On Saturday night, Gui Ying went to see Bao Hyosung, and the three sisters talked for a long time about finding a job. On the weekend afternoon, Gye-young went to visit again, and by this time, the wound on Hyosung's face had disappeared a lot, the color of the bruises on his body was not so dark, the swelling in his right eye had also decreased a lot, and his eyesight had basically recovered. In the chat, Hyosung mentioned that a friend who opened Malatang was in need of a helper, and he was given 150 yuan for working three hours at night, and he was in charge of dinner and supper, which Hyosung thought was good, but Xiaotang and Gui Ying thought it was too hard and disagreed.

At six o'clock in the morning, the grandfather and grandson got up together. The old horse tore up the calendar, sat on the balcony and habitually looked at the small colorful icons in the smartphone through the morning light. Flipping through the call logs, he pulled a call that hadn't been from the village for a long, long time. He was the village chief for 20 years, but he was forgotten in two months. The old horse sighed in frustration, thinking that he was going to send the little baby to kindergarten again this morning, and the sense of loss that he had seen and felt outside his body dissipated instantly.

After a while, Tsai Tsai packed up and went to school. After the husband and wife got up, they didn't care about dressing and washing themselves, and they went to call Xuecheng and Yangyang first. Zhiyuan led the study, Gui Ying took care of Yangyang, Lao Ma smoked hookah on the side, and began to clean himself up after smoking. Today, Zhiyuan sent Xuecheng to school, and it is a sure thing to send Yangyang by himself. The old horse was overjoyed, and he had already carried the small schoolbag prepared by Gui Ying in his hand. At seven o'clock, Zhiyuan pulled Xuecheng and was just about to go out, when suddenly the phone rang, it was a call from Zaizai.

"The boy bike is broken, and the tires are broken!" Zhiyuan said to Gui Ying anxiously.

"Oh, what a rush! It takes him half an hour to walk to school - I'll see him off! Big, you feed Yangyang to eat, give her some warm water to drink after eating, and hurry up! Gui Ying put down the small bowl and spoon and instructed the old man.

The old man came over as if he had received a great and glorious task. The first time he fed Xiao Tanhua to eat, the old man was a little curious and a little nervous. Gui Ying picked up her bag and called her son and hurried out. Zhiyuan also went out and took a taxi to the elementary school where Xuecheng was located in the city. In less than a minute, there were only two people left in the noisy room, one old and one young. Lao Ma and Yangyang looked at each other and smiled, and continued to drink porridge. After everything was done, the old man took the rippling little hand and went to the kindergarten with his schoolbag.

"Grandpa, I want a machine gun! I want Zhou Zhou's machine gun ......" along the way, Yang Yang was pulled by his grandfather diagonally, and he never forgot the machine gun yesterday in his mouth, and shouted the machine gun all the way from the house to the kindergarten. The old horse was afraid of delaying things, so he dragged her to take that step that was only five or six inches long, and she was so anxious that she was slowly and leisurely. When she arrived at the kindergarten gate, Lao Ma promised to get her a machine gun, and Yang Yang happily entered the kindergarten.

After sending the child, I was a little hungry in my stomach, and today Zhiyuan went to send the school to Chengcheng, and it was estimated that it was too late to come back, so it was better to go to the surrounding villages to find some breakfast to eat. In the small village next door, I walked around the alleys, and finally found a seller of fried buns and a seller of Shandong buns. On the way, he met a hardware store, and the old horse went in and walked around, bought a lot of wires, leathers, thick ropes, and other things, and came back with his hands behind his back. When he got home at half past nine, Zhiyuan came back early and brought him some of his favorite breakfasts.

"You eat, I've eaten!" The old horse sat at the dining table and drank tea.

"Okay, then I'll eat."

"What's the matter with that bike?"

"I just took a look, it's quite serious, the rear tire is so big!" Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and gestured.

"That's in town...... How to fix it? Is there a place to fix the bike? The old horse moved his cigarette holder and was curious.

"There is one, relatively far, four or five kilometers! I'll push it over and fix it for him this afternoon! Tsai Tsai can't live without a bicycle and uses it almost every day! ”

"On this hot day, what if the bike repairer is not there? So far away...... This trip has been pushed over for more than an hour, and you don't have a phone number? ”

"Nope! I've never repaired it, but I've only seen the car repair stall once! I didn't know if he was still there. Tsai Tsai's car is two or three thousand, not long after I bought it, I have to repair it and use it for a few years. ”

"Good fellow, so expensive! Forget it! You push the car up, and I'll fix it for him! As soon as you say it's so expensive, I'm not at ease if someone else repairs it! I'll fix it for him - the inner tire is broken to repair the inner tire, and the outer tire is broken to repair the outer tire! The old horse put down his cigarette pouch and said solemnly.

"That's not easy to repair!"

