Who moved my novel?

"Hospital...?" Dong Peng looked up at the ten-story hospital and frowned slightly: "I really don't like this place."

Dong Peng was not planning to come to the hospital, but from what Teacher Zhang said, it seemed that there was something different here?

"Give way! Give way!" A hurried cry called back Dong Peng who was distracted.

"Quick, quick, give way, stand aside and watch the car order!" A security guard hurriedly called Dong Peng aside, and then arranged for a car to park at the spot where Dong Peng was standing.

"Where are you going?" After arranging the car, the security guard arranged the car, walked towards Dong Peng while wiping his sweat, and asked again: "Where are you looking for?"

"Ah?" Dong Peng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: "Oh, I, I'm here for an interview."

"You were interviewed." The security guard nodded: "What position are you interviewing for? You don't look like a doctor?"

"Not a doctor, not a doctor." Dong Peng shook his head: "I just want to see if there are any jobs like security that don't require skills."

"Can you be a security guard?" The security guard looked Dong Peng up and down, and then nodded: "It looks like that. If you want to interview the security guard, just follow me and find our captain."

"I'd be happy to introduce you to him," Dong Peng said, taking out his cigarette case and handing him a cigarette.

"It's easy to talk." The security guard took the cigarette: "But don't be so polite when you meet our captain. You should have read a book, but you can't be like this in our line of work. You should be strict when you should be. Just shout.”

"I understand, I understand." Dong Peng nodded and lit a cigarette himself.

"Let's go, while there are few cars at this moment." The security guard waved and led Dong Peng around the hospital building and walked to a narrow aisle at the back: "Do you see this road? Go in from here. , the office directly opposite it is. You can go there by yourself, I have to go and look at the parking lot."

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you." Dong Peng nodded and reached out to lift his hat. When he raised his hand, he realized that he didn't wear a hat today in order to keep a low profile.

"What? Are you still saluting?" The security guard smiled and returned a very non-standard military salute: "I wish you good luck."

"Thank you." Dong Peng nodded and walked into the aisle.

…

"Xue Mo?" Teacher Zhang looked at Xue Mo in surprise: "Why are you still here?"

"Ah?" Xue Mo looked at Teacher Zhang in confusion: "Teacher Zhang? I, I don't have an office, of course it is here."

As he said that, Xue Mo pointed to the bookshelf behind him: "Are you looking for any book? Do you need me to get out of the way?"

"No, no, no." Teacher Zhang shook his head: "Teacher Dong and Teacher Erfeng have already left."

"Yes." Xue Mo nodded: "It's a pity that I am the only one left in the school we entered in the same batch. I have to say, it's really disappointing."

"Aren't you leaving?"

"Me?" Xue Mo pointed at himself: "Where am I going?"

"Aren't you together?" Teacher Zhang seemed a little surprised.

"What are you talking about?" Xue Mo smiled bitterly: "Teacher Erfeng is from the police station. Dong Peng has his own studio. They all have their own jobs. If they leave, they will leave. I am just a writer. Hands, what can I do? I can only earn a minimum salary here, just fishing and writing."

"Huh?" Teacher Zhang frowned slightly, but relaxed after a moment: "I misunderstood, Teacher Xue, what have you been busy with recently?"

"Preparing lessons." Xue Mo pointed to his computer: "I have made four or five courseware recently, which is enough to teach for a month, no, two months. After all, I only have one class every two weeks."

"Uh..." Teacher Zhang was a little embarrassed: "Teacher Xue, do you... really have classes? No, I mean, can you really go to class?"

"Maybe... maybe." Xue Mo changed the subject awkwardly: "By the way, Teacher Zhang, what are you doing here? It's rare to see anyone come to the library."

"I'm looking for the uncle, is he not here?" Teacher Zhang said and looked around, but there was no trace of the uncle.

"He was injured, so he took leave recently." Xue Mo shook his head: "I am currently in charge of the library. If you have anything, you can tell me."

…

"Name."

"Dong Peng."

"age."

"Thirty-two."

"Education...forget it, people with high academic qualifications don't come here."

"Hehe." Dong Peng smiled without explaining.

"Tell me about your advantages, or why you think I should recruit you." The man in security uniform across from me asked in sick words.

"I have strength." Dong Peng pointed to his non-existent muscles: "At my age, I have done a lot."

"There are many young men who are stronger than you." The man smiled and shook his head.

"I, I will communicate with people." Dong Peng thought for a moment: "I have chatted with many leaders before, so I will definitely have no problem with receiving them."

"We don't need to meet the leaders." The man smiled, although it was not malicious, but it was also a bit mocking: "Besides, the leaders you meet are just small bosses at most, and we are all here. What kind of leader is that? We can’t put them together! Does the Deputy Director of the Public Security Bureau come over a few days ago, can you handle it?”

"Uh..." Dong Peng looked at the other party awkwardly, and finally swallowed the words in his mouth.

"Is there anything else?" the man asked again.

"I, I have a stable job." Dong Peng couldn't think of anything else. He couldn't say that he had killed dozens of people, right?

"Stable, that's a good thing." The man nodded: "Are you married? Do you have children?"

"No." Dong Peng shook his head.

"Then you are not stable either." The man frowned: "Unmarried people have no life pressure, they can leave whenever they want, no no."

"Then, then I really have no advantage." Dong Peng suddenly felt a little depressed. Could it be that he couldn't even pass the interview for a security guard? Was he really that bad?