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At half past five, Zamu rushed to Xingang anxiously. Half an hour before the passenger ship arrived in Hong Kong, he stood at the exit and waited.
August is the hottest time of the year in Hainan. There are no clouds in Wan Li and Wan Li, like a huge sapphire, which gives off a diabolical light to the ground. Even the afterglow of the sunset still bakes people like charcoal fire.
Zagreb leaned against the stone pillar of the gate and looked inside from time to time. Only a few staff members are walking back and forth, and fruit vendors are selling lazily.
Zhamu is the editorial director of Keyuan magazine and a native of Inner Mongolia. At the beginning of the year, he was transferred from Beijing branch to Haikou headquarters. Entrusted by the editor-in-chief, I went to the dock to meet my new colleagues today.
Chen Qingyuan, a 22-year-old new colleague, has just graduated from a university in Beijing. In March this year, the headquarters asked the Beijing Branch Gold Editor to recruit several employees in Beijing. Chen Qingyuan was one of the applicants. He finally stood out from more than 1000 resumes and was hired together with another fresh graduate from a university in Tianjin.
Later, editor Jin sent their resumes back to the headquarters and recommended the editors to Zamu. Zhamu browsed Chen Qingyuan's resume, and when he read the column of hobbies, he smiled appreciatively and stared at the one-inch bareheaded black and white photo in the upper right corner of the resume. ...