Chapter 4 Registration
Sign up and go through the recruitment channel.

Communicated by phone and filled out the interview registration form.

After recording Zhou Haoran's name, age, education background, native place, home address and contact number, the registration was considered successful.

After three hours of hard work, I got an interview opportunity for a sales position at Red Star TV's Life Channel.

It went more smoothly than expected.

This was a simple era, and people working there didn't beat around the bush.

Time: 9 o'clock the day after tomorrow morning.

Location: Reception Room 1 on the first floor of the Red Star Building on Ping'an West Road.

"It's done!"

Zhou Haoran waved his hand, full of high spirits.

Dongfang Lang stared at him with wide eyes.

Zhou Haoran asked curiously, "Why are you looking at me? Let's go home!"

Dongfang Lang said angrily, "You just lied."

"Who lied?"

"Your uncle works at the TV station? Are you kidding me?"

"Cheating is better than stealing, right?"

Zhou Haoran snorted.

Dongfang Lang was dissatisfied and asked, "Who stole it?"

Zhou Haoran pointed at the public IC phone and said, "A free call is theft, okay? It means I'm being partial and covering up for you. If it were someone else, my sense of justice would have driven me to call the police and have you arrested."

Dongfang Lang's face darkened, "Then the dog will be cooked after the rabbit is dead!"

"I'm just kidding. Let's go home!" Zhou Haoran laughed heartily, teaching like his father, "Once you enter society, how can you not have some tricks? Opportunities don't come by waiting, they are grabbed by fighting bravely."

Dongfang Lang hummed, full of suspicion, and turned to look at him, "Why do I feel like you've become a different person? How do you know so much now?"

Zhou Haoran thought for a moment and said, "Maybe this is his inner talent."

"what?"

"At school, we're all classmates. How can I be too outstanding? It's like I'm a level above everyone else. I don't like to show off."

"So you really want to go to the TV station?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Haoran was a little confused. "I've been busy for three hours, and you think I'm playing house with you?"

Dongfang Lang said worriedly, "But do you know how to sell? Even if you get an interview opportunity, you won't be able to pass it!"

"How do you know I can't get through?"

Zhou Haoran is very familiar with the logic of job interviews.

In his previous life, he worked as an onboarding interviewer and promotion examiner for many years at a major internet company. He knew everything about interview questions, key points, the process, and the interviewer's mental state.

Dongfang Lang added, "Even if you passed the interview, it would only be a sales position, not a column. Qiao Suiqing is the column host, so you two can't be together."

"Uh……"

Zhou Haoran was speechless. His going to the TV station had nothing to do with Qiao Suiqing.

There are two main reasons for this choice.

First, the TV station can expose him to more social connections, and he can find ways to get to know some people who have the power to speak, and help his parents transfer jobs and avoid being laid off.

Second, he is best at the Internet.

Even if he doesn't start a business, his future career direction should be the Internet.

But it’s still early days for the Internet.

Television is essentially the "internet" of our time, serving as the primary channel for public information dissemination. The underlying logic behind television programs and consumer-facing internet products should be similar, right?
Seeing that he was silent again, Dongfang Lang said with a sigh, "If you ask me, you'd better give up on this idea. It's not that easy to pursue Qiao Suiqing."

Zhou Haoran said angrily, "Who says salespeople can't do column work? No matter what position it is, get in first and talk about it later. It's just like taking a train. It doesn't matter whether you sit or stand. What matters is that you buy the ticket first. Once you buy the ticket, get on the train, and grab the seat you see."

Dongfang Lang understood what he meant and said in surprise, "No way? You're risking your life for Qiao Suiqing?"

"Shut up, you!"

Zhou Haoran was too lazy to explain to him anymore.

……

These days, material life is not very abundant.

Billboards along the road advertise eyebrow pencils from a pencil factory, Phoenix bicycles, and Olympus cameras...

Back in the alley, it becomes more urban.

To put it nicely, it's called the smell of fireworks.

Actually it's poverty.

The area around here is full of people making a living on the streets, including car repairmen, seal engravers, barbers, as well as tiger stoves, pancake stalls, tailor shops, injection rooms, tobacco and paper shops, production teams, textile rooms, neighborhood committees, open-air public toilets... The hustle and bustle of people makes it a lively scene.

The alley is very narrow.

It's only about two meters wide.

On both sides are Shikumen houses with three units and two compartments. Above the head, several long sticks are placed on the drying platforms on both sides, and bedding and clothes are hung on the long sticks.

The alley is ventilated on both sides and the top of the head is shaded, so it is cool and humid.

It is a great place to escape the summer heat during the dog days of summer.

Many people would just use a palm-leaf fan and a small stool to enjoy the cool air in the alley.

If the conditions are good, a rocking chair will also be placed there.

That would be even more comfortable.

An old man in the alley, surnamed Zhang, was lounging in a rocking chair in the shade at the entrance to his apartment building. He had a crippled leg, a result of a gunshot wound sustained during the war. He wore a white vest and black shorts, his eyes half-closed, and he looked relaxed. He clutched a radio, playing an excerpt from the Peking Opera "The Regret of Falling."

As if falling asleep.

Children don't dare to provoke Grandpa Zhang, as they will often be scolded.

Zhou Haoran walked around him. His house was Unit 2, in the middle on the right.

