Rebirth: How a Loser Became a Prince Charming

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Qin Guan just had an unavoidable feeling of guilt surrounding him. He scratched his head at a loss, and at a glance saw Mu Xiaoliu standing beside the trees.

He subconsciously thought he had found a savior, and walked towards Mou Xiaoliu with joy.

Mou Xiaoliu behind the woods was also bursting into tears. She was different from Huang Jiajia's wanton crying. Her tears flowed silently and she was caught off guard.

Qin Guan was even more helpless. I thought about what happened today. One or two of them cried. He didn’t know where to put his hand. He buttoned his pants pocket and used the gentlest of his life. The tone asked Mu Xiaoliu: "I, I'm leaving, can you help me take care of Huang Jiajia?"

Mou Xiaoliu was only silent. He looked deeply at the handsome and handsome boy in front of him. He closed his eyes to stop the tears from falling, and nodded gently.

Qin Guan was relieved and ran away like a dog chasing behind him. Oops, I was drowned by the woman's tears before I ran again.

What does Mou Xiaoliu cry inexplicably? really weird.

Mou Xiaoliu looked at the embarrassed Qin Guan and was relatively speechless with Huang Jiajia.

"You just gave up?"

Huang Jiajia wiped the tears on his face with his arms in a mess, half angry and half lovingly put the ruthless words: "Dream! Now reject me, I will let him regret his intestines one day sooner or later!"

The slanting sunset helplessly left the last ray of sunshine for the two girls who were warm to each other. When the night fell, they always waited until their own sun rose.

Qin Guan returned to the dormitory, tossed in bed all night, picked up Cong Nianwei's phone, and hung up again. He didn't know who to talk to.

With your girlfriend? what? Would it be considered that he distributes hormones everywhere to cause such consequences?

Tell the people in the dormitory? Will 100% be regarded as a show off, his own high school buddy? The two otakus dare not talk to women now.

Handsome to no friends.

No matter how handsome he is, he has to eat. Now Qin Guan, who is all in a relaxed life, has put his career on the process. He is going to start a business.

Do not! Not what kind of promoters you think, small merchants, Qin Guan is now a qualified person, he is looking for a formal job, even if it is part-time without salary.

Qin Guan's imagination is quite beautiful, but the reality is cruel. In 61job in 2000, and Zhonghua Yingcai.com had just been promoted on the Internet, they did not have the rich resources of future generations.

The full-time job database is not rich, let alone part-time. Qin Guan will also eliminate fraudsters and companies in the complicated information army.

After two consecutive days of non-stop interviews, 80% of part-time companies are very unreliable, either to pay a deposit or to pay an intermediary fee.

Qin Guan finally gave up this way of finding work from the Internet. As for the combination of the five small strong accountants, the other four old accountants of the state-owned enterprise government also rejected Qin Guan because the industry was unable to connect.

People don’t want to work part-time at all, let alone Qin Guan doesn’t even have a diploma.

The other way is to wait for the acquaintance to recommend. As an adult, I still lived two lifetimes. Qin Guan said he would solve it on his own. If all these fail, well, big brother, big sister, who will give me Work.

So this fall, Qin Guan put on a white shirt, black trousers, and a diagonal leather bag, and ushered in his interview season with the most formal attire.

If there is any advantage in doing this, ah, I can responsibly tell everyone that it’s really delicious to taste the sour blow of the graduates early.

The Yonghegong Talent Market, the National Exhibition Talent Recruitment Fair, a crowd of people, next to each other, there is no way to contend with heads crammed together. The booths of recruitment companies, the person sitting in front of the interview desk, is the first level of your career path.

Qin Guan resisted the pressure and squeezed back and forth in the recruitment field, but no company needed a part-time job. Qin Guan, who has not graduated, can only interview the job of cleaners and security guards in this recruitment session.

Oh no, he is not qualified for security and needs a secondary school degree. Additional conditions are still security experience or military priority.

It seems that the recruitment fair has been blocked. Say good to speak by strength? Without an academic weapon as a brick to smash the glass of other companies, how do you climb in?

So now the only way out for Qin Guan is to sweep the building.

House sweeping, as the name suggests, is a self-deprecating statement by insurance practitioners and all those engaged in sales-related occupations.

They will do everything they can to get into the most tightly-guarded office building, not letting off every floor, breaking through the chasing of the front desks of various companies, trying to meet the heads of each company, at least one Little executives, to achieve their purpose of selling products.

Qin Guan is now going to play such a role, but he is not selling goods, but himself.

First of all, the strict access control, for people like Qin Guan, it was like paper.

The China World Trade Center, Motorola Building, welcomed its most handsome visitor in the world.

The reception security guard in the lobby had not registered yet, Qin Guan pointed to him at the location of the reception desk of the hall and said, "I am looking for my sister."

The first pass: security, pass safely, he also kindly compared Qin Guan with a gesture of asking.

The second pass: the lobby reception.

Qin Guan Ruo walked towards the front hall, and a few girls behind the stage had peach blossom eyes. One of them felt that Qin Guan was familiar, thinking of the latest issue of elle magazine, he recognized him.

The little girl was a little excited, and stood up from behind the stage with a swish. Qin Guan walked to the reception desk, leaned his body on the desk, and chatted with the two girls behind the stage.

"Hey, beautiful girl, let me see..." Qin Guan quickly scanned the floor layout table behind the receptionist with the afterglow of his eyes, and then said casually: "I don't know where to go to the technical department on the 6th floor. An elevator?"

The two girls have been charmed by Qin Guan's own smile for five or three times, pointing at the elevator on the left side and reminding: "The passenger elevator is over there!"

The second pass: pass safely.

Until Qin Guan got on the elevator, the two small receptionists underneath guessed: "Oh, I should ask him for an autograph. It's better to have a photo together. So I can show off with friends on weekends."

"Well, me too, maybe I should post the photo on the dog bash, and let the captains in Wenqing look at who took the idol's life first."

"In other words, it's no wonder people in the Cape hold his appearance so high. I also saw for the first time that I was prettier than the photos. Those rough pictures made by netizens insulted his beauty. "

"But what is his real name? I knew Zhang Changzong he played."

"... I don't know, I've seen the magazines and advertisements he shot..." The embarrassing cancer was guilty. (To be continued.)