This morning there was a job interview. The probationary officer of a private bank. The salary is fairly rough. If the job is done, it may take a little economic wind on the side of the burn-out family, but he does not know whether the peace will return. The retarded father's sickness, the maturity of the single sister and the cost of marriage, the death of the bedridden mother and the unemployment of the old age has kept the family completely hell.
One test is going on after one, but every time the rejection. So it is not that he is coming out with a lot of expectations today, but today, with a lot of frustration, the certificates are bundled. What would be so much paper? After today they will no longer have any value. According to the certificate, today he is 30 years old... Story will continue