On the way to the next factory, Wu Xiangjun kept asking what a "rich woman happy ball" was, and subconsciously told her that this must be a very fun thing, stemming from Guan Qiu's increasingly lewd image in her mind.

Guan Qiu couldn't help being pestered by her, and then told her.

Wu Xiangjun was dumbfounded after hearing this, and muttered after a long time: "It's ...... long life."

Not to mention Wu Xiangjun, who was greatly stimulated, Guan Qiu was driving and thinking about how to take down the female deputy factory director?

Don't think crooked, it's not a rich woman happy ball.

After thinking about it for a while, Guan Qiu called the dismissed manager Cao and wanted to inquire about the female factory director, who knew that the other party actually turned off the phone.

Guan Qiu was depressed.

He also gave two shopping cards to the other party yesterday, and he really saw Hades in broad daylight, and he was alive.

After thinking about it for a while, Guan Qiu couldn't think of a way, mainly because he didn't know anything about the female deputy factory director and couldn't prescribe the right medicine.

There's no way, so I can only put this matter aside for now.

Soon, the two came to the door of the next factory - Longguang Electronics.

Longguang Electronics Factory is not large, with less than 300 employees, but the salary is high, the benefits are good, and there has never been a wage arrears.

However, this factory rarely recruits, and human resources have been contracted by another large intermediary in Anlin Town. He wanted to interject, it was not so easy.

Of course, it's up to people.

Whether there is hope or not, there is always a try.

Under Guan Qiu's repeated persuasion, Wu Xiangjun reluctantly entered the factory.

But it's a pity that this time it's faster than before, and Wu Xiangjun came out in less than 10 minutes.

"Guan Qiu, let me tell you, the old lady is gone, what do you like!" After speaking, Wu Xiangjun took off his shoes and lay down directly on the back seat.

Guan Qiu didn't care, and continued to move towards the next destination.

Money is hard to earn, is hard to eat.

Even if he is reborn, Guan Qiu doesn't think he is much smarter than the people in 2003, and if he doesn't work hard, he won't even be able to take advantage of the when the time comes.

Soon the two of them came to Starlight Machinery again.

Turning his head to look, Wu Xiangjun in the back seat was lying there pretending to be asleep, under the curled skirt, the black lace-silk edge "**" loomed.

"Ahem, ahem...... That ......"

Wu Xiangjun, who pretended to be asleep, turned around and faced the seat.

Guan Qiu said in a deep voice: "Sister Xiangjun, I once had a junior high school classmate from a poor family, and I always felt that if I was rich, I would be very happy. Later, his father made a fortune by contracting projects, and I saw him during the Chinese New Year last year and asked him if he was really happy now that he was rich.

And then you know what he said?

He said, it's so cool!

And then I walked away silently......"

Wu Xiangjun, who was sleeping there, laughed out loud, and then held back without speaking.

Seeing that she still didn't get up, Guan Qiu sighed: "Hey-you know, I once asked a boss why he is so rich?"

Then the boss told me a story: he said that when he was very young, he saw that the door selling popsicles cost 3 cents, and the wholesale station in the town only cost 2 cents, and then he also got a small wooden suitcase and wrapped thick clothes, bought popsicles from the wholesale station and went to the door to sell, and after a month he earned 3 yuan and 5 cents.

You know, it was 1985. Sister Xiangjun, do you understand what I mean?"

Wu Xiangjun, who was lying there, was silent for a moment, sat up and pulled his messy hair, and said impatiently: "Okay, you don't have to be sensational anymore, I know!"

Guan Qiu, who looked melancholy, said: You know a fart. Later, his father died, leaving all the money to him. ”

“…………”

Wu Xiangjun's face turned from red to white, then from white to black, and finally purple, and roared angrily: "Guan Qiu, you bastard, I'm going to kill you......"

……

To the surprise and surprise of the two, the personnel contract of Xinghai Machinery was negotiated very smoothly.

Wu Xiangjun just had a brief talk with the personnel manager, and then vaguely expressed the rebate, and the personnel manager readily agreed, and in the future, all the staff recruitment will be handed over to 67.com.

The only thing that made Wu Xiangjun unhappy was that the Mediterranean manager kept staring at her chest.

