I just want to be self-reliant

Zhao Dezhu was well-informed and knew people well.

I have seen so many bosses and celebrities.

But when it comes to distinguishing who is different from a lot of unknown people and applicants, he is really not as keen as Wang Baoqiang, who is pure in heart.

In the corner of the waiting row, a middle-aged man sat.

Among all the applicants, there are only ten or twenty of them in this age group, and most of them are here for high-level positions.

After all, the technical concept of such a new Internet company is limited to only young people who can easily understand it.

But he didn't bring his resume or documents with his empty hands, and he didn't pay attention to the recruitment negotiation positions of various departments.

Sitting extremely upright but looking around.

His eyes were so sharp that he didn't look like the kind of prudence and promise he came to apply for.

It's really a bit like the black-backed wolfhound's focused scanning around.

It's different from Heiwa's low IQ who is either lazy or crazy.

A little scrutiny.

Zhao Dezhu patted Wang Baoqiang's shoulder heckly: "You really have it! I'm here to apply for the job, I'm a spy!"

In my mind, I even sketched out the feeling that the other party should be a middle and high-level position in a certain treasure.com.

In November's weather, a thick sweater with horizontal stripes looks a bit clumsy, but Zhao Dezhu can recognize it as the Jiaobain brand.

Thousands of dollars a piece of high-end goods.

Where is it that anyone with ordinary income in the mainland can afford it.

And he held a white cigarette between his fingers.

In 2004, smoking in the office was not uncommon. Most of the workstations were allowed or not, it was just a word from the supervisor, and ashtrays were very common in the contact area.

Mainly the white filter cigarettes, in Zhao Dezhu's opinion, there are only two or three foreign cigarette brands.

This is the benefit of having experience and getting used to observation.

But he wouldn't call the security guards to chase people out recklessly, and went over to sit next to them with his arms around Wang Baoqiang.

The middle-aged man turned his back against the wall, as if he was looking at Zhao Dezhu directly.

People raised their heads and continued to look around.

This made Zhao Dezhu waver in his judgment. If someone came from a certain treasure net, no matter how he looked at himself, he should be able to recognize him.

So take a second look and speak directly: "What position are you applying for?"

The other party looked at him and ignored him!

Slightly arrogant and too lazy to talk to that kind.

Zhao Dezhu is the wave bay of this building, and he still maintains the tone of the applicants chatting just now: "I am the chairman here, do you have anything to tell me?"

Plain with undoubted pretentiousness.

Perhaps the only thing that spoiled his temperament was the young actor who leaned over to observe his expression intently.

The middle-aged man was obviously surprised, but he didn't panic: "You made the TM shopping platform?"

The haughty expression only changed slightly towards disbelief, frowning.

Zhao Dezhu nodded: "Any suggestions?"

The man actually asked: "It's free to trade, but you have to pay a huge platform server fee, how can you realize the profit?"

This is what a certain treasure.com said before the Battle of Pebble Beach last year, and even all the shareholders were pressing Lao Ma's words.

After Zhao Dezhu pointed out what Penguin relies on to realize its profits, it directly took nearly 10 million information fees.

Who gave this man the courage to ask Zhao Dezhu directly?

Sometimes, fate is met by countless chances like this.

If Wang Baoqiang hadn't come here to be a licking dog these two days, Zhao Dezhu would definitely not have brought up the topic of lurking.

He also wouldn't play games with Wang Baoqiang looking for potential spies.

This man will never be found.

But if it wasn't for Wang Baoqiang sitting next to him, Zhao Dezhu might be so angry that he would scold you for what you are...

He didn't have much self-cultivation.

But just at this time, when he turned his head, he saw Wang Baoqiang's curious and honest face next to him, and the same question seemed to shine in his eyes.

Well, most of Wang Baoqiang's film and television characters are the kind of people who don't know much about the world, but can do things with one muscle.

Because they are so focused that they are not affected by the world.

Li Shengjun has this characteristic.

Especially the mandarin of this middle-aged man is vaguely similar to Li Shengjun's accent.

Zhao Dezhu restrained himself with a smile and scolded: "You are in technology, right?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up: "You know me?"

Zhao Dezhu shook his head: "I don't know, but you should be a technical talent who has made some money. To put it simply, before I have enough trust in you, I will definitely not tell you the secret of the company's profitability. What did you use to get me? trust, let’s talk about profits.”

