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Li Manjun frowned and turned around, "Who do you call eldest sister?"

The woman who turned around had a young face and looked to be in her early twenties. The man outside the door was obviously taken aback and asked with an awkward smile: "Are you the boss?"

Li Manjun nodded and looked at him strangely.

Wearing a set of gray-blue work clothes, he was holding an old luggage bag in his hand. He was of medium height, about 1.7273 meters tall, with regular features, somewhat dodgy eyes, and a particularly dazzling bald head.

Because of the stubble on his face, Li Manjun couldn't tell how old he was, probably no more than thirty.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Manjun remembered that he had just asked about recruitment, and asked again: "Do you want to apply?"

The man smiled and nodded, "Can I?"

His guilty and anxious eyes really made people wary, but Li Manjun didn't say a word. He always behaved well and stood outside the door, which didn't make people feel like a bad person.

Li Manjun didn't answer whether it was possible, but asked tentatively: "Where are you from?"

The man said that he was a local, and Li Manjun heard that his accent was indeed a local accent, and asked again:

"Did you just come out?"

The man panicked and hurriedly explained, "I'm not a bad person, I really am not a bad person!"

Li Manjun smiled instead and waved him in to talk. The man looked obviously happy. He walked in with his luggage bag, looked around, put the bag on the ground, and took out a few documents from it.

"This is the certificate given to me inside, this is my ID card, this is my university diploma."

"Graduate from university?" Li Manjun raised an eyebrow, picked up the certificate he had laid out and looked at it. It was really a degree certificate from Rongcheng University, majoring in finance.

How did you, a college student, get in?

I looked at his ID card and the certificate inside. It turned out that his name was Yao Zhaowen, a 28-year-old young man who was sent in for embezzlement of public funds.

Li Manjun hooked a plastic bench with his feet and asked him to sit down and talk.

Yao Zhaowen said that he was being persecuted and his family was too poor to fix the loopholes, so he went to jail for three years.

Now that I have just come out, I have been looking for a job for two days but no one wants it. When I saw Li Manjun’s recruitment notice, I came here to try my luck.

After all, his bald head was too eye-catching. When the official department saw him, they would drive him away without even a chance to explain.

"Don't you know how to buy a hat?" Li Manjun asked funnyly.

Seeing that she didn't dislike him and even joked with him, Yao Zhaowen suddenly felt hopeful.

He smiled bitterly, "I don't have any money in my hand." He didn't dare to go home, fearing that his parents would worry about him if they saw him.

Li Manjun didn't expect the answer to be so simple and crude. He was stunned for a moment, then picked up his graduation certificate and looked at it.

"What I want is a storekeeper. I usually help with some sorting work. It's all manual work. You majored in finance. I don't need it."

"I can move things, I can do anything!" Yao Zhaowen said hurriedly.

Li Manjun saw that his body was not very strong.

Just as he was about to refuse, the uncle who came on a three-wheeler yesterday brought in another three-wheeler full of goods.

"How do you collect scrap metal at your home?" The uncle asked with a smile: "Is it two cents more than others?"

When Li Manjun saw the rusty iron plates on the tricycle, he first asked him where he got them. After making sure that they were dismantled from scrap cars and not stolen, he said with a smile:

"Yes, my scrap metal is worth $1.42."

The price of heavy metals changes frequently. A few days ago, it was 1.5 yuan, but now it has dropped to 1.4 yuan.

Li Manjun plans to hoard these metals first and wait for the price to rise before selling them.

For example, glass, plastic and cardboard have stable prices. Once a certain amount is accumulated, they will be sold immediately for turnover.

"Okay, then I'll sell it to you, and you'll be named the boss." The uncle stopped the tricycle, and when he saw Yao Zhaowen, he greeted him directly, "Little brother, help me, this scrap metal can be heavy."

"Hey, here we come!" Yao Zhaowen immediately put down the ID in his hand and stepped forward to help.

Unexpectedly, he looked thin but was very strong with his hands. Seeing that he had already moved it, Li Manjun swallowed the dissuasion and pointed at the kilogram scale, "Put it up."

A cart of iron plates weighed more than 130 kilograms. Li Manjun recorded the check and sent the cheerful uncle away.

Looking back, Yao Zhaowen had already moved the collected iron plates to the storage point and sorted them out to make them look neater and occupy a smaller area.

After finishing, he clapped his hands and looked back at Li Manjun with a bitter smile.

Li Manjun felt soft, "Have you had lunch?"

Yao Zhaowen shook his head slightly in shock, "No." In fact, he had not eaten for three meals.

Li Manjun took the key and said, "Let's go. Leave your luggage here first. I'll treat you to lunch as a thank you for your help just now."

"Really?" Yao Zhaowen's eyes lit up. Li Manjun nodded, locked the big iron door, led him to the fast food restaurant diagonally opposite, and asked the boss to cook two vegetables and one soup.

"Boss, give me two more bowls of rice." Yao Zhaowen warned the boss.

The boss glanced at the two of them and found that neither of them seemed capable of handling so many bowls of rice, but he still gave them two more bowls of rice.

Li Manjun is not very hungry. He is full after eating a bowl of rice and a bowl of soup.

Yao Zhaowen was like a starving ghost who had been reincarnated. After three bowls of rice, he ate up all the remaining soup and vegetables. He licked his mouth with unfinished thoughts and smiled sheepishly at Li Manjun.

Li Manjun raised his hand helplessly and shouted: "Boss, please add another dish, two more bowls of rice."

Yao Zhaowen said thank you gratefully, and said to Li Manjun while eating:

"You may not think that I am tall, but I am also a man, and I must be much stronger than a woman like you. I can do all those tasks, and you can save energy with my help, boss."

"And I know how to keep accounts. If you have troubles like paying taxes in our store in the future, I can help you."

This is a fair statement, everyone who understands understands it, and those who don’t understand it are in vain.

Li Manjun understood. She had done this in the company's finance department before, and everyone called it reasonable tax avoidance.

But she still wanted to beat Yao Zhaowen. After all, this kid had a criminal record. He said he was raped, but she didn't see it with her own eyes, so who knew what happened.

"Don't tell me this. I just want a porter to look after the store. It's that simple. I can do all the things you mentioned."

She is a small shop that collects rags, and it is not her turn to pay taxes yet.

As for the future, she can naturally find more professional and reliable people to do it.

"Boss, are you also a college student?" Yao Zhaowen asked in surprise.

Li Manjun shook the keychain and asked jokingly: "Do you think I look like me?"

Yao Zhaowen nodded, "It looks like it!"

Li Manjun chuckled, waved his hand so that he didn't need to please him so deliberately, and said bluntly:

"How can you promise me that you will not embezzle public funds from my store to do your own things?"

Yao Zhaowen's face darkened. He had already confessed, so why didn't she believe it?

But this is also a concern that normal people would have. At least Li Manjun gave him a chance to prove it.