A middle-aged man with files came over. He was Tachikawa, a senior from the Human Resources Department. He joined the company a few years earlier than Takeo, the guard.

No matter how many years or a year I entered, I am a senior.

The hierarchy that has existed in schools is more obvious in trading companies.

Tachikawa waved to Takeo of the Guardian.

"Titakawa Group Leader, is there anything wrong?" Takeo Yu of the guards put his bag on the ground. He is different from Taitakawa's department and has little contact at work, but the two of them would get together for a meal from time to time, but they were limited to the lack of money in their pockets and the frequency was not high.

Tachikawa took a few steps and stopped in place. The guardian Takeo ran over with a jog, surely there was something to notify him.

When I was having dinner with Tachikawa last month, Tachikawa held his shoulder and said, "The trading company is a highly automated machine. In the huge trading company structure, those newcomers are just a small component. No matter what your interests and dreams are, you can dream freely. In the trading company that crushes from top to bottom, you can use the production line to erase all your personalities and human nature. What are you? You are a standard component that can be replaced.

Their personnel responsibility is to pick the right newcomers from the circle and then assign them to the assembly lines of each department.

"That's it." Tachikawa put his hand intimately on Takeo Moribe's shoulder, and his face wearing glasses squeezed out his professional smile.

"The company has recently recruited new employees, all of whom are new. Given your outstanding work, you plan to hand over the two new people to you to lead." After saying that, before the guardian Takeo said anything, Tachikawa stuffed the files to the guardian. "Here, this is their files, they are all very excellent fresh graduates."

Personnel is the most unpopular position in a trading company. Often, the new people recruited by personnel are not professional and matched. Taking the technical department where the guard is located as an example, the new people they want are technical talents, but the personnel in the personnel department do not know specialized technology, so they have to choose the right one as much as possible. This is Tachikawa's personnel responsibility. It is not only that they are choosing new people, but also that they are proving the reliability of their own links. The personnel responsible for recruitment needs to balance wages and the needs of each department. It is extremely rare to be able to perfectly balance personnel managers on both sides.

"I……"

Takeo of the Guardian holds the file, his head has been in a mess since before,

The Human Resources Department once again stuffed new people into his hands. Is it because of his outstanding business ability?

The guardian Takeo didn't know, and he thought it wasn't, otherwise he wouldn't have been wasting his time at the bottom.

He opened the personnel information and took a look.

"Takemo Rihata, Wakada Houichi..."

The files of these two people are quite well-known, and the schools they graduated are not famous universities. They are all schools that he has never heard of. Can students who graduate from ordinary universities also enter their trading clubs?

A trading company with more than 600 people can be called a big company, and not even a fresh graduate can enter.

When he saw the surnames of the two and thought for a while, the guardian Takeo only felt chest tightness.

Neither Luhata nor Wakawa are common surnames, they are very, very unpopular surnames, but "coincidentally", there are two leaders in the trading company with surnames.

This is a coincidence.

"I don't want it either..." Seeing the expression of the hominid, Tachikawa sighed helplessly and patted his shoulder.

"Prepare it. You'll probably come to work the day after tomorrow. At that time... I'll trouble you."

Tachikawa did not have the same look as if he was drunk. He looked at the guardian Takeo with a hint of embarrassment. Obviously, he also remembered his previous ambitions.

There is no way, some materials are too big, so the trading company has to use it even if it doesn’t work.

The guardian Takeo walked back to his position with his personnel files, like a puppet, and sat on the chair melancholy.

"What did Tachikawa of the Personnel Group call you over and do?" As soon as he sat down, the colleague sitting next to him leaned forward.

"I have arranged two newcomers to take with me." The guardian Takeo did not say that the newcomers sent were relatives of the leader.

"Is that so hard?"

The department where Wu Xiong is in the guard office is the R&D department, and leading newcomers is the most troublesome. If it is a student with a professional level, it is fine. What he is afraid of is the newcomer who is not a professional level who is stuck in by the human resources manager. Not only does it take you from the head, but there will be more tasks on the top, and the workload will be low, and the top must meet the requirements of the leader. The bottom must also help the newcomers. This will make both sides difficult and the left and right are not the same.

What's more, the guardian Wuxiong still has to lead a relative. Needless to say, the three of them have to work hard, and he probably has to complete it alone.

"Those guys from the Human Resources Department are really... what batch of newcomers you have brought in in two years."

The colleague sighed sympathetically.

Takeo, the guards, smiled bitterly.

He suddenly woke up. It turned out that in the "newcomer assembly line" that the leader of the Human Resources Department said, he was the machine on the assembly line.

Is he a forging hammer? a conveyor belt?

"There is no way, that's it, there's no way." The guardian Takeo rubbed his fingers and increased his salary every month to bring new people. A new person costs 25,000 yuan. It would be good if he thought about it like this.

But is this the life you want?

My colleague next to me would rather not pay more than the salary this month. He took a sip of water: "Yesterday was your first time asking for leave, it's really rare. Kameda said I didn't believe it when you asked for leave. You even asked for leave, what did you do?"

Kameda is the boss of the guards and the person who makes the guards hate him to the core.

"There was something wrong with my father's health. I accompanied him to the hospital for a checkup yesterday."

"Ah." The colleague nodded with a deep heart, "Indeed, it's the peak period for physical problems at this age."

It’s okay that the parents of the guardian Takeo are teachers, but the parents of this colleague are just farmers below. Although they also have the pension policy of the government, the medical conditions below are not as good as those in the city. It is impossible to say that they are not worried or worried. But in addition to their parents, they also have their own families and children, and they walk on the balance beam every day. They are the most uncomfortable age when they are young.

Speaking of parents, the flame of revenge that the suffocator Takeoto was extinguished in his heart showed signs of expiration. He had killed someone in the Aokihara Sea, but at that time the fox demon was entrustment. Now if he killed Kameda in anger, his parents would bear the bad reputation of murdering his parents.

And he is the only son in the family...

The guardian Takeo did not dare to continue thinking, so he spent an afternoon in the office in a dull manner.

Following the ants in the office building, they squeezed the elevator down to the first floor. The guardian body was as delicate as a machine, and the suit tie was an abstract mechanical clockwork.

Walking through the sixteen street trees on the corner of the street, turn left and advance one hundred and twenty-five diamond-shaped bricks, walk down thirty-two steps, and cross four pillars.

Swipe the card.

Line up like pork sent to quarantine.

"Ding!"

The subway roared and stopped accurately in front of the team.

The subway was full of Osaka office workers, and the people crowded in front of the door seemed to cut off their faces and stick them onto the glass.
Chapter completed!