"Don't worry, old man! Let's sit down and talk slowly. Song Yong walked out from behind the bar again, greeting the other party like this.

Of course, he didn't forget to bring his soft white sand, popped out a stick and delivered it over.

The difference is that this time the old man waved his hand and did not take the cigarette he handed over, and still said in his mouth:

"Thank you! I've never smoked, and besides, boss, you're still so young, so if I say something a little more, you'd better smoke less." ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Yong didn't feel unhappy in his heart.

Because what old smoker doesn't know that smoking will bring a series of serious harms! It's just because of that deep-rooted habit, and he has never been able to quit or think about quitting smoking.

For this reason, Song Yong put the cigarette back.

In addition, I will also give up the plan to order one for myself.

In order to resolve his embarrassment, Song Yong took a bottle of iced tea from the freezer for the old man, and then asked:

"Uncle, your surname, this year's longevity?"

"Don't have a surname for money, it's seventy-one this year, by the way, boss, are you still recruiting people here?" the old man's mouth asked again.

Song Yong actually couldn't guess why he still needed to come out to find a job at this age.

But in fact, he really didn't dare to invite such an old man to come back and work in his small kebab shop.

Although he seems to have a good physical and mental head, if there is any accident while working in the store, then he will be in big trouble.

When the time comes, how should he explain to the old man's family?

Take a few bundles of duct tape out, I guess the family members won't agree!

After pondering for a while, Song Yong politely refused: "Uncle Qian, our small shop makes skewers, because the business hours are too late every night, and the work content is relatively hard, it is really not suitable for an old man like you." ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's the old man, I didn't make it clear. ”

Uncle Qian slapped his head suddenly, and said it with some tears and laughter.

Later, he added: "I'm here to help my son find a job, that kid is twenty-eight years old this year, and he should be able to meet your standards as a graduate of Shenzhen University." ”

This time, it was Song Yong's turn to cry and laugh.

If he remembers correctly, Shenzhen University is also a one-book university, and there are famous alumni such as Brother Xiaoma, compared to the Baoqing City College where he graduated, I am afraid that it is much stronger.

Then, this kind of graduates who have graduated at least three or four years are already leaders in various industries, not to mention most of them.

So the last sentence of senior employees in the workplace is not too much at all, right?

In this case, the question arises, is it that such a graduate of Shenzhen University comes to look for a job in his small shop, or is it such a seventy-year-old father who comes forward to help find a job, what is this special thing called?

Looking at Song Yong's expression, or the previous experience, Uncle Qian guessed the reason for all this.

Or maybe it was because he was treated with respect in Song Yong here, which made him have a good impression of Song Yong's goods, and after he sighed 'hey~', he said the reason for everything......

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and Uncle Qian's family is the same.

The two elders of their family are both official staff of a small county town in Hubei Province, one is a stir-fry cook in the canteen of a certain unit, and the other is a waiter in the canteen.

It was the laid-off turmoil back then, and the two of them were lucky to escape.

Moreover, when Uncle Qian was forty-three years old, he had Qian Wei, the only precious son, and since then, although their family is not rich and expensive, it has been peaceful all their lives.

And their only son, Qian Wei, is good at studying when he is a child.

Even in the college entrance examination that year, he failed because of a sudden cold, but he was admitted to Shencheng University anyway.

Seeing that it was time to finish four years of college, his son Qian Wei called back and said that he needed to stay in Shencheng to continue to find a job and work hard.

For this, Uncle Qian and his wife are also more supportive.

At that time, Uncle Qian and his wife had already retired early, and if they relied on their monthly retirement salary, they could still live a very comfortable life in a small county.

However, in order to support their son's hard work outside, they sent most of the monthly retirement salary to their son.

At first, they thought that it would be about a year after Qian Wei graduated, and they might need the support of their old man.

Besides, after saving this money, sooner or later it won't be this kid's, right?

However, a year or two has passed, and every month when Qian Wei calls on time, the only thing he opens his mouth is that there is no money.

