Chapter 170: Recruitment

Yuan Qing didn't care too much, waved his hand, and this business was like this. The two parties made a lease, signed with various details, each held a copy, and Yuan Qing paid the money, so the operator of Nanfeng Hall officially changed its name to Yuan Qing from this moment, and it was no longer him Chen Zhongyu.

Yuan Qing can be regarded as having the right to operate the Nanfeng Pavilion for two years.

As for the departure and stay of the little ones in the Nanfeng Pavilion, Yuan Qing looked at them, they were really not suitable to be the little ones, so they could only be replaced, if these little ones had no place to go, they could only stay in the Nanfeng Pavilion to do chores.

Chen Zhongyu, he wants to leave and stay, Yuan Qing has nothing to force to stay, he wants to stay, if he stays, he can also be a manager, anyway, he can't be a little man, if he leaves, Yuan Qing has to invite another man to be this manager.

Anyway, the wages are all paid by Yuan Qing, and she is the boss.

Chen Zhongyu didn't leave, so let's continue to do his job, Yuan Qing didn't bother to find someone again.

The problem of the departure and retention of the personnel in the Nanfeng Pavilion is solved, so the next step is to recruit a small man.

Little man, which man will apply unless it is absolutely necessary?

What a problem.

Lin Yunxi is gone, and there is only one newspaper circulating in Qiuzhou City, Yuan Qing's self-created orange weekly, the owner of Qiuzhou Daily is no longer in Qiuzhou City. So in the past few days, there has been news in the Orange Weekly newspaper one after another, and Nanfeng Pavilion is recruiting small people.

The newspaper's ability to disseminate news can never be underestimated, and within a few days, almost everyone in Qiuzhou City knew about it.

"Nanfeng Pavilion is going to recruit a young man?"

"No, their pavilion owner doesn't have any money, so the money is going to recruit a young man?"

"I heard that now the owner of Nanfeng Pavilion has changed."

"Oh, a change? Who's that man? ”

"I don't know, I heard it's a woman."

"This woman is really powerful, since she went to open a small restaurant"

"What's that? Aren't the courtyards of these Fengyue places all opened by women? The men open the small restaurant, and the women don't all open it the same, as long as he has money, he can open it casually. If you have the ability, you can also open one. ”

"I want to, but it's a pity that I'm shy."

"Still, I heard. Nanfeng Pavilion recruits young people, who must be over 16 years old and under 30 years old, with a well-proportioned body and a delicate appearance. You see, who wants to be a little boy for such a man? ”

"Maybe, if it's some men, it's not for sure." One of them laughed evilly.

The news spreads quickly, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, small pavilions, and honest recruits can be said to be a talking point in people's boring lives. Three days later, Nanfeng Hall officially began to recruit employees.

More people came to apply than expected. It seems that in this era, there are a lot of helpless people, some of them are really unable to live anymore, and some of them are good-looking, and they were forced by their families to come to Nanfeng Hall to apply.

After all, the salary given by Nanfeng Pavilion is not bad, as long as you are selected, you will officially become a small man in the museum, and the minimum salary for one month is two taels of silver. The guaranteed salary is that no matter what the work performance of this little guy is, he will have money to get, and as for how much this little guy earns and how little he earns. That's another calculation.

Under the high price, there must be good goods.

Yuan Qing took over the Nanfeng Pavilion, and in the museum, there is a small man who can really serve guests. There are only two, and they are still middle-class and lower-class goods, so she has to recruit more small people to fill it, and this little girl must be recruited a little better.

In the three days since the news spread, Yuan Qing had already found someone to come to this Nanfeng Pavilion to decorate it. The decoration is not a big deal, but the appropriate addition and subtraction, the final result, simple, flashy but not luxurious, elegant, but also revealing a strong classical but not revealing charming style.

Just like a **, if it is unreservedly displayed in front of a person, it is always more unstoppable than half-covering up this **, which is more mysterious.

This Nanfeng Pavilion has changed greatly, and it is indeed more than one grade higher than before.

The people who came to apply for the job were all on the first floor of the Nanfeng Pavilion, and there were almost more than fifty people, and Yuan Qing only wanted to recruit twenty or thirty people.

On the second floor, Yuan Qing glanced out from the window of a private room, the black pressure was full of heads, how should so many people choose?

"Boss, these people are all here, how are we going to choose?" Chen Zhongyu said to Yuan Qing. After all, now the full management of Nanfeng Pavilion is in the hands of Yuan Qing, and Chen Zhongyu also has to point to Yuan Qing to pay his salary.

"Well, let's do it, the three of us, each interview them in one place, and the people who stay in the interview will march and select again, and the last one left behind is the little man of Nanfeng Pavilion." Yuan Qingdao, in the private room sat her, Chen Zhongyu and Qi Yan.

More than 50 people may still be increasing, three people interview separately, it is faster, and the vision of the three of them has their own merits, to avoid one person recruitment, the people recruited are all the same.

"Okay." Chen Zhongyu and Qi Yan nodded in unison.

After a busy while, the three of them were each in a private room on the second floor, and the subordinates of the Nanfeng Pavilion greeted the applicants outside, and asked them to divide them into three groups, numbered them separately, and then entered the private room one by one in order for interviews.

Yuan Qing is in this private room, the room is not big, she is alone, after all, she is interviewing Xiaoqi, and there are some things that can only be understood, not spoken.

…… Begin. As Yuan Qing's crisp voice fell, the man numbered one in her group pushed the door in.

The door was closed, and there were only Yuan Qing and this man in the private room.

"Sit." Yuan Qing looked at the man and spit out the word.

The man was more polite, and walked to the table and sat opposite Yuan Qing, Yuan Qing had a pair of black and white eyes, and kept looking at the man, the man was dressed in ordinary gray clothes, nineteen or eighteen years old, and his face was also delicate, and he was a good material to be a little girl.

Yuan Qing nodded to him inwardly and asked, "What's your name, how old is this year, where is your home, and why do you want to be a little girl?" ”

"Back girl, my name is Li Er, eighteen this year, I am an orphan, I was kicked out by the head of the house the year before last, I live on the streets, there is nowhere to go, I heard that Nanfeng Pavilion is going to recruit a young man, so I came." Li Erdao.

"Well, you can stay." After saying that, Yuan Qing handed him a wooden stick, and the wooden stick was dyed red with cinnabar, "You take this wooden stick to the next room, and someone there will tell you what to do." ”

"Thank you, girl." Li Er happily took the red wooden strip and got up to leave.

Li Er went out, and without Yuan Qing's reminder, the next man came in.

This man is five big and three thick, it seems that he is already thirty or forty years old, needless to say, he was rejected by Yuan Qing.

What are you kidding, such a man, few women will like it, if he is left behind, Nanfeng Pavilion will not be able to afford it.

The third, he looks like a gentleman, quite a bit of a scholar's temperament, Yuan Qing can't figure it out, readers in this era have always despised business, and even more despised the slut who sells his body, and why did this person come to apply for a job? To be continued