Tuesday, February 14th.

This day is Valentine's Day in the West, but the Chinese people of that year never had this concept. And Hong Yanwu himself except for the uncontrollable thought of "Sugar Heart" a few times, the content of this day has nothing to do with romance.

On the contrary, it can be said that it is a bit of a blockage.

This is because he begged his neighbor's aunt Bian to lead him and Chen Liquan to the sub-district office and wanted to ask about work. But as a result, I didn't see a good face at all!

Aunt Bian was very dedicated, and took them around the large courtyard, strung several rooms, and met a lot of people. These people are quite familiar with Aunt Bian, but as soon as they heard that they were "prisoners released from labor reform", no one had any more trouble.

That's right, in the eyes of these people, Hong Yanwu is just something that isn't bullshit. Carrying such a sin file, and still trying to find a job? It's harder than a hen crowing!

The most excessive is an old lady in her fifties surnamed Pu, with triangular eyes, fierce, a straight belly and a cigarette in her hand. She is even more hateful than Mao Yuanfang, with an invincible attitude, she does her best to be sarcastic and sarcastic without scruples, and there are too many words to talk about.

"Where is there any arrangement now? The world is so big, you can't say that crops grow on every piece of land......

"How easy is it? How many good people are still at home, and Sensei said that he has entered the bureau of two laborers. Besides, you don't know, just our area, the boy girl who has run a study class, and who has arranged it......"

"I'll tell you the truth, even if there are jobs, people don't dare to ask for them! What? Scrap yard? Think beautifully, those are all regular workers! The toilet paper factory on the street? There are no young men? Oh, don't grind it before it's too late......

Who would have thought that Aunt Bian wasted a long day of spitting and smiling faces everywhere would be useless?

Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan were insulted in vain, they didn't even find a chance to smoke and say good things to others, and they completely touched their noses......

On the way home, Aunt Bian was quite embarrassed, and Chen Liquan was depressed.

Only Hong Yanwu was mentally prepared in advance and behaved quite calmly. He tried his best to comfort Chen Liquan, and even more affected Aunt Bian's anger and apologized again and again.

"Aunt Bian, I'm sorry for you. We've got you on fire......"

"I don't care where it is...... However, don't take those words to heart just now, don't make a fuss about this, and go out to make trouble again, then I won't agree......"

"Look at what you said, it won't ......"

"Just be sensible. You two have to fight. As long as you want to do the right thing, Auntie will definitely find you an errand if she gives up this old face, I heard that there is no ......"

"Thank you, Auntie, you're tired......"

Speaking of this, Chen Liquan couldn't help but smile. Even if it's pretended, the heart of the aunt can't be disappointed. What's more, they don't have to worry about having no money to spend, even if they really don't have a job, what can they do?

And at this moment, a man in his forties with a serious face walked up.

When Aunt Bian saw it, she hurriedly greeted him and called him "Director Li", and pulled Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan to bow to this person, and took the opportunity to tell them again.

"Director Li" didn't say anything, listening to Aunt Bian's chatter, she glanced at them quite indifferently.

Hong Yanwu immediately realized that this was the top leader of the sub-district office, and hurriedly gave him a cigarette.

But what I didn't expect was replaced by Director Li's frown. "Yo, Da Chongjiu, you can smoke better than me! I don't have to worry about work......

After speaking, he cut off Aunt Bian's words, and left after saying that there was still something to do. He didn't care how embarrassed Aunt Bian was, he waved his hand while walking, and it seemed that there was no room for negotiation at all.

Hong Yanwu was stunned for a moment, but he really didn't expect that he would make things worse. But his brain was still fast, and as soon as his nerves moved, he asked Aunt Bian and Chen Liquan to go first, and he followed and chased after him.

It's not for anything else, although it doesn't sound good on the surface, but since Director Li can care so much about the quality of cigarettes, of course, it is also a possibility to exploit loopholes. Wouldn't it be the best time to tempt people who happen to have no sub-district offices on the road?

As soon as he turned the corner, Hong Yanwu hurriedly ran a few steps and caught up with Director Li. He didn't talk nonsense, and directly sent two packs of unopened Da Chongjiu over.

