In a shantytown that he couldn't name, Chang An spent a dollar to eat something to fill his stomach. When he paid the money, Chang An was in pain, one dollar could only eat one breakfast, and where could he spend the remaining more than 300 yuan.

You must know that one dollar in Chang'an's hometown is enough for a family of five to eat a full lunch.

In order not to starve to death on the streets, Chang An decided to go to the labor market to find a job.

Chang'an, who rushed into Shenzhen like a headless fly, didn't know how to survive in the city. Even the word labor market was only learned after Chang An listened to Wang Cheng on the train, and it turned out that there were places in this world that specialized in finding jobs.

Wang Cheng told Chang'an that as long as there are hands and feet in Shenzhen, people are not lazy, they can make money. Chang An kept this sentence in his heart, and felt that he was not lazy if he had hands and feet, and he must mix up his personal appearance before going home.

After going around for a few hours, Chang An finally found an inconspicuous labor market under the guidance of others.

It is a small two-story building, and the mottled exterior walls show that it has been washed over many years.

At this time, the upstairs, downstairs, and inside and outside of this small building were crowded with people. Not far from the road, under the shade of a tree, there were people gathered in groups of three or five gossiping, and from time to time there would be a few loud laughs.

Occasionally, a few cars would be parked in front of the door, and the people who got out of the cars would have a few simple words with a uniformed man at the entrance of the labor market, sometimes smoking and laughing.

After a few words of communication, you will see the uniformed person gently raise his hand and say a few casual words to the crowd nearby, and a few people who don't know from which corner will get into the car and drive away.

This made Chang An feel very bad, and he still remembered that when he was at home, he went to the town every fifteenth to catch the market, and those who sold livestock were also this virtue.

However, in order to survive, Chang An still walked to the side of the man in uniform and asked in a low voice, "Can you help me find a job?"

The uniformed man casually pointed to a crowded room not far away.

"Go to the person in the room and get a form to fill it out yourself, fill it out and give it to me, and I will call you if there is a suitable job." ”

Chang An hummed and walked along the room that the other party was referring to.

There were a lot of people in the house, and it was noisy. Chang An, who was only 15 years old, finally squeezed to the desk ten minutes later, relying on his small size.

Sitting at the desk was a middle-aged aunt, and a few words of Cantonese popped out of her mouth made Chang An a little dazed.

For a Northwesterner, the Southern language family is an obscure, difficult existence.

Seeing that Chang An didn't seem to understand Cantonese, the middle-aged aunt asked in a non-standard Mandarin.

"What's your name? ID card, temporary residence permit? We are a regular labor agency, and we can't find a job without a temporary residence permit. ”

Chang An is a little stupid, at the age of 15, he has not yet applied for an ID card, and he doesn't know what a temporary residence permit is.

The person behind him seemed to be a little anxious, patted Chang An's shoulder, and sneered.

"I don't have a temporary residence permit and want to find a job? ”

The other party looked proud, as if he wanted to tell Chang An that people with temporary residence permits seemed to be superior.

Finally squeezed out of the room again, Chang An began to hesitate a little.

An introvert, the worst thing he's good at is dealing with people.

After standing in place and hesitating for a long time, finally, the bias of personality is still no match for life.

Chang An gritted his teeth and decided to go to the uniformed man to ask again.

Coming to the uniformed man again, Chang An asked the uniformed man with a little weakness.

"That...... Can't find a job without a temporary residence permit?"

The uniformed man didn't even think about it, so he replied angrily.

"Now it's so strict, who would dare to find you a job if you don't have a temporary residence permit? I see that you are still underage, go home and ask your family. ”

As he spoke, the other party waved his hand impatiently at Chang An, signaling Chang An to stay away from him and stop bothering him.

Chang An left with interest when he saw this, but he was still wondering what the temporary residence permit was.

After asking a few people, Chang An realized that if he wanted to stay in Shenzhen, he must have a temporary residence permit.

Seeing that he had no hope of finding a job, Chang An sat in the corner of the labor market dejectedly, with his head down and not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Chang An seemed to feel that someone was standing in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw Wang Cheng, the eldest brother in Henan who claimed to be from Shenzhen, on the train, smiling at him with a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Coincidentally, Wang Cheng works as a chef at a nearby Henan restaurant. It is said that the chef actually has the ability to stew noodles with one hand.

After arriving in Shenzhen this morning, the owner of the restaurant discussed with Wang Cheng to expand the scope of business and bring breakfast with him.

Wang Cheng felt that he might be a little busy, so he proposed to the boss to recruit another person.

The boss is a native of Shenzhen, and he is also a master who is not bad for money, and with a wave of his hand, he asked Wang Cheng to come to the labor market to recruit people, but before he entered the door, Wang Chengcheng saw Chang An huddled in the corner, so he took the initiative to step forward and prepare to talk.

At this time, Wang Cheng saw Chang An looking at him stupidly, and he inevitably felt a little funny in his heart.

"What are you doing here, have you found a job?"

Hearing Wang Cheng's question, Chang Anqiang smiled, and then said with some self-pity.

"They said I didn't have a temporary residence permit and couldn't find a job. ”

Wang Cheng smiled, skillfully took out a pack of loose cigarettes from his pocket, knocked out one and lit it for himself, and then said to Chang An.

"Don't you have an ID card? Take your ID card to the police station, and you can get a temporary residence permit for two or three hundred. In Shenzhen, it is indeed difficult to move an inch without a temporary residence permit. ”

How can Chang An have an ID card, he shook his head at Wang Cheng and didn't say a word.

Wang Cheng thought about it, and then proposed to Chang An.

"Why don't you follow me, 300 tubes of food and shelter a month. ”

Chang An hesitated.

"But...... I don't have a temporary residence permit. ”

Wang Cheng shook his head indifferently and asked with a smile.

"Are you running fast, then?"

Seeing Chang An nodded, Wang Cheng smiled and spoke.

"When the time comes, you will say that it is my distant nephew, who has come to take refuge in me. Even if someone comes to check the temporary residence permit, won't you run?"

As he spoke, Wang Cheng picked up the simple luggage beside Chang An and turned around to leave.

After taking a few steps, he looked back and saw that Chang An didn't seem to have any intention of keeping up, so Wang Cheng said angrily.

"What's the fuss, hurry up and come with me, I can take care of your lunch when I go back later." ”

Chang An woke up from his trance and hurriedly got up to answer.

"Oh, here it is. ”