The Pentium Era - South to North

Time passed quickly. Zhang Chen was strolling around the market. Unknowingly, it was past nine o'clock. Zhang Chen left Sijiqing and went to the Federation of Trade Unions Building. The three floors below the Federation of Trade Unions Building are department stores. The fourth and fifth floors above are restaurants and hotels, and the remaining three floors are office buildings.

Zhang Chen went to the two companies inside but found nothing. When he came out, he saw the building opposite the Zhonghe River, which was Hangzhou City Garment Import and Export Company, and wondered if they would recruit people here.

Zhang Chen looked at the time and saw that it was already eleven o'clock. It was definitely inappropriate to go to someone else's company at this time. He would go to the noodle shop on Huixing Road first to buy noodles for Xiao Zhao and come back in the afternoon.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao ate noodles together at the Hongqi Hotel. Xiao Zhao saw Zhang Chen secretly yawning while sitting, so he asked him to go to the bed in the duty room to sleep for a while. Zhang Chen said he wouldn't sleep anymore and would return in the afternoon. want to go out.

"It was afternoon. If you go now, you don't have a workplace to work." Xiao Zhao said.

Zhang Chen was right when he thought about it. Besides, it wouldn't be good for him to go to someone else's work so listlessly. Zhang Chen said to Xiao Zhao, then you call me at one o'clock. Xiao Zhao said yes, you can sleep peacefully.

When Zhang Chen woke up, he was surprised. He saw that Sister Guihua had come to take over. She and Xiao Zhao were sitting there chatting. Zhang Chen looked at his watch and saw that it was already past two o'clock, so he quickly got up.

Xiao Zhao looked at him and smiled, why are you so sleepy? When I was one o'clock, I saw you sleeping like a pig, so I didn't call you.

Zhang Chen chuckled and didn't explain. He picked up his backpack and picture folder and prepared to go out. Xiao Zhao told him, "Go ahead. I'll work with Sister Guihua here, and we'll go home together when you come back."

Zhang Chen said yes.

Zhang Chen arrived at the Hangzhou City Garment Import and Export Company on Zhonghe Road. At the door below the building, he was stopped by the old man in the reception room. The old man asked him where he was from, and Zhang Chen said he was from Yongcheng.

"Are you from Yongcheng Knitting Factory? Do you have a work permit or letter of introduction?" the old man asked.

Zhang Chen knew that there was indeed a knitting factory in Yongcheng. It seemed that they had a business relationship with this company, but he had no relationship with them at all. Zhang Chen told the old man that he was not from Yongcheng Knitting Factory, but from Yongcheng. Came here to find a job.

When the old man heard this, he took back the visitor's register that had been spread out for Zhang Chen to register, and told Zhang Chen, "Go, go, go, what kind of job are you looking for here? The salesmen here are all assigned by college students." , if you can speak Japanese and American words, can you speak them? I don't think you can either.

"Then there are no other jobs?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Other jobs?" The old man rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Every other job here has to be entered through the back door. Do you have a back door? Huh, if there is a back door, you can go straight in and out. You don't need to register with me. Okay, let me tell you, I’m here to look after the door because my son is from the Shangcheng District Tax Bureau. Do you understand? Let’s go, let’s go.”

Zhang Chen had no choice but to leave there in frustration.

Zhang Chen continued riding along Huaxing Lane, which is across the Zhonghe Road from Zhonghe Road. After riding for five or six minutes, he saw a yard with two signs hanging at the door, one saying "Hangzhou City Planning Bureau" and the other It is the "Hangzhou Urban Planning and Design Institute".

What made Zhang Chen's eyes brighten was that beside the two vertical wooden signs with black characters on a white background, which looked like public institutions, there was also a square bronze plate with "Xincheng Decoration Co., Ltd." engraved on it.

Zhang Chen almost laughed out loud. He had a feeling that he had finally found an organization. Isn't this the unit he had been looking for? Unexpectedly, he couldn't find it after trying hard to find it. It took no effort at all.

People were coming and going at the entrance of the courtyard, and there was someone guarding the reception room inside the door, but that man, with a pair of reading glasses on his nose, lowered his head and was reading a newspaper, didn't care about the people coming and going outside the window. Zhang Chen was pushing his bicycle. , walked into the yard, and saw a six-story main building facing the gate, and a three-story auxiliary building across it.

At the door of the main building, there is a wooden sign that says "Hangzhou City Planning Bureau". At the door of the auxiliary building, there is "Hangzhou City Planning and Design Institute". On the wall next to the sign, there are four words "New City Decoration". Large red plexiglass characters.

Zhang Chen looked around. There was a bicycle shed close to the reception room. Zhang Chen parked his bicycle in the shed. When he parked his bicycle here, there was no need to add a chain lock. The lock was placed in the basket to avoid being taken away. Zhang Chen put the chain lock into his backpack.