"You're in charge! I'll take a look, if I'm short of something, I'll go to the hardware store, and there's nothing there! ”

Weng and his son-in-law said that it was decided, Zhiyuan went to push the cart after breakfast, and the old horse set up a battle at home. When the car came, the old horse pried open the outer tire to see, it was really a little serious, he instructed Zhiyuan to prepare a large basin of water and find boards, pliers and other tools, and changed his shoes and went out to buy glue and glue, fortunately, there was a gas pipe in the hardware store, and the old horse borrowed it together. After coming back, Zhiyuan was cooking lunch, and the old horse was mending the car in the living room.

When lunch was ready, his car was repaired. After dinner, Zhiyuan rode two laps at home and tried it, and it was really good. Lao Ma motioned for him to return the man's trachea and asked him to return the deposit of fifty yuan, Zhiyuan rode out, and when he came back, he parked Tsai's bicycle where he usually parked.

This seventy-year-old village chief has come up with an old craft that has not been used for more than ten years for his grandson! That sixty-five-year-old Qian always used an old trick that he hadn't used for more than ten years for the prestige of the exhibition!

At half past nine in the morning, as soon as Mr. Qian arrived at the company, he instructed to prepare a conference room to hold a business meeting. This was a business meeting like no other, except for the middle and senior management of the salesman company. After the personnel of various departments arrived, Mr. Lao Qian first talked about the past history and the highest glory of the Anke Exhibition according to the old habit, and only transitioned to the main topic after half an hour. Regarding the real state of the current business, Mr. Qian nodded a few words like a dragonfly, and then opened the big screen and moved out the PPT, releasing the promotion method he had already set, and let his son, Joden, the president of the company, tell everyone.

The people below stared at each other with wide eyes, and Ma Guiying wondered in her heart, isn't this a promotion! The unit price of a booth with less than 10 booths remains unchanged, with a booth of more than 10 booths charging 10,000 yuan, a booth with more than 20 booths charging 9,000 yuan, and a single booth with more than 30 booths charging 8,000 yuan...... And so on, more than 50 booths are all one price. There is no discount for small customers, all of them are cheap for medium-sized enterprises and large customers, and the more you set, the more discounts! A single booth with more than 50 booths is only 6,000 yuan, isn't that the price 15 years ago? Gui Ying had seen the unit price of booths in previous exhibitions, and 6,000 yuan should be the price at the beginning of 2,000 years.

I heard that where Anke Exhibition held an exhibition, he spared no effort to lower the price and did a lot of things that did not make money. Later, the scene became authoritative and authoritative, and the unit price of the booth has not changed for more than ten years, and even broke high every year in the past seven or eight years. One year, the unit price of an exhibition was speculated to 20,000 yuan, and it was still an open space outside the exhibition! I heard Wang Fuyi say that at that time, the booth was full every year, and there were hundreds of booths painted in the open space outside the exhibition! Manager Ma had only seen this kind of scene once in 2015, and there were only more than 100 peripheral booths that year! Since 2016, there has never been a prosperous event of setting up a tent as a booth outside the main hall!

PPT is written with bells and whistles, the pictures are profound and humorous, and the text is high-end and literary, but the essence of the content is so dry. Lao Qian can always put the unit price of the booth so low, in addition to luring large companies to participate, and then for the authority and decency of the exhibition. There are no large enterprises and few exhibitors, and no matter how many years the exhibition has been held, it is also a sign of collapse.

Of course, this is not a problem of the Anke Exhibition, the news of thousands of layoffs from the giants of various industries, the news of low-key layoffs from large companies in the industry from time to time, and the news of the collapse of small companies that have been occasional or famous have been heard recently, all of which point to one problem: the market is in a depression. There is no business and no money to make, so how can the company have spare time to participate in the exhibition.

The more booths, the lower the unit price, and the lower the salesman's commission. At this moment, the point of the salesman divided by Xiao Qian is even more complicated, let him Joden talk about how high-spirited, what to overcome difficulties, overcome the crisis together, create brilliance, go against the trend, and protect the seven and fight for eight...... None of the salesmen below had a smile on their faces. Gui Ying pondered and pulled to a fixed exhibition with more than 50 booths, and the salesman's commission was only seven points, less than half of the previous years.

Manager Ma, who was sitting below as an example, listened carefully, but he didn't know how many accounts he had calculated. I don't want to say how much I have earned for the time being, but I am secretly worried about the implementation of this method, and I don't know how many salesmen will resign indignantly. No matter how good the thing is, no matter how affordable the price is, the person who does not sell it is nonsense. At the end of the meeting, the strategy proposed by Mr. Qian that the company's senior assistant salesmen go to the enterprise to negotiate and set the exhibition is quite affordable and useful. Talking about business at the top is always smoother than that of the salesman at the bottom.

After the lunch break, Lao Ma remembered that Yangyang had been making noise about asking for machine guns and machine guns, and he had already planned for her. The old man was going to bend a slingshot and a pistol for her with wire, and the child could have fun for a few dollars. The slingshot is easy to make, and the old horse set his memory back ten, twenty, or thirty years, and finally found a slingshot mold suitable for Yangyang in his memory, so according to the size of Yangyang's hand, he used pliers to divide five by two for a while. He tried it a few times against the wall with soybeans himself, and it was very elastic! The old man held a palm-sized slingshot and played happily like a child for a while.

