She always remembered what Secretary Li told her to do, and she put on a polite smile: "I think everyone has seen the conditions of our team. The conditions are quite good, and the relationship between colleagues is particularly harmonious. It's really a good place to work."

"What does this mean?"

"Recruiting online?"

"Hahaha, this is so funny."

"Others are 123 upper links, but Shen Ren is 123 upper person."

"I want to go, I want to go, what positions are being recruited?"

"How can the criminal police team be bad? Not everyone can get in."

"Sister, you think too highly of us. We wouldn't dare to go even if you dared to recruit people."

"Is it us who don't want to go? It's you who don't want to go."

Shen Qinghuan went on to say: "Our forensic department is currently short of staff. If you are a forensic professional looking for a job, you can come and chat."

"The autopsy forensic doctor is not limited to men or women. First, we must have real skills and knowledge. Second, we must have good physical fitness. Third, as for our personality, we just need to be someone who is not a troublemaker. If you have forensic friends who like corpses, please contact us."

Finally, he waved his hand and said, "This day's live broadcast ends here. Goodbye." Then he turned off the phone interface and the smile on his face instantly fell.

“It’s really not easy to live stream.”

“Anatomy is for me”

She stretched and then got into work mode. She couldn't relax after being promoted, as she would have greater responsibilities and obligations.

Shen Qinghuan was busy until the end of the get off work day. He stretched his body, turned his numb neck, picked up the unopened express box under the desk, raised his eyebrows, and happily held the express box to go home.

When He Chengyu called to ask about tomorrow's recording of the show, Shen Qinghuan slapped his head and forgot about it.

While riding the bike, he said to He Chengyu, "Come to my house tomorrow and I'll drive you there." Then he hung up the phone.

Looking down at the box in her arms, she felt like there was a little claw scratching her heart. She must be crazy to want to do such a crazy thing.

But she still had a faint expectation in her heart, not knowing how he would react. She couldn't let her several hours of careful selection go to waste.

When she got home, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Lu Junze hadn't come yet.

Shen Qinghuan quickly ran to the cloakroom with the box in her arms. When she opened the box, her face suddenly became hot and she didn't dare to look directly at it. Just as she was about to take it out and admire it, the door of her house opened.

"Chen Yuren, are you here?"

Lu Junze's voice suddenly rang out, and Shen Qinghuan was startled. He hurriedly crumpled the things into a ball and stuffed them into the drawer, then ran out with a guilty conscience.

"Ah, here I come!" I felt inexplicably guilty.

Lu Junze looked at her blushing face and asked with concern:

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

As he said that, he placed his hand on her forehead: "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"

With every word he said, Shen Qinghuan felt more guilty. She quickly took his hand away and explained, "No, I just bought some books and I'm a little tired carrying them up here." Then she quickly changed the subject, "Let's eat first."

Lu Junze raised his eyebrows at his wife who was obviously a little weird. Why did he feel that his wife looked so guilty and nervous?

But he didn't ask any more questions, he waited for her to speak.