There is a patio at the entrance.

Then there is the living room facing the center of the gate. This is a public living room shared by the six households in this unit.

On the left and right sides of the living room are two side rooms, each housing a family.

Further inside the living room is the kitchen, which is also the public kitchen.

Zhou Haoran's home is in the left wing.

The Shikumen houses in the harbor, like the Siheyuan houses in the capital, originally had their own doors and houses, but after the founding of the People's Republic of China, there were more people and fewer houses, so they all became mixed residences.

In the past, the owners of Shikumen houses lived on the second floor, and the rooms on the first floor were where servants and nannies lived.

Now that we live together, there is no such saying anymore.

Four families lived on the second floor, and there was a family on each side of the first floor's wing rooms.

This turned out to be a good thing.

Because the compartment is big enough and not crowded.

Unlike the second floor, each family has only two rooms, making life very crowded and inconvenient.

Dongfang Lang's home was like that. The only bedroom was left for him so that he could study in peace. His grandmother, parents, and aunt had to squeeze in outside and sleep on the floor.

In Zhou Haoran's home, a wing of more than 40 square meters was divided into three rooms with wooden boards: a small living room with a TV and two bedrooms.

Wooden partitions are not soundproof.

At least it's an independent space.

Many families with daughters have partitioned rooms even if they live on the second floor.

It doesn’t matter for boys, but girls should protect their privacy appropriately when they grow up, just like Qiao Suiqing’s family.

Parents come home from get off work.

I asked Zhou Haoran about his college entrance examination results and got only good news.

Seeing that he was quite proud, Zhou's father criticized him, "Don't be so proud. The college entrance examination is just the first step. There is still a long way to go in life!"

"Alright, hurry up and get the food to the stove!" Mother Zhou glared at Father Zhou. "Do you really need to worry about my son's grades?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "Dad, watch TV. I'll get it."

Dinner was plain noodles, shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs and a plate of mixed cucumbers.

Richer than usual.

Mainly to congratulate the end of the college entrance examination.

The Zhou family is a family of strict father and kind mother. Dad Zhou is very authoritative at home. During dinner, he would say, "Don't think you can relax just because the college entrance examination is over. You still have to study hard."

Zhou Haoran said, "Dad, I think it's time to travel thousands of miles."

"Ah?" Mother Zhou was slightly stunned. "Son, you're going out?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "I'm not going out, Mom. I just feel like I've been studying all these years and don't have much social experience. There are still more than two months until college starts, and I want to use this time to find a job."

"What kind of work? The family doesn't need that money."

Mother Zhou thought her son had grown up and wanted to earn money during the summer vacation to save for college tuition.

Although my family is not rich, we don’t have to worry about college tuition.

Zhou Haoran said, "Mom, it's not about the money. I want to go out into society and gain some experience."

Father Zhou was very supportive and said seriously, "When I was sixteen, I took over from your grandfather and started working at the factory to support the family. You're not a child anymore, so there's no harm in doing more work. Come with me to the factory tomorrow, I'll take care of the logistics..."

Zhou Haoran hurriedly said: "Dad, I'm not going to the machinery factory, I'm going to the TV station."

"TV station?"

"Well, I contacted them this afternoon, and they've completed the interview registration. I'll be there the day after tomorrow."

"The TV station..." Mother Zhou smiled and looked at Father Zhou, "Why don't we talk to Old Qiao and ask him to help arrange it."

"Well, I'll go find him later."

Dad Zhou nodded.

Uncle Qiao works in the county’s Cultural Bureau. He is a small leader at the section level and has certain connections.

Zhou Haoran reacted immediately and said quickly, "Mom and Dad, you're mistaken. I'm not going to the county TV station. I'm going to the Red Star TV station in the city."

"Red Star Tower?"

Zhou's father and mother looked up at the same time, their faces filled with surprise.

Zhou Haoran said: "I will go to the Life Channel of Red Star TV."

"Life Channel..."

Dad Zhou and Mom Zhou looked at each other.

They are so familiar with this channel!
In fact, the most popular program in the entire alley was Red Star TV's Life Channel. This was because the eldest daughter of the Qiao family, who had come from the alley, was the host of the Life Channel's evening program "Family Gossip," a must-see for every household at the appointed time.

Mother Zhou looked at her son seriously and whispered, "Son, tell me the truth, you are not interested in the eldest daughter of the Qiao family..."

"Mom, it has nothing to do with her!"

Zhou Haoran was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Why is he the same as that kid Dongfang Lang?
That's too much of a wild guess!
"Such a big TV host..." Zhou's father was open-minded in this regard, but he felt that his son could not catch up. "It's better to be down-to-earth."

Zhou Haoran said helplessly, "Dad, it has nothing to do with Qiao Suiqing, it's just a coincidence. Besides, she's a host, and I'm applying for a sales position, so we're not even close."

"Hey! Where's Miss Qiao?"

At this time, the door curtain was drawn open.

A fat lady walked in.

She was a warm-hearted person in the alley, working in the neighborhood committee. She came up and said with a smile, "Haoran has been smart since he was young. Sister-in-law Zhou, how about I go to Old Qiao's house and ask them to meet and talk it over?"

She's here to propose marriage!

(End of this chapter)

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