第八十七章(3/6)

                                               “哦—”女孩抬起头，斜眼看了我一眼，问道：“有个人简历吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “我……我没带。”
                                                                                                                                                                “做过吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “做过几年。”
                                                                                                                                                                “那请说一下您对新劳动法的看法？”
                                                                                                                                                                “新劳动法？”我搔了一下脑袋。我刚刚被放出来，哪里会知道什么新劳动法！我老老实实的回答：“我不知道。”
                                                                                                                                                                女孩轻笑一下，歪着头对我说：“先生，你连新劳动法都不知道怎么做人事？你说你做过，做过多久？之前在哪里做的？”面对小姑娘质疑的目光，我没有一丝的恼怒，我郑重的对她说：“我以前确实做过，不过是五年前的了。这几年我没有接触过这方面，所以不知道出了新劳动法。”
                                                                                                                                                                小姑娘瞪着我说：“那你这几年做的是什么行业？”我说：“我什么也没有做。这五年，我在监狱服刑！”
                                                                                                                                                                面对小姑娘惊恐而又鄙夷的目光，还有旁边众人的窃窃私语，我知道，我出狱以来的第一份面试就这样黄了汤。我默默的转身，在众人的纷纷议论中黯然离去。人们自觉的为我闪出一条通道，好象我一挨近他们就会给他们带来霉运。
                                                                                                                                                                走回公园，坐在石椅上，夕阳把我的身影拉得很长，孤零零的晾在草地上。身体的虚弱加上心情的郁闷，让我一阵头晕目眩，终于眼睛一黑，一头栽倒在地上。

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