The Era of Hard Work

After the shelves were unloaded and loaded, Lao Song and his wife wanted to treat guests, but everyone declined one after another. They went back to their respective places, and Lu Dong and Qiao Weiguo also had to go to the market to prepare for the evening business.

Li Wenyue stayed at the Malatang stall for a while, and asked Lu Dong, "Dongzi, do you remember Yuan Jing?"

Lu Dong carefully recalled: "I have an impression of the name, but I can't remember exactly who it is."

"She is also at the Provincial University." Li Wenyue said simply: "I met her in the cafeteria at noon, and she said that she wanted to contact people from our No. 1 Middle School in the university city to set up a No. 1 Middle School alumni association."

Lu Dong said, "She's from the student union? She has a lot of ideas."

Li Wenyue scratched his head in embarrassment: "I didn't ask."

"That's fine." Lu Dong said simply: "Old classmates from Du No. 1 Middle School, whatever happens in the future, we can help each other as much as we can."

Li Wenyue said: "I will discuss it with her later."

Lu Dong suggested: "Wen Yue, you'd better be an organizer too."

"Let me ask our classmates first." Unlike Lu Dong, Li Wenyue knew a lot of people among his classmates in No. 1 Middle School, and his popularity was good.

It was Li Wenyue who contacted his classmates and spread the matter about Tian Dabang, so as to prevent more people from going astray in the south.

After Li Wenyue left, there was not much meeting. Lu Dong received a call. Someone saw Qiao Weiguo's recruitment notice posted in the county and called to inquire.

Lu Dong made an appointment with someone, and asked him to come directly to the store tomorrow morning.

We will recruit permanent employees first, and temporary workers from the school. After the opening time is determined, we will ask a few friends to help put up posters and spread the news.

Like Heidan, the family conditions are average, and there are people who want to use their spare time to earn money, and there are even a lot of people in every school.

But in this university town, there are not many places where people can work.

The most nearby construction sites are construction sites. Temporary workers who can only work as small workers in their spare time are not recruited on the construction site.

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A little to the north of the shop, inside the Warm Warehouse, Huang Juan didn't leave, she was helping Song Na to sort the goods.

Huang Juan untied the bag that Lao Song had just sent, took out the sweater chain, handed it to Song Na, and said, "Others spend money on studying, but you make money by studying. I'm so envious of you."

Song Na took the sweater chain and hung it on the shelf hook: "It's a lot of pressure. Recently, I have nightmares every night. I dream that business is not good, and even the store is taken away by the bank."

"You are also bold." Huang Juan still admired it a little: "A loan of tens of thousands of yuan, if you want a loan, you can get a loan."

Song Na smiled: "So there is a lot of pressure."

Huang Juan asked: "When will it officially open? I'll help my friends to give you momentum."

Song Na thought for a while and said, "We'll have to wait a few more days. Come over tomorrow to install the code scanner and cash register. The stationery will arrive the day after tomorrow. It will probably open this weekend."

Huang Juan asked again: "I heard that the society is a bit chaotic. Will someone make trouble? For example, collecting protection fees."

Song Na smiled: "No."

In the university town, no one would come to collect her protection fee.

Huang Juan continued to pass the sweater chain to Song Na: "When your store opens, you don't have to worry about finding a job after graduation."

The two of them were so busy that it was getting dark, so they told Lao Song and his wife to go back to school together and prepare for the evening class.

They all signed up for a fee-based bodybuilding and aerobics class.

In the past two years, there have been places and universities that no longer cover distribution. Now there are many rumors that in the next two years, the country will stop the distribution of universities. After graduation, you have to solve the employment problem by yourself. Learn more, and you will have more in the future. An alternative path.

You can't be a homeless person after graduation.

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Last semester, Gao Ming dropped out of Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School in the middle of his third year of high school. He couldn't read this book any more.

It's okay to stay up from six in the morning to ten in the evening, but the dull and depressing environment made him highly nervous, and he would wake up at night if there was any movement.

However, the collective dormitories are full of worn-out double-layer iron canopy beds. When a person turns over at night, the movement can wake up several people around him.

What really made Gao Ming decide to drop out of school was a monthly exam. At that time, the class had a single-person, single-table exam. The person sitting in front of him was a repeater. For some reason, this person suddenly dropped his pen and ran wildly during the Chinese test. out.

The heart-piercing roar and rumors of schizophrenia defeated Gao Ming's last psychological defense.

After the monthly exam, he packed up his things and went home. Even if his father whipped him with a horsewhip, he would not go back to school.

His father said that the family does not support useless people. After Gao Ming dropped out of school, he could only run a tractor with his father to work, until he saw a job recruitment notice in the county yesterday afternoon.

Gao Ming had already turned eighteen, and with the thought of giving it a try, he called the above number.

Early this morning, he rode a bicycle to University City, and according to what the other party said, he found Lu's Malatang with a signboard with white letters on a red background near the largest intersection!

When I entered the store, the first floor was still being renovated. Several workers were installing the bar, and some workers were hoisting a 29-inch large TV to the wall.

Gao Ming looked around, and at the door he saw a huge picture frame with introductions of Lu's Mala Tang and Braised Pork Cakes. He was familiar with the Lujia Village mentioned above, and it was in the same town, not too far away.

"Mr. Lu is on the second floor." A worker pointed the way: "Go up."

