The Stand-in Refuses to Become a Regular

When all the classmates were determined to become inventors, scientists or astronauts, Xue Yingshuang wrote in the essay "My Dream": I want to have a job with more money and less work close to home, I want to have a home, and A puppy of his own.

Over the years, not half of the class has become an inventor, scientist or astronaut, and Xue Yingshuang's dream shows no sign of being realized.

He is still struggling on the line of survival, still has no home, and still has nothing belonging to him.

The only thing that rubs off on his dream is that he is tired like a dog every day.

But what he didn't expect was that an opportunity to realize his dream suddenly hit him in the face.

On the day he was expelled from the factory, a man with a face of "I'm a domineering president" appeared.

The two looked at each other speechlessly. After a while, the man left, and in less than ten minutes, a bodyguard in black came to invite him to go.

After the meeting, it was Mr. Naha. Mr. Ba said vaguely, but Xue Yingshuang understood it.

Want to take care of him.

Xue Yingshuang didn't understand what was going on.

Is he good looking? His father was the most handsome hooligan in the village back then, and his mother was a **** who was famous for his face. He inherited this face from his parents the most. He was born with fair skin and melon seeds, with delicate facial features and a pair of peach blossom eyes. Wearing a thinly washed T-shirt and a pair of jeans, you can be a plant in the factory.

But I don't know if it's good or bad. His face is good-looking, but it gives people an honest feeling, like a good monitor who is praised by teachers every day in a small town.

So he knew that his face alone was not enough to make a domineering president fall in love with him at first sight, especially President Ba himself had an excessively handsome face.

Not to mention that when he met President Ba, he had just been beaten, his face was red and purple, and even the corners of his mouth were broken.

He can't figure it out, really can't figure it out.

However, Mr. Ba said, "You remind me of someone."

Now he understands, stand-in.

The girls in the factory love to read stand-in novels, and he knows what it is.

Boss Ba didn't ask him to agree immediately. After leaving a phone call with each other, they parted, and made an appointment to talk after three days.

Xue Yingshuang was expelled because of fighting.

To be more precise, after get off work, he caught the workshop director doing something to a female worker, he stepped forward to stop it, and the other party asked him to stay out of business. Seeing the girl trembling all over, he pulled someone behind him to protect him.

The workshop director was so angry that he reached out to grab someone, and the two fought.

Xue Yingshuang gave the director a few fists, but the workshop director was tall and tall, and most of the time Xue Yingshuang could only be beaten on the ground. But even though he was beaten badly, Xue Yingshuang did not let the other party touch the girl again.

In the end, the others pulled the two apart. The workshop director, a relative of the factory manager, was reprimanded, while Xue Yingshuang was directly fired for violating factory discipline.

Xue Yingshuang didn't live in the dormitory and had nothing to pack. After returning the work clothes, he didn't argue with the factory and left without looking back.

The house he rents is around the industrial park, and the rent is extremely low, and all the renters are workers. It was still daytime, but the workers worked three shifts, those who had not yet worked, those who had just finished get off work, those who were eating and waiting to die, and a group of people gathered at the door of the rental house to smoke and play cards.

They didn't give way when they saw him coming, Xue Ying bypassed them expressionlessly, bowed his head and returned to his small single room.

In the small single room, there is only a wooden bed, a set of table and chairs, and a cloth wardrobe made of plastic cloth.

His self-examination textbooks were still spread on the small table that had been ruined by several tenants. There were a lot of notes on his textbooks, but the pages were neat and clean, which seemed out of place in this dilapidated and dirty environment.

Xue Yingshuang sat down and read a page, and finally couldn't help sighing, staring at the mirror on the wall for a moment.

The mirror was broken on all sides, and the mirror surface was full of black spots, almost blurry.

The few places that could barely illuminate people showed Xue Yingshuang's helpless expression.

He worked in that factory for more than two years. Last year, he became the squad leader of that production line, and he was regarded as the junior leader at the lowest level in the factory.

But he knew that was what he was. The squad leader goes up to the team leader, then the workshop director, deputy factory manager, factory manager... To be the team leader, you have to look at the academic qualifications. He has a junior high school education and is not even qualified for promotion. A workshop director can kill him.

He also understands that even if he becomes a cadre, it doesn't mean anything.

The factory where he worked before was usually beautiful, but it collapsed or moved. Who knows how many years this factory will last.

Even if he stands still, can he work in the factory all his life?

This is why he usually works for ten hours, deducting eating and sleeping, and the rest of the time is used for studying.

He wants to take an undergraduate entrance exam, master a technology, and become a programmer in the future.

In the past, he lived in a factory dormitory with 12 people in a room. People came and went in three shifts, and he couldn't even sleep peacefully. Not to mention that there are habitual thieves in it, he has even stolen books.

Later, he got a raise as a supervisor, so he gritted his teeth and went out to rent a house, in order to concentrate on his studies and get his degree earlier.