As for what he does, he will initially stop doing it after working for a few days at a certain company for one reason or another.

When asked later, Qian Wei's answer was always that he was looking for a job, and if he asked a few more questions, Qian Wei would either get angry or hang up the arc.

In the spirit of not putting more pressure on their son, they all endured and didn't say anything.

This situation has been going on until this year, seeing that his son who has not returned home for several years is still in this situation, Uncle Qian and his wife came to Shencheng.

Only then did I know that my precious son had become a complete gnawing old man.

Every day, I hide in a rental house, order takeout and play games, and as for going out to look for a job, it has not been done for a long, long time......

It may be that he rarely talks to outsiders about his inner troubles.

As soon as Uncle Qian talked about his family's troubles, he couldn't stop his mouth:

"You say that if a young man stays in the house every day and doesn't go out, isn't that why everyone has become a waste? We can't talk too much about him, and we can't let him go back with us, because if we say that he will die or live, we will be frightened. ”

"It's also because we can't give up that heart, and we've been afraid that after cutting off his income, this kid will be hungry, freezing, and even borrowing money online, it's not that there is no hope at all. ”

"Doesn't it look at the boss, your shop is treated well, the private boss is willing to give five insurances and one housing fund, that is already very conscientious; ”

"That kid is still young, he can't go on like this for the rest of his life, right? We still have a pension while we live, what if we both die?"

Speaking of this, Uncle Qian always stopped telling himself.

Then, with expectant eyes, he waited for the answer from Song Yong's mouth.

Instinctively, Song Yong's mouth wanted to say 'no'; just kidding! Isn't this disgusted that his life is too good, and he wants to invite an uncle back.

The so-called Sanhe Great God and the gnawing old clan, there is actually not much difference between the two.

If you want to talk about the difference, that is, the conditions and origins of the old family, it is better than the gods who are mostly from the countryside, and there are elderly parents who can gnaw it.

However, Song Yong in his instinct thought that the gnawing old clan was more garbage than the Sanhe gods.

At least the Sanhe gods are amazing, they all die silently outside, and they will not bring more suffering and pain to their parents at home.

The problem is such a simple refusal, when Song Yong looks at Uncle Qian, who thinks of troublesome things, and suddenly becomes a lot older, and that face with hope, he really can't say it.

In the end, Song Yong couldn't help but light a cigarette, and after taking a heavy puff, he said:

"Uncle Qian, let me tell you the truth, if your kid doesn't come to be ruthless, I'm afraid there is no way! So if you can cut off his pocket money and three meals a day, and if he is beaten by me for being lazy, you can bear it, then let that kid try." ”

As soon as he said this, Uncle Qian was a little undecided.

Obviously, cutting off his baby son's pocket money and food, and even the possibility of being beaten, made him a little unacceptable.

To tell the truth, the so-called poor people must have something to hate, and Qian Wei will become like this, which also has a great responsibility for the doting of his parents.

So these conditions are the bottom line for Song Yong to accept and let Qian Wei come to work.

"I'll think about it again!" Uncle Qian's mouth finally left such a sentence, and left with a somewhat blank farewell.

From beginning to end, he never drank a sip of the bottle of iced black tea that Song Yong gave him, and when he left, he didn't mean to take it with him......

After Uncle Qian walked away completely, Song Yong completely pushed the roller shutter of the small shop up.

He had been wondering why so many people had come to the door to look for a job, and when he went out, he saw that it was the recruitment notice, which was still posted on it.

After tearing it off, Song Yong happened to see Brother Jiang and a group of others who came over together.

"It's been so many days, why haven't you torn this thing off!" Song Yong asked angrily at Brother Jiang.

Brother Jiang smiled when he heard this, and said obscenely: "Isn't this that when a lot of people looking for jobs come to the door, they will sincerely call me the boss and the pretty boy, so I want to listen to it more." ”

Song Yong: "......"