The pistol is not easy to make, and the old horse is a little embarrassed, so he draws and draws on the scratch paper of the boy, and finally makes an empty shell pistol out of wire and hard paper. In order to make Yang Yang like, he also dyed the pistol shell wrapped in hard white paper with Yang Yang's watercolor pen. Just these two things, the old horse was busy for a long time. When it was over, it was time to pick up the rippling back from school, and the old man wiped his sweat and went to the kindergarten with a gift.

On this day, Zhong Neng got off work a little early, and he called Gui Ying and Zhiyuan, not wanting to cause trouble to others, so he took Xuecheng back. After the old horse received Yangyang, he took out his proud and rude gift from the plastic bag where he bought vegetables, and Yangyang jumped and jumped in amazement, he had never seen such a primitive toy, and the child's home was simply regarded as a heavenly thing! After learning how to operate the slingshot, along the way, holding the slingshot with his right hand and his left hand, he kept pulling mung beans from his grandfather's pocket, and kept fighting at the flowers, plants, bricks and insects on the road, and had a good time! No more machine guns, machine guns, machine guns.

In the evening, Hyosung received another message, which was sent by Aunt Feng who was facing the door before. Aunt Feng lives with her son after leaving the farmer's market, and his son has opened a large branded clothing discount store near the market, and the store is currently short of shopping guides. Aunt Feng asked what Hyosung meant, and when Hyosung inquired about the salary was 4,005, there was also a meager commission and bonus, and the working hours were from 8 am to 6 pm, so he readily agreed without thinking about it.

Why did Bao Xiaoxing agree so happily!

In the past few days, she has been asking people to ask questions and sending resumes, and there are very few jobs suitable for her, but five fingers. It's not that she can't endure hardships and doesn't want to study, it's just that the place where she has to send her children to work in the morning can't be too far, and the monthly interest salary can't be too low - only these two conditions make her extremely anxious and have no way. She understands that Malatang, the boss is a real person, and she also understands this Sister Feng here, they are all happy people, so she happily agreed!

The day shift is 4,005 in January, and the night shift is 4,000 yuan in January, which is 9,000 yuan, which is a lot more than Gui Ying's 6,000, not to mention that the place where Gui Ying introduced him to work is very far away - the time on the way back and forth is also money! After thinking about it like this, Hyosung called both sides again to reconfirm, and rejected Guiying, so he decided to do his job. Malatang will work the day after tomorrow, and the clothing store will work next Monday. If it weren't for the ugly injuries on this body, Hyosung would have gone to work today to make money. As long as it can get her out of her current state, she can't ask for it.

The work is set, and the heart is set. I didn't sleep all night last night, and at this moment Bao Xiaoxing was sleepy and crying. When you re-enter the talent market at the age of forty, you know how much you are worth as a person in the market. There's nothing more disheartening and self-denying than low wages and high conditions on job boards. Not only recently, but Hyosung has long had the idea of looking for a job, but she has never dared to face the question of what she can do.

There is always an unbridgeable gap between self-definition and self-definition by others. The talent market treats people as an extremely common resource in the market to exchange and negotiate prices, and Hyosung can't accept it. Xu is that she has been out of society for too long, and Xu is that she has never really touched the most real society. The life of hiding in the shop over the years has given her a lot of comfort and security, and she should be content. Next, only by being busy uninterruptedly can she forget the comfort and security of the first half of her life, and only by being busy can she have a new sense of security. A false sense of security is ultimately wrong.

She and Zhong Li are from the countryside, and the unique frugality, hardship, self-sufficiency, and contentment of rural people have made them, but it is also the unique nature of rural people that can destroy them - no culture, so they are born with the ceiling on their heads, no ability to reflect, so they think in place all their lives, and they have no self-consciousness in the face of the general trend......

The evil consequences of this family have long come out: the old man Zhong Neng is still selflessly dedicating himself to his children and grandchildren at the age of sixty-six, the eight-year-old Xuecheng has been numb and indifferent since he was a child, he can't cry or scream, and the seventeen-year-old Xuemei is always more powerful than the sky, as a mother and daughter-in-law, she is self-sufficient and ignorant of problems, and as a man in charge, Zhong Li drinks every day to numb himself and never knows how to be grateful!

Bao Xiaoxing did not fail to find a problem. In the past three or four years, she has had countless opportunities to work hard to adjust, to get out of the situation, to keep the consequences from continuing to magnify, but she has done nothing. Her grandmother did nothing in the face of her grandfather's stinginess, greed, and lust, her mother did nothing in the face of her father's violence, laziness, and her aunt did nothing in the face of her uncle's incompetence, weakness, and selfishness...... For so many years, she was also indifferent to such a bell.

A pattern that cannot last and should be terminated early, rather than being obsessed with depravity and denial at the same time. She should have expected today's bitter fruit, and she should also be grateful to Zhong Li for today's injury - given thoroughly and brutally. Only with this injury did she completely break her obsession with returning to the shop.

The shop—the one that treasured the first half of her life, and she wouldn't go in again—Bao Xiaoxing repeated as she lay on the bed.

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