But he never expected to be fired in the blink of an eye.

While he doesn't regret his actions, and he'll come forward again, it's all out of his plan.

Now how to do? Looking for another factory? Go for takeout first? But how long can he work and how long can he deliver food?

Or... sell yourself directly to Mr. Naha?

Xue Yingshuang shook his head, not yet.

Although he only had a few hundred yuan left, he had paid the rent for a year in advance, and he could still live in this small single room for the first half of the year, so he didn't have to worry about the rent in a short time.

Now is the off-season for the factory, and when we are catching up with graduation, there are more applicants and fewer recruits, and the salary is naturally much lower. In the past two months, he went to deliver food first, paid off the monthly payment, and then came back to work when there were more jobs in the peak season in August and September. According to his work qualifications, he should be able to become a small cadre again soon.

He figured out a way out and felt a little better.

He sat up straight and began to study with energy.

To endure hardships, to be a superior person, there is nothing that a migrant worker can't do.

The next day, Xue Yingshuang went to the site of the food delivery company for an interview early in the morning.

When the first two saw that he had injuries on his face, they dismissed him after a few words. It was not until they found a recruitment agency that they had the opportunity to interview.

The person who interviewed him was the manager of the store. The interview was not difficult, just fill in the basic information and it was over. He got the clothes and the lunch box, and the manager asked him to pay a deposit of 200 yuan, and then signed a document, and he could get the electric car after signing it.

Xue Yingshuang did not pay immediately, but first picked up the documents and looked through them, and found that it was an electric vehicle installment purchase agreement.

He was puzzled: "Didn't it say that the company provided the car? Why do I have to buy it?"

The manager answered patiently: "This is the rule, the company will give you a car allowance."

Xue Yingshuang took a closer look. The original price of a car was 4,022, which was divided into 12 installments, but the first installment had to repay 500.

"Do the math, this car is 6,000, right?"

"Don't worry about this, the company will give you 400 car allowances a month, and then the commission for each order will include 2 yuan car allowances, which means that the car will be given to you for free, and the extra money will go directly into your pocket."

The manager looked sincere, but Xue Yingshuang still looked at the contract hesitantly.

Seeing his hesitation, the manager directly took the contract in his hand, opened it, pointed to the signature, and said, "Sign it, everyone who signed just now has started taking orders and earning money, the later you sign, the less you earn. So many people have signed, how can they still deceive you?"

However, the more Xue Yingshuang thought about it, the more wrong it became. With such a good thing, why not give him the car directly?

Xue Yingshuang put down the pen: "I'll go and borrow a car from someone. I won't buy this car."

Manager: "No, it's not that this car can't accept orders, and there is no car repair."

Xue Yingshuang: "Really? I don't believe it. I'm calling now to ask if the head office has this regulation."

Xue Yingshuang picked up the phone and was about to make a call. The manager reached out to pull him, changed his amiability, and said anxiously, "Can I still lie to you? Just say you want to make money? Get out of here if you don't!"

Xue Yingshuang saw that the manager was blushing and had a thick neck. He understood that this was a car loan scam, and immediately said: "I quit, I will return the clothes and lunch box to you."

"Okay, the things are back, but you have to pay the liquidated damages."

"The labor contract hasn't been signed yet, so where's the liquidated damages!"

Xue Yingshuang stretched out his hand to copy the document with personal information and ran away.

In the south of June, it was the rainy season. When I went out, the weather was still sunny, but when I left the recruitment company, it was already covered with dark clouds, and the raindrops the size of beans kept falling.

Xue Yingshuang didn't bring an umbrella, and was soaked in the rain, extremely embarrassed. He hurried back to the rental house, wanting to change his clothes before continuing to look for a job.

However, when I arrived at the rental house, I saw that it was crowded with people outside, and a group of people were shouting and chaotic in the heavy rain.

Xue Yingshuang heard everyone shouting, and finally understood what was going on, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Their rental house is going to be demolished.

"I signed for a year obviously..."

"What's the use of signing for a year! It was signed by the second landlord, and people have already run away with the money!"

The real landlord brought a group of people to recycle the house, and directly threw the tenants' things out, and the things were thrown all over the floor.

Xue Yingshuang didn't have time to be astonished, so he rushed forward and shouted, "I'll take it myself! Don't throw my book away!"

The crowd huddled together, and in the chaos he was pushed to the ground and stepped on again. He wanted to stand up, but saw a familiar object in a puddle not far away. He reached for it and found that it was his textbook.

His precious textbook fell into a puddle, soaked in water and drenched in water. I don't know how many people stepped on it, and the pages were cracked.

Xue Yingshuang sat in the rain with his book in his arms, watching the people in front of him pushing me, he just thought the picture was ridiculous.

He didn't expect that he would not even have the last way out.

Xue Yingshuang sat in the Internet cafe all night, with only a few clothes that he had managed to retrieve, and books hanging in front of the screen.

