’s avatar printed on it. She sent it to the door god several times and then retracted it. Finally, she gritted her teeth and handed it to his palm with her eyes closed.

Her heart was bleeding. There were only 10 Grandpa Mao left in her pocket. One Grandpa Mao could take care of her living expenses for several days. It hurts!

Midodo walked into the job fair with a wounded heart.

Looking at the list of recruitment companies listed in the venue, Mi Duoduo nodded with satisfaction, which was worth it. There are many well-known large companies she had heard of in school before.

The venue is mainly divided into three recruitment areas: the foreign enterprise recruitment area, the state-owned enterprise recruitment area and the private enterprise recruitment area. Based on Baidu's experience, Miduoduo has summarized the total. Most private enterprises have low wages and are unstable. Although state-owned enterprises are stable, they have low wages and high thresholds. It seems that to realize her great dream of becoming a well-off society as soon as possible, she has to try the waters first.

So, Midodo, who had a goal in his mind, walked towards the foreign company recruitment area with his head held high.

As he walked, Miduoduo discovered a phenomenon: whether it was blonde, blue-eyed, yellow hair, black hair, or black circles, sitting in front of the recruitment table, roughly flipping through the candidate's resume, and then a bunch of birds popped up.

Mi Duoduo was a little scared. Although she had stuttered two poops in college, she passed the English CET-4 and CET-6 with low scores in the first semester of her sophomore year and the second semester of her sophomore year, she was all embroidered pillows, which were not useful.

It’s okay to read, read, write, but her hearing is terrible. When talking, she can only keep "pardon, pardon" on her face.

What should I do? Miduoduo also has her magic weapon. Before she left school, she had summarized some common questions and answers for English interviews in the school's electronic reading room, and printed them down and put them in her backpack in case of emergency.

Then, after all, she finally turned over the paper and decided to take it to the bathroom to carry it. She sharpened her gun before the battle, and it would be light even if it didn't light up.
Chapter completed!