Time flies by, and in a blink of an eye, the beginning of March, the cold winter has left people and returned to the North Pole, the trees in the fields have also sprouted green shoots, people take off their thick winter clothes and put on light clothes to welcome the arrival of spring.

At the exit of the train station in Constanta near evening, a young man in his twenties with a freckle face and an ordinary appearance looked around, as if waiting for someone to pick him up.

"Why hasn't Doponov come to pick me up yet?"

The young man appeared to be visiting Constanta for the first time, and his accent seemed to have a hint of Slavic. In fact, it is also true that his name is Ankosr from the Bessarabia region of Russia. After the 10th Turkish-Russian War of Romanian independence, the region of Bessarabia was acquired by Russia as a reward. After more than 30 years of intentional or unintentional intervention by the Russian government, the local Romanian ethnic group has been affected to a greater or lesser extent, so it is not surprising that the young man named Ankosr has a different accent.

In his hometown, Ankosl is not a man who keeps to himself, and does not want to be busy in the fields every day like his parents. Taught by the words and deeds of people in his hometown who came to Romania to make a living, he was also curious about the country of his own race. It happened that there was a man working in Constanta in the village next door to him, so he pestered his parents to go out and have a look, and finally contacted a young man named Dobonov from the neighboring village who worked in Constanta, and asked him to help the child settle down temporarily.

Ankosl had long heard of the prosperity of Romania's largest port city, and had told it through his hometown of Constanta, which was no worse than Odessa, Russia's largest port city on the Black Sea. So he was also happy to yearn for it, but now it was a little late to see this fellow countryman.

Just as Ancosl waited anxiously, a rough hand reached out from his side and patted him on the shoulder, and a voice familiar to him was heard.

"Is Ankosl you?"

Ankosl looked sideways and saw that it was his fellow countryman Dobonov.

The Dobonov was sweating a little on his forehead, and it seemed that he had just hurried over, and when he saw Ankosl looking at him, he casually explained. "There was a traffic jam on the road today, and I came a little late."

In the face of his countryman's explanation, Ankosr didn't care, but said to him happily. "Doponov I'll trouble you when I come this time, I really don't know how to thank you."

In the face of Ankosr's words of gratitude, Doponov waved his hand and said generously. "It's not a big deal. It's also an honor to be able to help my fellow villagers, and I hope you can find a good job. ”

After talking for a while to enhance the relationship between the two, Ankosl almost called Dobonov, who was two years older than him, his cousin, and Dobonov naturally called him cousin. Doponov helped Ankosl with some of his luggage and told him. "Cousin will go to the place where I live to settle you down first, and then I will accompany you to find a job."

Ankosl also said naturally. "Then thank you, cousin."

"We're all in one place, where we need to see the outside like this. I'll tell you about the classification of jobs in Constanta, which are the best ......"

The two men talked all the way to an open wooden pavilion on the side of the street, and Doponov said in the tone of a passer-by to Ankosr, who was looking around with him. "This is the bus stop, where we take the bus to the street where I live."

In the face of Doponov's words, Ankosl said with a smile and words of gratitude. "Okay cousin."

On the way from the exit of the train station to the bus station, Doponov explained to him the classification of the various types of enterprises that treat ordinary workers like them.

Among them, the best factory for them is the Volkswagen factory to work, because now Volkswagen is doing well, and because it is a royal industry, the salary and benefits are among the best in Constanta, and they can get a salary of 123 lei a month, and the work is not heavy, and they can have the opportunity to learn technology. Therefore, every time the public recruits workers, they attract a large number of people to apply, many of whom are workers from other factories.

If you can't go to work at the Volkswagen factory, then Romanian Steel is also a good choice. Because it is a state-owned factory, its wages are not much less than those of Volkswagen, but because the benefits are not as good as those of Volkswagen, the benefits are not as good. In addition, the steel industry is relatively hard, so in the hearts of many workers, steel mills are the second choice, but there are still many people who go to steel mills to recruit people.