The door of the annex building was opened at the end of the house against the courtyard wall. Zhang Chen walked in. Inside was a small hall. Opposite the door was a staircase. There was a piece of paper pasted at the entrance of the stairs, which read: "City Planning and Design Institute, no idlers are allowed to enter.”

On the left side of the small hall, there is an open door with "Xincheng Decoration Co., Ltd." posted on it. It seems that the piece of paper at the top of the stairs is a warning to people who come to this company not to accidentally enter the design institute upstairs. , disturbing their purity.

Zhang Chen walked into Xincheng Decoration Co., Ltd. What he saw inside was a large conference room or a converted dining hall. There was a large office area at the entrance, and three small offices at the end. To the left of the entrance was a set of sofas and coffee tables. There is a newspaper rack and a stainless steel cylindrical trash can on the side. It seems that this is a reception area and a negotiation area.

Zhang Chen looked at the simple and shabby decoration inside, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, what kind of decoration company, you can't decorate yourself first, how can you convince the customers who come to discuss business?

There are more than twenty desks in the large office area, with different heights and styles. It looks like they have been pieced together here and there. Half of the desks are occupied by people working. When Zhang Chen walked in, they barely even raised their heads.

Zhang Chen walked to the nearest table, and there was a young man of similar age sitting there, immersed in pasting the receipts and bus tickets behind an expense account, apparently preparing for reimbursement.

Zhang Chen said: "Hello, may I ask..."

"Go sit over there." The other party said without raising his head, pointing to the sofa.

Zhang Chen returned to the sofa and sat down. He thought that the other party was asking him to wait here until he finished the work at hand and then come to receive him.

Zhang Chen sat there and waited patiently while the young man whistled and worked. After working for five or six minutes, he finally glued all the documents together.

He then got up and walked to the corner of the office, borrowed a calculator from a little girl, walked back and sat down, took a pen and paper, and counted the glued receipts and tickets while writing on the paper and calculating. After calculating everything on the machine, I turned over the reimbursement voucher with the attached document and filled in the contents on the front.

He was busy like this for more than ten minutes, and finally he was done. He pressed the calculator to calculate it again. Yes, he crossed his palms with satisfaction and clapped his hands.

He stood up, walked over and returned the calculator to the little girl, walked back, sat down, picked up the reimbursement voucher, looked at it, put it in the middle drawer of the desk, locked the drawer, stood up again, and looked towards this Come along.

Zhang Chen thought that he was busy this time and had time to receive him, so he quickly stood up.

The young man came over and walked out of the door without looking at Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen looked at his back and turned right and walked into the yard outside.

Zhang Chen was a little angry and helpless, thinking that he probably went to the toilet and could only wait for him to come back.

Zhang Chen sat there for another ten minutes, but the guy disappeared and never appeared at the door again.

Zhang Chen stood up and saw the little girl walking towards her. Zhang Chen stopped to meet her and said to her: "Hello, may I ask..."

The little girl looked at him, pointed to the sofa, and said to him, "Wait a minute, sit down for a while."

After saying that, she walked out of the door and turned left to go upstairs.

Zhang Chen changed his position and sat on the sofa where he could see the stairs, instead of the one facing the office area.

After five or six minutes, the little girl's figure appeared at the top of the stairs. Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. She finally didn't disappear like that guy.

The little girl was wiping her hands with a tissue as she walked. It seemed that the person who went upstairs was going to the toilet. That guy simply left himself here. He didn't know where he went.

Zhang Chen stood up. The little girl came in, crumpled the tissue in her hand, and threw it into the trash can. She looked at Zhang Chen and asked, "What can I do for you?"

Zhang Chen said to her: "I used to do decoration design. I am a designer. I came here to ask, do you still need anyone here?"

"Oh, are you here to apply for a job?"

"Yep."

"Wait a minute." The little girl turned around and shouted towards the office area: "Hey, do you know if we are still recruiting people here?"

Someone shouted: "Ask the boss about this kind of thing."

"The boss isn't here," the little girl said.

No one in the office paid attention to her or Zhang Chen anymore.

The little girl thought for a moment and said to Zhang Chen, "Only our manager knows this, but our manager is not here today."

"Okay, thank you. Then may I ask, when will he be here?"

"Tomorrow, he will come tomorrow morning, or you can come again tomorrow morning?"

Zhang Chen quickly said yes, thank you!

Zhang Chen pushed his bicycle out of the gate. At the gate, he met the guy who was walking in from the door. Without even looking at Zhang Chen, he shouted into the reception room:

"Old Man Min, do you have my letter?"

"There's a fart, do you want to eat it?" the old man in the reception room cursed.