"Director Li, you've dropped something!"

Director Li stared at the cigarette in his hand, full of incredulity.

"What do you mean?"

Hong Yanwu began to show his eloquence again.

"Hey, let me tell you, people like me usually smoke 'Dagong cigarettes', where do I deserve to smoke this 'Da Chongjiu', it is specially prepared for nobles. You see...... I don't even know how to be polite, and my face is still red! I think you may be my nobleman......"

Section Chief Li laughed foolishly, but his gaze was still quite casual, and it smelled of charity, and he swept Hong Yanwu's face condescendingly.

"Your business is not easy to handle, I have to think again......"

Hong Yanwu continued to pretend to be stupid.

"It's okay, there's no rush. I know the difficulty...... By the way, I'll get you two more 'peony' products when I go back, are you used to smoking? I don't understand, do you say blue is good, or red is good?"

It's not nonsense. However, Director Li really got serious and took a good look at Hong Yanwu. There is something to say, "The blue is native to Shanghai." The capital is a red 'peony', with a slight difference. It's like the two of you, although you have to do the same thing, you can't just do it as one person, right......"

"Well, I understand, then I'm two minds. How do you think it's convenient? When will I send it to you?"

Director Li really seemed to be scratching his armpits at this moment, laughing so much that he couldn't close his mouth, and his attitude was completely softened.

"Bring things with you when you really have an eyebrow, and remember to keep the cigarette packets tight. By the way, do you have any requirements? Let me hear ...... first."

Hong Yanwu rolled his eyes and hurriedly said the goal he had been thinking about.

"Do you see the scrap yard?"

Unexpectedly, Director Li immediately shook his head, and his answer turned out to be exactly the same as that of the surname Pu.

"Let me tell you first, not to mention the scrap station, you can't even collect garbage or clean toilets. That's all regular jobs! I can only help find a way out of the contract work. Do you understand? Like a construction team, a street factory, or something, it's better than a temporary worker......"

Only then did Hong Yanwu realize the power of the system, and as long as it was an iron rice bowl, it was not something they could ask about. As soon as he puffed his teeth, he didn't pick it.

"Then you can do it, in fact, it doesn't matter if you have little money or hard work, we don't care what kind of contract workers or temporary workers you have. The key is not to get too dirty! Also, it's better to work shorter and more flexible......"

Director Li's face was smiling again.

"You understand people, and you know the times. To be honest, the work that can be arranged in our streets, even if there is, will not be too good. What's more, with your conditions, the work of the receiving unit will never be too easy. Then wait steadfastly, I'll let Director Bian tell you if there is news. By the way, what's your name......

In this way, Hong Yanwu relied on flexibility and flexibility, and finally made a bit of a job search. But when he turned back to find Aunt Bian and Chen Liquan, he didn't have much joy in his heart.

Why do you need to talk about that? He never thought that he didn't even deserve to clean the toilet!

And his premeditated desire to be the "tattered king", and his plan to collect some antique calligraphy and paintings by taking advantage of his work also failed!

He has always been optimistic that gift-giving is a special magic weapon to conquer everyone. No matter who he is, as long as he receives his gift, his shoulders will be as high as his.

But now he found that this was not the case at all. Under the current rigid and rigid social system, society still does not have much room for manoeuvre. Some barriers really can't be broken down with money!

Alas, he couldn't even find a job by himself, how should he solve the problem of "red leaves" shoehorning into his dozens of people?

But then again, after all, he now has food at home and is financially worried. After all, with the change of time, the living situation will get better and better, and there is no need to worry about it.

What's more, if you think about it, it's not a pity that you didn't go to the scrap yard.

Not to mention the dirty working environment, after all, the south city is not more than the north side of the high-door households, most of the people living here are ordinary craftsmen, usually sell some toothpaste skin and old waste paper or something.

Not to mention the national treasure-level cultural relics that have been collected, the probability of even encountering folk kiln artifacts here is not high.

Nothing else, then it's better to be brave and be yourself, and be reasonable!