个人介绍简历
个人简历
基本资料:
姓 名:
出生年月:
学 历: 性 别: 联系电话: 专 业: 民 族: 健康状况: 毕业学校:
住 址:
电子信箱:
求职意向:
目标职位:
目标行业:
到岗时间:
实习经历:
2010.1—2010.7
职位:
2011.7—2011.8
职位:
个人技能:
专业技能:熟练使用CAD,3DMAX等软件操作。还有良好的手绘功底,和设计能力。有扎实的理论基础和实践经验。
计算能力:能熟悉操作windows,ppt等基本软件
所获奖项:
所获证书:
个人兴趣和特长:
个人兴趣:
个人特长:我是拥有一个积极向上的心,有坚定自己信念的意志。有较强的交流能力,较强的团结精神。
自我介绍:
我认为人生就是一个不断提升自己思想、道德、专业技术和生活品位的过程。我是一个对理想有着执着追求的完美主义者,但比起最终的结果我更加看中追求理想的那个艰辛的过程。我觉得是金子总会发光。一个人,不管他当前所处何种境遇,他的人生境界不能完全地被限定。当然一个人当前的才华也不能完全决定他将来全部的社会贡献。人的一生应该是一个奋发有为、不断超越和突破的过程!
关于将来的工作,我有着较强的团队协作能力,能承受压力,喜欢富有挑战性和具有创造性课题。特别地,在工作中我能吃苦耐劳,虚心与人交流,不断学习进取。
For perhaps ten minutes Ned Trent lingered near the door of the Council Room until he had assured himself that Virginia was in no serious danger. Then he began to pace the room, examining minutely the various objects that ornamented it. He paused longest at the full-length portrait of Sir George Simpson, the Company's great traveller, with his mild blue eyes, his kindly face, denying the potency of his official
frown, his snowy hair and whiskers. The painted man and the real man looked at each other inquiringly. The latter shook his head.
Thence he cast a fleeting glance out the window at the long reach of the Moose and the blue bay
gleaming in the distance. He tried the outside door. It was locked. Taken with a new idea he proceeded at once to the third door of the apartment. It opened.
He found himself in a small and much-littered room containing a desk, two chairs, a vast quantity of papers, a stuffed bird or so, and a row of account-books. Evidently the Factor's private office.
Ned Trent returned to the main room and listened intently for several minutes. After that he ran back to the office and began hastily to open and rummage, one after another, the drawers of the desk. He
discovered and concealed several bits of string, a desk-knife, and a box of matches. Then he uttered a guarded exclamation of delight. He had found a small revolver, and with it part of a box of cartridges.
The game would be desperate. He would be forced first of all to seek out and kill the men detailed to shadow him--a toy revolver against rifles; white man against trained savages. And after that he would have, with the cartridges remaining, to assure his subsistence. Still it was a chance.
He closed the drawers and the door, and resumed his seat in the arm-chair by the council table. For over an hour thereafter he awaited the next move in the game. He was already swinging up the pendulum arc. The case did not appear utterly hopeless. He resolved, through Me-en-gan, whom he divined as a friend of the girl's, to smuggle a message to Virginia bidding her hope. Already his
imagination had conducted him to Quebec, when in August he would search her out and make her his own.
Soon one of the Indian servants entered the room for the purpose of conducting him to a smaller
apartment, where he was left alone for some time longer. Food was brought him. He ate heartily, for he considered that wise. Then at last the summons for which he had been so long in readiness. Me-en-gan himself entered the room, and motioned him to follow.
Ned Trent had already prepared his message on the back of an envelope, writing it with the lead of a cartridge. He now pressed the bit of paper into the Indian's palm.
Me-en-gan bored him through with his bead-like eyes of the surface lights.