Chapter 293 Miss Front Desk

The next day, when Murong Qingyun woke up, Bai Bing was still asleep. I touched my forehead, slowly got out of bed, put on slippers, and repeated the work I had to do every day. After breakfast, he changed his "equipment" and yawned to the training class. Although he felt boring about this kind of life, he had to do it. Real life is inherently ordinary. Self-comfort is plain and true.

When he left the villa area, he found that it was still early, so he walked to the bus station and took his favorite bus to work. His many years of life experience is that the bus is not much slower than taking a taxi in the morning. People who know that they like to take a taxi largely show that it is an inner level distinction. There is a voice that will tell you what you should do to become a real white-collar worker? The power of this voice is very huge, and it can quickly assimilate a qualified group of people.

A bus drove over, and Murong Qingyun put his hands in his coat pocket and walked up slowly. The reason why he is not easily influenced by external voices is his firm personality. I have always believed that the so-called fashion or weather vane is not just a small group of people creating a public opinion orientation. They concoct all this for nothing more than to make money. Since they are not God, Murong Qingyun certainly does not want his lifestyle to be guided by them.

Murong Qingyun sitting on a single chair is not installing a combination of 1 and 3 to experience the life of the general public. Cities should have developed more public transportation, after all, it can effectively reduce the number of traffic jams. The most incomprehensible thing is why he vigorously develops cars with small displacement of tens of thousands of yuan? I think the biggest effect of that thing is to ease class contradictions in addition to increasing urban congestion. Although it is small and doesn't eat much, it is at least a car.

Last night, Murong Qingyun, who stayed at Bai Bing's place, did not forget to call his mother at home to report her safety, so that she would not worry about herself. Although Sister Qiu Wei did not make any statement on her mouth, the mother and son were still worried about his safety. Murong Qingyun uses his free time not to do things at work, but to calculate his own housework.

A luxury brand, Murong Qingyun, who wears a suit and leather shoes, will give other passengers a feeling a little different. In this third-tier city, people who often use buses as a means of transportation are casually dressed. His dress is completely inappropriate. Powerful both materially and spiritually, he doesn't care about the eyes of the world at all.

I really give people a feeling that I like and choose. The biggest benefit of taking the bus is that he can still see good-looking girls from time to time, which makes him like to use the cheapest way to make his eyes enjoy the greatest satisfaction. Murong Qingyun's thoughts buried in his heart could not tell Yang Mengmeng, otherwise she would force him to drive.

Today, I was lucky. After three stops of the bus, a good-good-gable girl got on the bus. Small face, tall figure, facial features are moderate, wearing a red professional suit. Murong Qingyun looked more and soon became uninterested. After all, any woman in his family was more beautiful than her.

The girl who just got on the car smiled at Murong Qingyun and walked to him and said, "Good morning, Murong Qingyun."

Murong Qingyun looked up at her and didn't remember knowing this girl at all. He nodded politely, responded with a smile, and said very unnutritious words, "Hello. Are you going to work?"

The girl smiled sweetly and said, "Yes! Let me guess, you must be thinking about my name? Have you seen it there?

Murong Qingyun, who didn't say anything, showed his acquiescence. After all, he really had no impression of her.

"My name is Ding Yao, the front desk of the headquarters of Deep Blue Group." Ding Yao generously stretched out his hand and shook him to solve the mystery. There was a trace of resentment in his words: "You are a new management trainee of our group, and we have met at the front desk. A little person like me will definitely not let you pay attention. Some of you management trainees are very arrogant.

Murong Qingyun's heart suddenly became clear. Ding Yao should be a contract worker employed by Deep Blue Group and a non-regular employee. In addition to survival, the purpose of working at the front desk is to marry the regular employees of this building, hoping to climb up to change their fate, so they are new management trainees who pay special attention to.

Management trainees are potential stocks in their eyes. The reason why she was particularly impressed by him was when Murong Qingyun stopped in the hall to look at the chandelier. For Ding Yao, since the two can meet on the bus, they should take the initiative and seize the opportunity. Mutual understanding is the first step. After all, there is a foundation and a good start.

"You are standard white-collar elites." Ding Yao held the handle and smiled, "How do you take the bus? According to your taste, at least you should take a taxi to work in the company.

Murong Qingyun had to get up and give up his seat to her. I'm really sorry that I didn't let a girl stand in front of him and chat with him. Since she took the initiative to chat with herself, he would not ignore her. The purpose of Murong Qingyun and Ding Yao's chat is not that she is beautiful, but the most polite response between people.

"You don't take the same bus." Murong Qingyun took her words and said calmly.

"I'm poor. I have no choice without taking the bus." Ding Yao put an imitation LV handbag on his knees and put his hands on the surface of the bag and said, "You management trainees have a good future. Unlike some of our front desks, we have no future at all.

"I'm working for Deep Blue Group just like you." Murong Qingyun said with a faint smile.

"That's different. There is an essential difference between working and working." Ding Yao's heart is very clear that a job like himself is equivalent to eating youth, and he will not be hired as the front desk by the group company after the age of 30.

As for personal leaving, the company doesn't care about it. After all, there are many beautiful girls who want to join the front desk lady of the headquarters of Deep Blue Group. This not only provides them with the best salary in similar positions, but also increases their ability to find men with better economic conditions. Although it is just a company front desk, it has become a popular position in the city.