After returning to Wu Xiangjun's rented house at noon, Guan Qiu cooked himself, cooked six dishes, and then opened a few bottles of beer, Guan Qiu, Wu Xiangjun, and Deng Yuqi celebrated.

After eating and drinking, Guan Qiu and the three of them returned to the intermediary office non-stop.

Xinghai Machinery needs to recruit a total of 50 people such as machine operators, lathe workers, forklift workers, etc., and they must quickly post recruitment notices, and also publish news on the 67.com website that has just been launched.

Although no one may be watching, the form still has to go.

According to the market price here, Xinghai Machinery's intermediary fee for male general workers is 500, female general workers are 300, skilled lathe workers are 100, and Guan Qiu is the same.

The difference is that Guan Qiu only charges an application fee of 10 yuan before the interview, and then pays the intermediary fee in full after the interview is successful.

As soon as the news came out, in less than an hour, the job seekers in the 67.com store were already crowded, and even many people gathered at the door, no less than 100 people, all of whom were discussing.

"Impossible, right? I haven't heard of a place where you pay after an interview!"

"Yes, all the intermediaries on this street have to pay first, do you think their family will pay when they get to the factory gate?"

"I don't know! I also came to take a look after hearing from others, and it just so happens that I don't plan to pack dry in Jianzhong. ”

"Me ...... too"

As time went by, at four o'clock in the afternoon, the number of people around the gate of the city of 67 was not less, but more and more.

Some people may think it's too exaggerated.

Let's put it this way, at the beginning of 2000, there was not a single good thing in the national intermediaries, they were all maggots with black hearts. The reason is as mentioned above, no matter whether you are black or not, as long as you help me find a good job, you are a living Bodhisattva, and I am willing to pay more money.

It is this psychology of job seekers that has turned many intermediaries that were originally quite conscientious into maggots with black hearts.

Because the owner of the agency originally only planned to charge 200 yuan, but those job seekers were still not at ease, saying that people charge 500 yuan, why do you only charge 200 yuan? You must be a liar, and then go to the 500 yuan ......

In the end, it intensified, resulting in the vast majority of intermediaries selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, blatantly cheating money.

Of course, you can't blame those job seekers, 500 yuan in 2003 is equivalent to half a month's salary for many people, don't they feel distressed? They are also distressed.

It's just that at this time, it is the time when the national migrant worker tide breaks out, and the job seekers in every city are crowded, and the thresholds of various intermediaries have been broken, and there are too few factories with high wages and good benefits, and there is no way to find a job!

They pay four or five hundred, thousands of yuan in intermediary fees, just to enter a good factory, to make more money, then the intermediary fee is not in vain.

It can only be said that everything is caused by the times.

On the one hand, I feel sorry for money, and on the other hand, I am afraid of being cheated, when 67.com introduced the regulations of interview first and then payment, of course, it attracted many onlookers from job seekers.

Guan Qiu didn't expect that just changing the charging model would attract so many job seekers, and the three of them went into battle together, registering personal information, asking about the type of job interviewed, collecting the registration fee, and being busy in the dark.

……

On an early autumn evening, the burning clouds still hang in the sky, and the orange light shines through the gaps in the houses, dyeing the intermediary street into a colorful oil painting.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, a seventy-percent new Changhe van stopped at the door of the agency, the door opened, and Scar, wearing a blue canvas shirt, bloomers, and white cracked sneakers, walked down.

Taking two steps forward, Scar Qiang thought about it, turned around and rummaged in the trunk of the car, found a small hammer out, and tossed it in his hand, feeling that he closed the car door and walked towards the opposite 67 City.

The gate of 67.com is still crowded and noisy, which is comparable to the hottest new house opening scene in 2017.

Scar Qiang tried to squeeze inside, but there were too many people, no matter how much he pushed, he couldn't squeeze it, so he had no choice but to wait at the door with a small hammer.

After two hours of waiting, every house on the roadside was lit up.

However, the crowd did not decrease, but increased, and many people who had just left work also rushed over.

Scar, who was standing at the door of the vegetable field, was finally squeezed to the door of the store next door.

Scar looked at the mud on the leg of his shoes and trousers, and scolded hatefully, "He is the ...... of the Gobi"