Gao Ming nodded, walked up the stairs, and stepped on the bright tiles to the second floor. There was also a big TV hanging on the wall of the second floor. It seemed that the decoration was finished. Aluminum alloy windows, brand new beige tables and chairs, look particularly high-end.

There were two people, sitting at a table by the window.

They are tall, wearing Nike sportswear, with sunny faces.

The other is tall and strong, and may have been exposed to the sun for a long time, and his face looks a little dark.

"He?" Gao Ming was very surprised: "Why is he here?"

What is the famous Lu Kuisheng doing here?

Thinking of the name of the store, Gao Ming made some guesses. Could it be that he opened the store?

Lu Dong was a little dazed when he saw the person going upstairs, so he took the initiative to ask, "Are you here to apply for the job?"

Gao Ming quickly regained his senses: "Yes, I am."

Lu Dong pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit over here."

Gao Ming walked over quickly, pulled out the chair, and said, "Hello, Brother Dong."

Lu Dong was surprised: "You know me?"

"I was in Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School until the third year of high school." Gao Ming sat down and said, "I just dropped out of school last year."

Lu Dong understood. Given his previous reputation in school, it's not surprising that people in Qingzhao No. 1 Middle School knew him, but this didn't affect him. He went straight to the point and asked in Mandarin with a Qingzhao accent: "Which town do you know?" From the village? What did you do before... what kind of work?"

Gao Ming said: "I'm from Dagao Village, Ningxiu Town. After school last year, I followed my father to do part-time jobs. I mainly loaded tractors with my father, and sometimes I drove for a while."

Lu Dong asked, "Can you cook?"

"Yes." On the opposite side was the famous Lu Kuisheng, Gao Ming didn't dare to say nonsense: "I used to work uphill at home, and I would cook after school, and there would be a lot of cooking, porridge and soup."

Lu Dong nodded: "Can you accept working in the kitchen?"

This job is much easier than loading a tractor, Gao Ming quickly said: "Yes!"

Lu Dong is straightforward: "Let's talk about the salary. The probationary period of the kitchen worker is 10 yuan per day. The probationary period ends on 12th. The working hours are from 10:00 am to 9:00 pm. There are two days off every month. The specific day of rest will be coordinated according to the situation. , Please tell me at least one day in advance if you ask for leave for temporary reasons. Keep full attendance every month, and there will be a bonus of 30 yuan."

This salary is similar to that of the small workers on the construction site behind, and far worse than that of the big workers.

The number of Lu Dong's openings is similar to that of the most profitable fertilizer factory in the county. Those who have just entered the fertilizer factory this year have a monthly salary of about 330 for women and about 360 for men, but they have to pay about 10,000 in fundraising.

It looks inconspicuous, but the benefits are very good, because those who can enter can be mixed with the establishment and paid for pension insurance.

However, if you want to enter this kind of factory, if you don't rely on a reliable relationship and spend tens of thousands of dollars, there is no hope at all.

Gao Ming asked a few questions about what he was doing specifically, and Lu Dong didn't need to fool anyone, so he gave a general overview.

This job is much easier than loading a tractor, Gao Ming replied, "Okay, when do you start working?"

Lu Dong said: "If it's convenient for you, come over tomorrow." He pointed out the window: "The shop will open in a while, and I'm setting up a stall in the market now, you can take advantage of this time to come and get acquainted."

Gao Ming followed Lu Dong's direction and looked outside, and saw a stall with the sign of Lu's Malatang.

Lu Dong said again: "There are a few points, I said earlier. First, we are in the catering industry, and we must attach great importance to personal hygiene; second, our customers are mainly college students from all over the world. Maybe speak Mandarin..."

Hearing Mandarin, Du Xiaobing, who had been sitting silently, almost laughed out loud. It seemed that Lu Dong could not speak Mandarin.

Lu Dong knew very well that he would definitely go out of Qingzhao and out of Quannan in the future, so he was also training to speak Mandarin recently, but it was not easy to change his local accent in his hometown.

Gao Ming said, "Okay."

Lu Dong turned to look at Du Xiaobing: "President Du, do you have anything else to say?"

Du Xiaobing held back his laughter and shook his head: "No."

Lu Dong said to Gao Ming again: "Well, come here at ten o'clock tomorrow morning and bring a copy of your ID card."

Gao Ming responded immediately, seeing that there was nothing else to do, he went downstairs and left the store, and went to the temporary market to have a look before leaving.

Not to mention how good this job is, at least I can do it temporarily, which is better than loading tractors with my father. Not to mention the exhausting physical work, the money I earn doesn't fall into my pocket at all.

On the second floor, Du Xiaobing asked, "Is there anyone else coming?"

Lu Dong glanced at the quartz clock on the wall: "There are two more, appointments at ten o'clock and ten thirty." He said simply: "The shop here is open, and we still have shop No. 4 to open, so there must be people."

The two people in the back are both women, and one of them just looked at the appearance, and Lu Dong denied it.

In this not too cold day, the sun shone in from the outside and fell on the girl's head, Lu Dong could see the lice on her head.

As for clothes and personal hygiene, there is more than one word to say.

His face was quite fair, but he wore a thick black collar starting from the base of his ears. He hadn't showered for too long, and he still had an unpleasant kerosene-like smell on his body.

In the catering industry, hygiene is the foundation.

Although many restaurants don't want to eat his family's food after they have been in the kitchen, they can still make the surface look good.

Lu Dong has high requirements for hygiene.