The Pentium Era - South to North

Xiao Zhao came here at around eight o'clock today so that Zhang Chen could find someone to do the work.

When Xiao Zhao came, Zhang Chen was doing a wholesale business. After finishing the work, he was about to leave when Qu Tianlin and Xiao An walked in.

Zhang Chen asked curiously: "Why are you here?"

"What, not welcome?" Xiao An choked.

Zhang Chen quickly said welcome. If I dare not welcome you, I'm afraid I'll be buried by you.

Qu Tianlin smiled and said: "Today is Sunday."

Only then did Zhang Chen realize that Xiao Zhao had told him that every Sunday in the future, Sister Qu would ask Xiao An to come to the stall, saying that she would receive training and learn how to do business, so that when Xiao Zhao was born, Xiao An could come to the stall. Come to the booth to help.

Otherwise, Zhang Chen would be too busy to run around alone.

Zhang Chen stood up and asked Qu Tianlin to sit down. Xiao Zhao told her that the house in their garment factory had been rented and they would start renovating it in the next two days. Once the decoration is completed, production can begin.

"Okay, congratulations! When you finish decorating, we will go over and take a look."

Zhang Chen said with a smile: "It's not just decoration. The clothing factory needs to be decorated. The main thing is that the house has not been used for a long time. It needs to be painted and some places modified according to our own needs."

Qu Tianlin nodded and said, go ahead and do your work, we are here.

Zhang Chen arrived at the gate of the Labor Service Center on Hanghai Road and looked around. Based on his experience in working on the construction site for so long, he was confident that the person he liked would be inseparable.

On both sides of Hanghai Road, there were so many craftsmen squatting or standing looking for work. Zhang Chen soon spotted a guy in his mid-twenties. He was thin and capable, with a look of sorrow on his face. Come out, he probably hasn't found a job for a long time.

His eyes looked older than his actual age. He sat on a slag brick that was half standing on the ground. There was a cement bucket in front of him. There were plasterboards, bricklaying knives and ash boards in the bucket. At first glance, he looks like a bricklayer.

Zhang Chen pushed the bicycle over and parked it. The man squatted down next to him, took out a cigarette and handed it to him. He was stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Chen, and took the cigarette. Zhang Chen also took one himself. Holding it in his mouth, the man quickly took out the lighter from his pocket and lit it for Zhang Chen first, then himself.

"Where do you come from?" Zhang Chen asked.

"Anhui."

"Looking for a job as a bricklayer?"

"right."

"Except for bricklayers, do you know anything about water and electricity?"

"You know a little bit," the other person said, "Even a painter can do it."

"Oh." Zhang Chen looked at him and said with a smile, "He is still an all-round master."

He also smiled and said: "It turns out that in my hometown, I brought a few people to take on some small projects, so I have to know a little bit about everything."

"Isn't that great? Why did you run out?" Zhang Chen asked.

"The work is done, but the money cannot be paid."

Zhang Chen nodded, understood, and said to the other party, my surname is Zhang, what is your surname, master?

"Wan, long live Wan, Wan Jianguo, the Jianguo of Jianguo."

"I have some work, not much. It will probably take more than a week. Are you interested in taking a look?"

"OK."

"Contracting work and materials or contracting work alone?" Zhang Chen asked.

Wan Jianguo said: "It's better to contract the work. There is no book for the contract materials."

Zhang Chen said yes, but he might need to find one or two small workers. Do you have anyone?

"Yes, I have a lot of fellow villagers with nothing to do."

Zhang Chen stood up and said to him: "Then come with me."

Wan Jianguo also stood up, picked up the half brick, walked two steps, and placed it at the foot of the wall on the side of the road. This move made Zhang Chen feel that he had seen the right person. This guy was not the kind of person who didn't care about his head. Tail, a person who can't even wipe his own butt clean.

Zhang Chen rode on his bicycle and told him, "Come up."

Wan Jianguo carried the cement bucket and jumped on the back seat of the bicycle.

When he got off the bus, Wan Jianguo took out his ID card and a copy of his ID card from his butt pocket and handed them to Zhang Chen. After Zhang Chen looked at them, he kept the copy and returned the ID card. Gave it to him.

Zhang Chen took out his sketchbook from his bag, took him to look at it, and then showed him the pictures one by one. He told him that in these rooms, all the floors were paved with tiles, and the surrounding walls should be approved first. A layer of paper gray...

"Do you need putty on the outside?" Wan Jianguo asked.

"No need, this is a workshop, it's not that particular."

"Then you don't need to paint the walls, but just paint them with plaster?"

Zhang Chen said yes, just apply lime, just don't let the lime powder fall off too easily.

"That's okay, just add some 108 glue."

Zhang Chen said yes.

"Do you need a suspended ceiling on top?" Wan Jianguo asked.

Zhang Chen said no, he had already thought about it. After the walls and floor were processed, the entire roof would be made of the largest grids that were sampled in the stall, and painted red piece by piece to serve as a suspended ceiling. Hanging it to one level is simple and fashionable, and you don’t need to clean it up at ordinary times. The most important thing is to facilitate subsequent work.

After the ceiling of the grid was completed, Zhang Chen prepared to use aluminum alloy profiles to form individual characters under the grid. All the wires would run through the aluminum alloy profiles, and fluorescent tubes would be installed underneath and sockets would be installed on top. Come plug in the small ironing plugs on both sides of the sewing machine and workshop.

