"All right, don't wipe it, the more dirty it is!" She took back her feet and told me to go away. "Go ahead! Why are you so foolish!? If you just clean the toilet for our company, I don't want to keep you!" Her face was covered with a layer of frost as soon as she looked at herself slightly.

"I'm sorry..." I stood like a dog slave in the Qing Dynasty, and my voice was as thin as a mosquito bark. "When I get my salary, I'll pay you a pair."

"When you get your salary, will you pay me a pair? Can you afford that salary?" Her heroic eyebrows, a pair of sparkling Eagle eyes, two thin and sexy lips, the corners of her mouth outlined a sarcastic smile.

"How much is it?" I panicked.

"Your salary for the probation period can't be compensated in three months! Give me a wipe!" She took out a bottle of shoe polish from the drawer and threw it to me. There was a cold look on her beautiful face.

After that, she leaned back, slid back in her office chair, stepped back, and straightened her legs into a chic posture.

This fucking simplicity is humiliating me, and you can't humiliate me like that even if I'm wrong again! The noble look was arrogant, the moving boots were so powerful, my face was instantly pale, and I stared at her with my lips clenched.

That pair of sharp eyes, laughing is even more terrible: "What? Are you really going to pay for it?!

There's no plan to compensate. The probation salary is 12,000. I can't afford to buy her boots for three months. I can't afford to pay for them.

I squatted down in front of reality and money. Xu Guanjie's song is half a pound and half a pound. I don't know who of you has heard it again: our group of migrant workers, who have been slaves for money all their lives...

The melody of playful laughter and abuse could not hide the sad cry of the low-paid workers.

Squatting in front of her and putting on her shoe polish intentionally, I can't lift my head and have no dignity. From the moment I choose to squat, I have no dignity in front of her.

"OK!" She smiled coldly and pulled back her feet as if she were disgusting me.

The phone on the desk rang suddenly.

"Get out!" She glanced at my eyes and threw me a word like a dog chaser.

Out of Wang Jin's office, my mind was at a loss. I thought that I would be able to do something if I got into a big company. Who expected that the probation period was not over, and I was about to be kicked out of the company.

Blame the damn manager Mo!

Abhorrent, I became a trainee salesman in the company after I was recruited through a single wooden bridge. The manager told us that the probation period was one month, the total task was 8,000, and the base salary was 12,000. In this broken city, the base salary of the internship was very high, and the business commission was calculated separately. If we can complete the task, the company will sign a labor contract with me after the probation period, become a formal salesman, and enjoy the welfare benefits of employees employed by the company.

The total task is 8,000, but now I can't see the task of a penny. On the first day I entered the company, I ran to a customer and followed that customer for a week. The list was stolen by an experienced salesman. Later, I visited two customers, hoping to continue to follow up. Who knows to let Manager 2B Mo of the Sales Department look at me and let me type and write a report for him? Sending and dispatching couriers, I've only been doing these things in the past week! uuuuuuuuuuu

There are two trainee salesmen who come in with me for internship. They have passed the examination in advance, and there are three or four others, which are not far from the examination results. But my situation is getting worse and worse. Not only have I failed to make any money, but now Wang Jin and I are in conflict because of this broken text message and the splashing of water into her boots. Can she tolerate me?

The only way is to take an 8,000-yuan bill and ask for Wang Jin's good words so as to pass the examination and become a full-time employee.

Anyway, we should finish that pile of papers today and hand it to Manager Mo early tomorrow morning. Never promise to work for him again. He's glad I have a bird's eye! Wang Jin is in power, not him! I had hoped that Manager Mo would help me. After a few days of work for him, I found that my expectations were totally false.

Stay in the office overtime until 10:30 p.m., and finally finish the papers on hand. I stretched out and breathed a sigh of relief. Tomorrow, I'll give this pile of things to Manager Mo, so I can run to clients.

Our migrant workers...

The next day, I went to work.

Early in the morning, I hit the gun again. To sell two offices from the big office area of the marketing department, we need to go through a corridor, on the left side of the corridor, a voice comes: "Yang Rui! You come to me!"

Startled, he looked sharply to the left side of the aisle. At the door of the marketing manager's office, Wang Jin, who was wet with water yesterday, looked at me angrily.

Into Wang Jin's office, she sat back in her office chair, and I asked, "What's the manager's order, please?"

Wang Jin didn't even look at me, sat down and looked at the document, and I stood there with my breath. Wang Jin seemed to have forgotten me. He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, put his legs on it, and skillfully drew on the documents with one hand. His slightly curved long hair was not tied up, hanging on both sides. His nose was very tall and delicate, his mouth was tightly closed, his skin glowed healthily, and his big bright eyes showed mature appearance against the long eyelashes.

It is the first time that I have studied Wang Jin's face so carefully.

Crystalline and pure water-cut pupils are beautiful and intoxicating. [pag