The middle-aged man pointed to the wall opposite the human resources department, where there were job requirements for different recruitment positions of companies in the three major sectors of games, e-commerce, and media: "What does an Internet media company mean?"

At this time, Zhao Dezhu could basically tell that this person was not arrogant anymore.

Patience explained: "In my opinion, the Internet will replace the future media, such as TV, books, newspapers and magazines, for example, the current portal website..."

Sure enough, the other party immediately interrupted him impolitely: "The portal is an electronic newspaper, and it will replace the real newspaper in the future. Is that what you mean?"

Zhao Dezhu still took out his P900 mobile phone and shook it: "When smart phones are popularized in everyone's hands, when opening them at any time is a portal website, who will buy ordinary newspapers?"

In these remarks, Zhao Dezhu only pointed out the vigorous development of smart phones in a very limited way, but there are still many misunderstandings and traps in it. The battle of smart systems in the next three to five years alone will kill half of the country.

But at least the other party immediately picked up the white cigarette a little excitedly and took a hard sip.

The bright cigarette butt went to the end, and he actually took another one out of his pocket and connected it!

Zhao Dezhu didn't want to smoke second-hand smoke, so he stood up: "I mentioned something you're interested in, and then I'll see if you have anything that interests me."

It happened that Li Yuanyuan had come out, Zhao Dezhu signaled, and the secretary quickly took a business card from the leather folder and handed it over.

He half bent down and waited.

The middle-aged man didn't even return a business card.

Zhao Dezhu, who was glancing at this detail out of the corner of his eye, ignored it, and went directly to Feng Xiaoting to explain his work and leave.

There is a special arrangement today, Wang Baoqiang is not obsessed with it, he bids farewell to Li Yuanyuan carefully, and quickly follows his duty as a driver.

Li Yuanyuan obviously breathed a sigh of relief at the elevator entrance.

Zhao Dezhu observed Wang Baoqiang who was concentrating on driving in the co-pilot, and struggled in his mind whether he should teach the stunts of flirting with girls.

But the palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh, so let nature take its course.

Marriage is destiny.

But Wang Baoqiang felt his gaze, and he just asked, "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Zhao Dezhu still inquired: "Yuanyuan doesn't accept you like this, and I won't help you chase her. Do you think there is any problem?"

Wang Baoqiang shook his head violently: "No problem, it would be great to see her, I'm not good enough."

Zhao Dezhu reminded: "After the release of the two films "A World Without Thieves" and "囧囧", you will probably become famous, famous and rich, and most of the beautiful girls like you. Anyway, your surname is Ma. Xiangke, don't marry someone with the surname Ma..."

Wang Baoqiang was puzzled: "I must have come to look for Li Yuanyuan when I became better."

Just mentioning this name, he laughed with intoxication on his face.

Zhao Dezhu stopped persuading him, and took care of his own affairs first, and picked up Nana from the middle school.

The daughters look at it differently.

Say hello to Uncle Wang first, then ask in a low voice, "Are you coming back from over there today?"

Zhao Dezhu didn't have the majesty of being a father at all: "The problem of the water heater has been solved, and now there are a few households who have moved in, right?"

Nana quietly grabbed his finger as a warning.

When the Mercedes Benz arrived at the complex, Zhao Dezhu looked disheartened on the surface, but actually ran excitedly to the other side of the townhouse area.

This Friday, Xi Lianying's parents rushed to the city to see their grandson.

In fact, Zhao Dezhu went to HK to finish his wedding and stayed in Pengzhen when he was working hard on the TM website.

Xi Xihaha's grandparents had already followed the expected date of delivery, and came to see their daughter once, only to be surprised that their granddaughter had been born prematurely.

He scolded his daughter a lot, and Zhao Dezhu, who was working in other places, was praised by them.

Because the students of Wujiang No. 2 Middle School who were admitted to the e-commerce logistics major knew about the e-commerce conference in September and October, and a very small number of them participated in the work of the two places.

So now follow the weekend to come over for family reunion.

Zhao Dezhu must have reported it to his wife and daughter in advance.

Finally able to spend good time with my little daughter, it is impossible to say that Zhao Dezhu is not in full bloom.

Walking through a neighborhood intersection, Zhou Mengxia jumped out thugly, handed him a pack of baby supplies such as diapers and feeding bottles, covered her mouth and ran away with a smile.

Only then did Zhao Dezhu go home pretending to be a dad who just got off work.

First time here.