On the cutting table, he was going to pull a steel wire, tighten it, and put it into rings. The power cord of the electric scissors would pass through the rings, so that when the electric scissors move below, the wires above will also move. , come and go freely.

The closet they plan to use as a dressing room also needs to be made of floor and walls. Instead of a grid ceiling, it will be made of gypsum board.

This house has mud walls, and the exterior walls are not painted. Leave the other three sides alone. For the exterior wall facing the drying yard, Zhang Chen asked Wan Jianguo to paint a layer of paper plaster, and then paint two coats of white lime on the outside.

What was left was the toilet and the row of simple houses. Zhang Chen and Wan Jianguo talked about their requirements. After they finished, Zhang Chen said, if you ask two workers to help, it can be done in seven or eight days, right?

Wan Jianguo calculated and said that it was almost the same. If he fully calculated, it would definitely be completed in ten days.

"Calculate how much labor is needed for this whole thing, not including plumbers and electricians, who should still have a day or two to work on." Zhang Chen and Wan Jianguo said.

"Just tell me. I can tell that you are an expert too. Just tell me."

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "I'm not familiar with the situation in Hangzhou. How about this, how about a one-thousand-five-dollar contract?"

Wan Jianguo did the math and figured out that for two small workers, each was worth two hundred and fifty. Two hundred and fifty was too ugly, so he calculated it as three hundred. In this way, he still had nine hundred yuan to earn.

Wan Jianguo said yes, I will do as you say.

"When can we start?" Wan Jianguo asked.

"Now you can."

"Tomorrow, let's go get the materials in today."

"Okay, do you know where the materials come in?"

"The building materials market in Qibao has everything. I live in Qibao. We first went to where I live, rode a tricycle, and then went to buy materials."

Zhang Chen said okay, let's go.

Wan Jianguo was still sitting on the back of Zhang Chen's bicycle. Zhang Chen, under Wan Jianguo's guidance, went to Qibao where Wan Jianguo lived.

The house he lived in was a temporary building in the backyard of a farmer's house. He and three other people lived in a room. Under the window near the door, there was a tricycle parked under the window. It looked very new. Lock the chain to the window grating.

Wan Jianguo unlocked the door and rode out on a tricycle. Zhang Chen rode side by side with him. Zhang Chen asked curiously, "Whose tricycle belongs to him?"

"mine."

"Why do you have a tricycle?"

Wan Jianguo said with some embarrassment: "When I arrived in Hangzhou, I couldn't find any work, so I thought I could make money selling fast food, so I bought this tricycle to sell fast food."

"Then why don't you sell it again?"

"We are losing money every day. The food we cook is not delicious. People who bought it not only didn't buy it again the next day, but also came over and scolded them." Wan Jianguo said honestly, and Zhang Chen laughed.

The two went to the building materials market in Qibao and bought paper ash, glue, lime and cement. They also bought a cart of yellow sand and 4,000 slag bricks for building toilets and simple house foundations. They gave the address to the boss tomorrow. Will send it over.

I went to a stall selling squat toilets and bought five squat toilets.

Then he went to a stall selling ceramic tiles and bought tiles for urinals and wall skirts in the toilet. He also selected floor tiles for the workshop. The floor tiles would not arrive until tomorrow morning. Zhang Chen paid a deposit of 100 yuan and the payment will be tomorrow morning. You'll pay when you come to pull the floor tiles.

All the ingredients were bought and it was time for lunch. The two of them ate noodle soup at a small shop next to the market and were sweating profusely.

On the way back, Zhang Chen bought a box of mineral water at a consignment store. When working there in such hot weather, you can't even drink water, and you can't drink tap water.

Zhang Chen and Wan Jianguo said: "If you run out of water on the construction site and I'm not around, go buy a box on the street and ask me to reimburse you."

Wan Jianguo said yes, thank you boss!

When they rode back there, they saw Wan Jianguo's two fellow villagers waiting for them there with tools. It seemed that Wan Jianguo couldn't help it and was going to start working today.

Zhang Chen watched them work all afternoon. The three of them worked very neatly. After cleaning up all the garbage on the floor in the room, one started to mix paper, tendons and ash, and the other two used mud boards and Use a bricklaying knife to peel off and clean up all the floating wall covering on the wall, soak it in water, and start scraping the paper and ash.

The accountant from the village came over on a bicycle. He was here to read the readings on the water and electricity meters. Zhang Chen quickly took out two packs of cigarettes from his bag and stuffed them into him, and offered him some water. The accountant was very polite and after reading the meters , he told Zhang Chen, if anything happens, you should come to the village committee to see me.

Zhang Chen quickly said thank you, thank you!

Zhang Chen stayed there until about five o'clock, and saw that Wan Jianguo and the others had no intention of stopping yet. He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the weather was getting cooler and it was still bright, so he could work more.

Zhang Chen wanted to go back to the stall to pick up Xiao Zhao. He got on the car and got off the car. He called Wan Jianguo, took out 2,500 yuan from his bag, handed it to him along with the deposit form, and said to him:

"When you come here tomorrow, pull the floor tiles directly over and I won't go over."

Wan Jianguo took the money and was stunned. He asked, "Aren't you afraid that I would just take the money and run away?"

Zhang Chen smiled and said: "You are not such a person, I can see it."

Wan Jianguo lowered his head and said, "Thank you!"

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