As for the third place, there are many companies that make supporting facilities for Volkswagen and steel plants. There are large and small, large and small, large and thousands of people, and only a few dozen people in the small, and they produce all kinds of things related to automobiles. However, most of these enterprises have a piecework system, and the minimum salary is very low, so it will be a problem to eat by yourself if you can't complete the task. His 'cousin' works in it, but he can get a good salary in it with his young strength and ingenuity, but there are no other benefits every month, and he is very tired after a day's work. It can be seen from Dobonov's expression and his hands.

As for whether there are any other jobs? And, of course, Constanta is developing rapidly, and large-scale construction is taking place everywhere, so if you are willing to sell your strength, you can find work on these construction sites. However, there are occasional accidents on these construction sites, ranging from serious injuries to deaths, although there is also a loss of money on the construction site, and the amount is not very large. Generally, people who can find other jobs do not choose this kind of dangerous work. However, the treatment is not bad, there are more than 100 lei per month, and people who need money urgently will still choose.

And then the lowest is all kinds of other industries, most of these are stevedores, food and beverage waiters, etc., with monthly wages ranging from 100 to 80 and lower wages for a long time, which is the last option for no other skills.

"The car is coming, take care of your belongings."

Doponov saw a car with a passenger head and head coming over, and said to Ankosl beside him. After the car was parked, the two hurriedly took his luggage and boarded the bus.

After paying the ticket to the conductor and seeing that there were still two seats, Doponov pulled Ankosl to sit on them.

Dobonov turned to him. "Luckily, there were two more seats. You know, when I came, I couldn't stop on the bus......"

Ankosl listened to Doponov's words and looked at the modern city outside the window, thinking in his heart that he must get ahead and take his parents over in the future and let them see what his son is capable of.

Doponov saw Ankosl looking out the window, thinking that he was fascinated by these high-rise buildings, and said to him with a sigh. "Fascinating, isn't it?"

Ancosl came back to his senses, not daring to tell his own thoughts, and told the 'cousin' that he could only follow along. "Yes, it's so much more prosperous than our state, it's a fascinating view."

After hearing Ankosl's words, Dobonov said with a sigh. "I was fascinated by it when I first saw it, thinking that I would have a good life in the future, but I don't think about it anymore."

"Why?"

In response to Ankosr's inquiry, Doponov patted him on the shoulder and spoke bitterly. "You'll find out later, I hope you keep your dream."

Dobonov was reluctant to talk more about this topic, pointing out the window and talking about other things. "Now I will introduce you to the names of the places in this vicinity, lest you use them in the future. This is Rayford Street, where most of the streets are home to trading companies, and the locals call it Trade Street. ”

"This is Crusson Street, here are all kinds of banks, do you see people coming in and out? They are all very high-status people, and my boss Zatley sometimes comes back. ”

Under Doponov's explanation all the way, Ankosl felt dimly that he wanted to live a decent life in Constanta, which was not an easy task, because Doponov had just mentioned that his boss had spent more than 1,000 lei on a banquet, just to invite Volkswagen's purchasing manager to purchase more products from his factory.

Eventually, the two of them arrived at Dobonov's residence, where the building was completely incomparable. The buildings they saw along the way were like the glamorous faces of Constanta, and here is its hidden ugly side. Low-slung houses, crumbling dim street lamps, and garbage littering the sides of the road, as well as rats running happily on the garbage, all tell the story of life at the bottom of the city.

Doponov led him into a low, two-story building, and through a narrow hallway to the door of a room. He opened the door and put down his luggage, and said to Ankosr behind him. "Come in."

When Ankosl came in, he saw that the room was only more than ten square meters, with a bed and a notched chair, and a pile of dirty clothes in the corner of the room.

"Let's put things here, we can only squeeze them today."

Ankosl left his luggage by the wall, and he was also tired from a day and a night of training. After a simple bite to eat with Doponov, the two of them fell asleep groggily in a bed, and as for their future, they also need to start tomorrow.