The people around were playing the game loudly, but Xue Yingshuang's screen was broadcasting a puppy video. He tucked his knees and sat in a chair, staring at the puppies in a daze in the video.

Suddenly the phone vibrated, and he looked back. At the end of the month, the debt collector called. He didn't answer, the vibration stopped, and soon the other party called again. He still didn't pick it up because he didn't have any money to pay back.

In the past, his parents even coaxed and deceived him to borrow a lot of money in his name, but he never spent a dime, but in the end he had to pay back every dime.

Over the years, he has not had a day of rest, and he has held on to all the hardships, because he believes that he will definitely get better and better. But these two days of blows one after another, literally punched a hole in his hard shell, and the fatigue that had been suppressed for several years poured out of the hole, and he couldn't stop it.

He looked at the puppies, and suddenly he didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to have a puppy, to eat delicious food for the puppy and buy toys for the puppy. He loved the puppy, and the puppy loved him.

He has to have money.

Finally, Xue Yingshuang picked up the phone and dialed the number of the boss.

In the office, Xue Yingshuang and Mr. Ba sat at both ends of the long table, and the bodyguards in black that day were guarding the door.

Naha was always stern, looked at Xue Yingshuang's face and said indifferently, "You can make an offer."

"If I want to rely on your company, I must have five insurances and one housing fund."

Xue Yingshuang had no experience in this area, so he could only check what other people said on the Internet, but when he searched for keywords, all that popped up were Mr. Ba's stand-in novels.

The boss in the novel sells for 100,000 yuan a month. Xue Yingshuang knows that he is not worth the price, and the money is too high to make him shameless. But the asking price is too low, and it doesn't show the dignity of the president.

He figured it out. In the past, if he worked 200 hours of overtime a month and earned nearly 10,000 yuan, at least he couldn't be lower than this figure now.

"At least 10,000 monthly salary after tax."

"Twenty thousand."

Xue Yingshuang saw that the president's answer was so straightforward, and he said busyly: "Working eight hours a day, overtime must be paid for overtime, and if you have to go out to socialize, you must also pay for business trips."

The presidents in the novel are full of energy, and he was afraid that President Ba would have to **** him for twelve hours without stopping, so he said eight hours a day first.

Mr. Ba agreed, specifying that the working hours every day are from 7:00 am to 9:00 am, and from 7:00 pm to 1:00 am.

"You can go wherever you go, but there must be housing subsidies, and I have to live close enough to your home." Xue Yingshuang said, "If there is no driver to pick up and drop off, the transportation must also be subsidized."

"You live in my house." The president interrupted him, "I will give you an additional food allowance every month. You decide how to eat, but you are not allowed to go out normally."

"It's okay not to go out, but I have to let me arrange the time after get off work." Xue Yingshuang said, "And let me go out once a week."

The president nodded and took a single day off, choosing one day off on weekdays, but not on weekends.

"I don't like having servants at home. You live there and have to do housework, which is one of the jobs."

"Yes." Xue Yingshuang agreed, "I will do housework at work. If you don't want me to clean in front of you, that's another price."

"Okay." the president asked, "what else?"

"Oh, a full body checkup is required every year, me, and you." Xue Yingshuang said seriously, "After all, we have to make each other feel at ease."

"Row."

"It is hired once a year, and the salary must be increased for renewal."

"Row."

This tyrant communicates better than expected, so Xue Yingshuang added another item: "I still need a study subsidy. I can't go out casually, so you must pay part of the cost of registering for online courses at home."

"Row."

Xue Yingshuang breathed a sigh of relief: "My part is over, it's yours."

The president nodded indifferently, picked up a piece of paper, picked up the pen and lowered his head to write.

He wrote a few points, revised a few more, and finally pushed it to Xue Yingshuang:

1. Don't laugh in front of me.

2. During the validity period of the contract, they are not allowed to interact with others or have **** with others.

3. In all occasions where I am present, act according to my rules.

Fourth, the dress must conform to my preferences.

Xue Yingshuang almost laughed when he saw the first point. He thought that "you don't look like him when you laugh" only appeared in novels, but he didn't expect that someone would really ask for this.

Xue Yingshuang watched it twice, and finally held back his laughter and nodded indifferently, imitating the expression of President Ba.

After a while, the black-clothed bodyguard knocked on the door and came in, handing over the completed contract to the president.

The president read it again, signed it and handed it to Xue Yingshuang. Xue Yingshuang read every word carefully, and finally took a deep breath and signed his name.

On this day, Xue Yingshuang has a new job.

His position is an assistant, with a monthly salary of 20,000 yuan, five insurances and one housing fund, single rest, eight hours of work a day, and 20 days of paid annual leave every year.

For accommodation, there are food subsidies, transportation subsidies and study subsidies, as well as a full-body physical examination once a year.

And his new boss is called Xing Yun.

The author has something to say:

Substitute: Are you going to **** me for twelve hours?

President: Don't think about good things.