After the anger, Zhang Jiaze began to calm down.

He clutched the little money in his hand, and when he understood the reality of the situation, he felt that his anger was decreasing little by little, and his stomach was not as hungry as before.

If he didn't make money, he would starve to death in three or four days at most;

If he didn't make money, he would have to be kicked out by the landlord to sleep on the street;

If he didn't earn money, his life was about to disappear from this world.

Some people spend a lot of money, and some people are destitute.

At the moment, a real and urgent question is: how can we make money?

The best way to do this is to find a place that can provide both accommodation and free food, so that at least your own livelihood problem can be solved.

In addition to less than $100 in cash, he also has a mobile phone.

If you don't make money quickly, there's a good chance that the phone will shut down right away.

After spending 2 yuan and getting on the bus, he came to a nearby talent market.

In the talent market, people come and go.

At first glance, all the requirements for recruitment are skilled workers: carpenters, cement workers, bricklayers, plumbers, cooks, etc.

And what about yourself? He doesn't know any of that.

He wanted to leave, but he thought that he had already spent 2 yuan for work today, and if he returned empty-handed, he would have to spend another 2 yuan on the fare.

When people need to fight for survival, their skin is naturally thicker than usual.

He finally mustered up the courage to come up to a small, obese middle-aged man and asked:

"May I ask you to recruit ...... People? ”

The short and fat man glanced at Zhang Jiaze and asked with some disdain:

"Well, that'...... What will you do? ”

Before he could answer, Zhang Jiaze had already felt the deep contempt from this short and fat little boss, but in order to survive, he had to answer:

"I ...... I have strength! ”

yes, what can he do in this place besides his strength? Plumber, cook, carpenter...... He doesn't know any of these crafts.

The short and fat little boss really laughed this time, laughing so presumptuously and laughing so unscrupulously, in Zhang Jiaze's opinion, it was simply a sonic shock.

Zhang Jiaze fled in the midst of this wild laughter.

While running, he faintly heard the little boss's ridicule:

"Hah! Wear glasses and say you have strength! Don't look at yourself to see if it's that material! If that thing is awesome, you can be a duck! Hahahahaha......ha

Zhang Jiaze blushed, and he really wanted to find a place to get in. He walked around the bustling crowd and finally had to go back to the talent market.

Behind the crowd, he looked at the fat man who had just laughed at him from a distance, and it was as if the fat man was a heavy time bomb that would explode around him at any moment.

Zhang Jiaze pinched the little money left in his pocket, and felt that the fat man was not so terrible, so he turned to the boss again.

Judging from his face, the boss seemed to be a little kinder, and he walked over, pretending to be very calm, but his eyes were still a little flickering, and asked:

"Boss, do you want someone?"

The boss looked at Zhang Jiaze and nodded instinctively:

"Yes, how many of you have?"

Zhang Jiaze was stunned for a moment and asked:

"What?"

The boss continued:

"I'm asking how many of you are? How many people are below you? ”

Hearing this, Zhang Jiaze finally understood, it turned out that this boss had misunderstood, this boss mistakenly thought that Zhang Jiaze was also a boss, mistakenly thought that there were many people under Zhang Jiaze, and mistakenly thought that Zhang Jiaze was looking for a job on behalf of the people below him.

Zhang Jiaze had to say honestly:

"There's no one under me, just me."

The boss was stunned:

"You're looking for a job?"

Zhang Jiaze nodded:

"yes."

The boss couldn't help but seriously look Zhang Jiaze up and down, and asked:

"What will you do?"

Zhang Jiaze was stunned for a moment, thinking that this question stumped him. Do you want to tell this boss that you can write? But that's the old days, and now I've dropped my computer, so what are you writing?

And he doesn't seem to know anything but writing.

Zhang Jiaze had no choice but to answer honestly:

"I'm here to find something to eat...... Do you think you have a suitable job? ”

boss says:

"You weren't doing this before, were you? Look at you Si Swenwen, you are a cultural person. ”

Zhang Jiaze smiled ashamedly:

"What culture is not cultured, cultural people also have to eat, don't they?"

The boss nodded:

"That's just as well. I have a job here, I don't know if you'd like to do it? ”

Zhang Jiaze hurriedly asked:

"What job?"