C916 a harsh system

Under such a system, he would be driven mad one day.

What do you have to go to work half an hour earlier every day? Can't dye hair, can't perm hair, can't draw thick makeup, can only be light makeup, every day's work clothes must be worn strictly according to the requirements, the hem of the skirt must word above the knee ten centimeters, if not or longer, will be deducted salary, and even have to be measured with a ruler one by one every day to qualify.

These rules are simply a harsh system.

Even if she did sales, she couldn't understand why she couldn't perm her hair. Could it be that perm her hair and makeup would affect the customer's mood?

He looked at the supervisor, who was wearing a pair of black framed glasses and had a face without a smile. The anger he had towards Chu Qing had yet to dissipate, and now that there was such a system, Shara couldn't help but want to smash these systems into the supervisor's face.

Thinking about how she couldn't lose the opportunity to work at the palace, even if she had to leave a bad impression at the Palace Sage's side, the CEO still couldn't explain it, so she could only bear with it.

"If you feel there's no problem, you can start tomorrow. The uniform will report your size to me in a moment, and you will be given the uniform in three days' time. However, these few days, I require you to wear a shirt and a work dress. Saying that, he called a colleague over, "Follow her for the next month. If there's anything you don't understand, ask her. "Although you are studying this month, your performance cannot be lost. I require you to complete 70% of our monthly performance. If you are unable to complete it, please automatically leave your job!"

After saying that, the chief left after giving a few instructions.

Sara looked at the manager's silhouette. The system document in her hands was tightly grasped within her own hands, and all of the documents had wrinkled together.

"Don't worry, I won't let you off!" Sala said fiercely in his heart.

That night, when Sala returned to his old residence, he did not care about what the old CEO had told him and went straight to his wife.

Madam Pi Wen, who had been getting the nanny to fix her nails, saw the sudden appearance of the salad as it was filled with anger. She immediately told the nanny to leave first.

"Sala, what happened? Did you get angry? Why are you so angry?" Mrs. Steven sat up and reached for the salad, letting her sit beside her.

"Aunt Pi Wen, how is the time you arranged for her to disappear? I can't wait any longer. I want her to disappear from this world right now!" Sara said in a hateful manner. Her hands were clenched tightly from the hatred she felt in her heart as her nails dug into her palms.

"Sala, what's wrong with you? Did something happen? Tell Auntie." Seeing that the salad was a little twisted because of her hatred, Madam Pi Wen asked worriedly.

Thinking about what had happened today, as well as the figure of the palace saint leaving, Sala felt his heart ache.

He had liked the palace sage for so many years, that's why he wanted to be able to obtain her love.

Since he was young, he had learned all sorts of things, including etiquette, the piano, the violin, and even the finance department. He did all of this so that he could become a woman standing by the palace sage.

But in the end, what did he obtain?

Before he even met with the Palace Sage, he had already heard that the Palace Sage had other women by his side, and now, even his own child had been born. Then why did he persist for so many years?