Yanjing Vocational and Technical School is 50 kilometers away from here, and it only takes an hour to drive.

"In an hour."

"Okay, okay." Surprised by Song Jiang's efficiency, the other side smiled even more, "Mr. Song, you can come, I'll wait for you at the school gate."

After the voice fell, Song Jiang said hello to his teacher and left in a hurry. Only the teacher behind him shook his head and continued to work.

What kind of useful people can this college student recruit?

Soon, the yellow taxi traveled through the streets, and the last one was like a dragon wagging its tail, and stopped steadily at the gate of Yanjing Vocational and Technical School.

The man in a suit stood at the door and looked around. Seeing Song Jiang get off the car, he hesitated. Is this it?

A little young?

When he was entangled, some familiar voices sounded.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Song!" The man stepped forward quickly, "I have heard of your name for a long time!!"

"I am Wang Ke."

"Song Jiang."

"Hello, hello!" The two shook hands.

Wang Ke took the opportunity to shake hands and looked at the person opposite him. He looked young. According to an old friend, he had just started a business and the scale of the company should not be large.

However, if it can solve part of the employment rate, then solve part of the employment rate!

He smiled and said, "Let me introduce our school to you first."

As the two entered the school gate, Wang Ke briefly introduced the buildings along the way and the school motto and school spirit of Yanzhi.

Although it is a vocational and technical school, it is still ranked first among the vocational schools in Yanjing and is an old school.

However, it has been relatively declining in recent years and is at risk of being overtaken by later generations.

Of course, Wang Ke did not dare to say this.

Their school has not taken on an order class for nearly 10 years, and it is almost the last one!

As the director of the External Propaganda Department, he is under a lot of pressure.

"Mr. Song, that's about it. I wonder how many students you want to recruit? What is the approximate size of this class?" Wang Ke was a little nervous.

Song Jiang was also inexperienced for the first time, "20?"

Tentatively, he asked, and Wang Ke breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "No problem, 20, right!! Don't worry, Mr. Song. Although our students can't compare to Yanda's learning ability, they are all very capable. As the saying goes, everyone has their own specialties, and everyone has different talents!"

"Our students are not bad!" Wang Ke's eyes were full of confidence in his sonorous voice.

Song Jiang nodded, "I believe that your students also have a skill!"

After bragging about business, the two quickly began to discuss the specific start time of the class.

Song Jiang's reply was "The sooner the better, preferably tomorrow!"

Tomorrow?

This time is a bit tight!

Wang Ke secretly exclaimed in his heart, but smiled on his face: "No problem! I will arrange it as soon as possible!"

"Mr. Song, how about tomorrow... 6 pm?"

"Okay!"

...

The next day, 6 pm

The spacious auditorium can accommodate thousands of students sitting at the same time. At this moment, balloons have been tied to each corner of the stage, and bright red cloth is hung above.

[Warmly welcome Tengsheng Group to cooperate with our school and sign the Tengsheng order class ceremony! ]

[Wish our teachers and students win-win cooperation, create good results and build brilliance together! ]

Eye-catching slogans, students sitting loosely in the back row, "What kind of messy activities are being carried out again?"

"The school has nothing else but a lot of shit!"

"Who cares, finish the talk quickly, we will go back to the dormitory after a volunteer hour."

"Order class? What kind of bird class?"

In the fragmented words, the originally empty seats were gradually filled.

Yanzhi naturally attaches great importance to the company that came to its door this time!

Directly carry out compulsory activities, and pull all the professional students in the third year. However, compared with the importance of the school, the students naturally just regard it as an ordinary activity.

Some people even laughed.

"Who is so stupid? Go to work now!"

At this moment, Wang Ke lifted the curtain and saw that most of the seats were occupied. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to say.

"Mr. Song, look, the students like Tengsheng very much. So many of them are here!"

"Yes." Why are there so many people? !

Song Jiang's face was a little tense, and his hands were in his pockets, holding a thin speech.

He had never spoken in front of so many people before, and the PPT introducing the company was rushed out by him at the last minute!

Only a dozen pages!

Will I make a fool of myself later?

Song Jiang felt the pressure, and Wang Ke saw that the time was almost up, so he smiled and said, "Mr. Song, go on stage, the students are looking forward to it!"

As the music on the stage changed, a drop of cold sweat fell from Song Jiang's forehead, and he pretended to walk onto the stage naturally.

The students in the audience immediately reacted.

"Who is this?"

"Which class? Is there anyone so handsome in our school?"

"Click."

The flash lights flickered, and Song Jiang adjusted the microphone. In the eyes of many people, he thought he would be too nervous to speak, but he found that.

Seems?

Easier than expected.

"You can call me Mr. Song."

The light words stunned not only the students, but also Song Jiang.

Damn, what did I say just now?

The students looked at each other, and the student sitting in the front row actually shouted!

"Mr. Song! Do you have a girlfriend?"

Ah?

"No."

"Then can I be your girlfriend!" The girl who spoke had a sweet smile and dimples on her face. Song Jiang glanced at her and decisively refused.

"No."

"Woo——" A chorus of booing rose from the audience, and the teacher in the backstage was anxious to move around, wishing he could rush forward to grab the microphone and ask them to be serious!

"Is it because I'm not good-looking enough?" the girl said openly.

"No, you're very pretty." Song Jiang took the microphone and scanned the audience, "But this time I'm not here to recruit a girlfriend, but to recruit a candidate for the company!"

"Hahaha——"

The audience burst into laughter, and the girl in the front row also laughed. She simply made a heart gesture to the stage, and then said seriously.

"Then Mr. Song, can I ask about Tengsheng's future route and the ways to be promoted to various positions!"

As soon as these words came out, Song Jiang immediately understood that the other party was prepared. He also opened the ppt.

"Since you ask this, I have to tell you!"

"Everyone, please look!!"

As the ppt was previewed, the first thing I saw was a real shot of Tengsheng. The photographer's technique was a bit rough, but the wide factory and the tall dormitory building could still be seen.

The original vegetation blooms everywhere, making the air fresh, which also means that the place is remote.

"Tengsheng mainly sells mattresses, and also sells peripheral products such as cards." After briefly introducing the business, Song Jiang showed the corresponding pictures.

One is a worker standing in the factory, testing the latest mattresses.

Another is the assembly line of cards, and a middle-aged woman wearing a mask is skillfully packing boxes.

At first glance, it is basically identified as a factory!

In an instant, 80% of the people who are interested went there!

Even college students don't want to work in a factory!

Isn't this Tengsheng just here to recruit some factory workers?

Who wants to go?

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