The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

Out of this idea, Wang Zhiyuan dialed the phone number left by Ye Qing with the mentality of trying it out.

It was just a little bit different from what he expected. Ye Qing, who received his call, was not very enthusiastic. I even forgot who I was at first...

But this is also the norm. I am a poor boy with neither education nor skills. It's really not worth the attention of the big boss...

The other party's actions that day may just be out of some kind of sympathy, and ugly, pity and charity.

Wang Zhiyuan didn't care about this. Migrant workers who came out to make a living have always had little choice.

Honestly recorded a call Ye Qing gave him again, and Wang Zhiyuan tried to make a call. Then, the person on the other end of the phone gave him an address and told him to bring his luggage and go there to meet.

The meeting point was not far from the labor camp where Wang Zhiyuan was before. When Wang Zhiyuan packed his luggage and came to the assembly point with trepidation, he found that there were already many workers gathering there.

Bewildered, follow the crowd onto a bus.

It's all the same as they used to rush from camp to construction site, or from one construction site to the next. If there's a difference, maybe the bus just got better.

Compared with the original seats, which were made of simple plastic, the seats on this car at least have leather... or maybe leather...

Also, this car has air conditioning. In other words, really turn on the air conditioner!

Sitting on the seat, blowing the cool wind, watching the scenery outside the car window has gradually left Dubai. Wang Zhiyuan sighed softly.

At least from this car, the other party should not be mean to the previous foreman...

As for other things, he is no longer delusional.

A worker is a worker's life...

In nature, organisms at the bottom of the food chain are often omnivores. The same is true in a steel jungle like Dubai, where the bottom-end creatures have no right to be picky eaters.

Picky eaters are to die!

If you want to live, you can only eat meat and vegetables.

In the absence of a big chance, he is powerless to change his destiny.

He once also thought about fighting, thinking that my talent would be useful if I was born. I thought about going to a cram school or something after work, arming my mind, so as to seek a promotion.

But the reality is that after seeing the friends in the same village holding their children, he couldn't help but be tempted. Finally, under the introduction of her mother, she married a girl from the same village and had children.

Then, he found sadly that he had one of the few spare money. It's a little nervous to fill all the holes in the family. fill yourself up...

Heart is more than enough!

Thinking about things in his heart, Wang Zhiyuan didn't notice where the car was at all.

But for a quasi-black household like him who doesn't have a passport. It seems to be the same wherever you go...

Sure enough, in a small town that seemed a little depressing. Wang Zhiyuan saw a large construction site not far away, and the direction of the vehicle was also there.

One site, another site...

The workers seemed very calm. For them, this day is no different from the past.

There were even a few Pakistani laborers joking and joking in the car.

Rejoicing in hardship is the foundation for these workers to keep themselves from collapsing after high-intensity work. No one in the car will dislike their heartlessness.

More laborers frowned. Because it looks far less prosperous than Dubai, will their income be lower?

The vehicle pulled into the construction site and stopped.

Workers got out of their cars and lined up, waiting for the site steward to show up. Everyone also turned their attention to this place where they might work in the future.

The construction site is new, even the foundation has not been dug...

Seeing this scene, Wang Zhiyuan was sure in his heart that he just changed the construction site. But think about it, the other party also helped him cure a disease.

If you think about it, it's not a bad thing...

Just as the workers' thoughts were flying up and down, two men in suits and leather shoes and helmets appeared. One Arab, one white, clearly visible from their positions.

The young white man seemed to be in charge here.

The white man held a list in his hand, and behind him were two Arabs carrying a box.

"Hello and welcome to O'Hafa & Leaf Arms Factory."

The white man was Larson. He stood in the open space and said to a group of laborers with different expressions but some numbness.

"Of course, the factory here has not been built yet, you can all see it."

While shrugging, Larson pointed to a place where construction was underway not far from the crowd.

His American humor, however, was not rewarded in the slightest by the laborers. Most of the people were still expressionless, but Wang Zhiyuan, who had seen Ye Qing before, had received Ye Qing's favor, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He sensed something was wrong.

Usually, the foreman on the construction site would not tell them these words. People have always come to the construction site, and after the foreman is assigned, the other party directly assigns the work task and it is over.

Saying this nonsense doesn't make any sense on the construction site.

"Here is your passport, which is now issued to you. We will provide room and board for those who are willing to stay as future workers of our company, as well as a basic salary of 1,500 dirhams. In addition to the piece-rate performance and full-time attendance after future work Bonuses like prizes, there is nothing wrong with earning Dh3,000 a month!”

Seeing that his speech did not get any good feedback~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Larson, who was a little shriveled, had to talk about business.

"Of course, in addition to this, we will also provide workers with a basic medical insurance. There are 15 days of paid annual leave every year, and the cost of air tickets to visit relatives is also borne by our company."

"If you don't want to stay, you can take your passports. Get on the bus again and wait for this bus to send you back to Dubai!"

and many more? !

What did this ghost guy just say? !

3000 dirhams!

Not only Wang Zhiyuan, but all the workers couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Don't look at this money is not much, it can be compared to the previous construction site. More than doubled!

only....

"Sir, what did you just say, you want to recruit us as workers? Is it at the construction site?"

"Half right, half wrong. As a weapons factory, we do need workers. But not on the construction site, but in the factory's bright and spacious building!"

"You don't have to endure the wind and the sun anymore, and you don't have to risk heatstroke to work under the scorching sun. Here, the air conditioners will be open all day in summer, and the company will also provide certain high temperature subsidies!"

Seeing his own words finally aroused feedback from the workers. Larson explained with some enthusiasm.

At this time, in the cardboard box opened by the two Arabs, there were stacks of passports tied with rubber bands.

Only at this time, no laborers care about that **** passport!

After all, this money is too much for them! So much that they could not help but feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

With the example of asking questions first, the workers could no longer contain their excitement and curiosity.

For a time, the voice of questioning came one after another!