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"Hello, this is my resume, do you still recruit employees here?"

"Don't, you have too much education, your salary expectations are too high, we are a small business here."

"This big brother, this is my resume, is your company short of people?"

"Which Yang Fan are you, right? Hit Xu Ning that? Walk fast, we are civilized units. ”

"Hey, hello... I..."

"Let's go, we're not hiring anyone."

Yang Fan held several resumes in his hand and asked all over the talent market, but the feedback he got was surprisingly consistent, don't.

There are only two major talent markets in Jianghai City, one of which I went to two days ago, and the other one I came to today.

But it is clear that Yang Fan failed again.

Even after mentioning his name, some companies recognized him directly.

If you want to say that there is no Xu Ning to make a ghost, he Yang Fan doesn't believe it.

Although Xu Ning is not the CEO of a large company, his Jianghai Network Technology Company is best at these publicity.

It's too easy to make yourself famous in the entire Jianghai City.

In the morning, Yang Fan did not make any gains.

He sat on a park bench with his little resume in his hand, looking up at the sky tiredly.

Today, it was cloudy, the sky was gray, and from time to time there were a few dark clouds drifting over, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Since he beat Sister Wen Hui's ex-husband Ma Kang, he has no way to continue to work in Sister Hui's pet store.

He couldn't face Sister Hui and caused her so much trouble.

The neighbors and neighbors around Sister Hui's pet store, as well as some people in the shop, all took what happened in the morning as a joke.

If I go again, I will inevitably be gossiped about.

For the sake of Sister Hui, I can't go to the pet store.

But he still has to live, he can't just eat and wait for death, no, to be precise, wait for death, because he is not even qualified to eat together.

Even if you continue to write scripts now, you still need to have a certain amount of capital support, and it will take at least half a year to make an income.

In the past six months, I must have at least 10,000 yuan of living costs.

So he had to find a job urgently.

Yang Fan looked around, aimlessly looking east and west.

Suddenly, he saw a construction site on the opposite side of the park, which was in full swing.

And on the sign of the construction site, there are large letters.

Recruit small workers, one hundred and fifteen a day.

Recruit bricklayers, three hundred a day.

Yang Fan stood up violently, but clenched his resume.

In any case, he graduated from a well-known university in Dongjiang Province, and although he is not at the top level in the country, he is also a heavy graduate.

If you go to work on the construction site by yourself, you won't be able to get over this face.

Is there any other way?

Are there any other options? Making money to eat is the first consideration.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan showed a few self-deprecating smiles on his face.

Picky about what? I'm mixed up like this, the bottom of life, a little Karamizi.

The daughter-in-law looked down on herself, and she wanted to run away with others.

My father-in-law and mother-in-law even treated me like a dog, and since I was released from prison, I haven't eaten a mouthful of food or water from my father-in-law's house.

On the contrary, Xu Ning, who molested his wife and caused himself to go to prison, ate and drank at his father-in-law's and mother-in-law's house.

The wife still has to divorce herself, and the share transfer agreement is dropped, this kind of lame reason to fool herself.

When you are a fool? Or do you think you've been locked up stupidly after you go in?

"Make money, as long as you have money, your waist can be stiff."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan crumpled the remaining resumes into a ball and threw them into the trash can next to him.

If you don't step on the horse, you can submit your resume and move bricks directly.

I won't even be able to move bricks.

The construction personnel of this kind of construction site do not ask what background and education they have, whether you have a criminal record, as long as you have the strength and can work.

Yang Fan walked straight towards the construction site opposite the park.

"Hello, are you looking for workers here?"

Yang Fan came to the construction site, and there was a recruitment registration office on the side.

It says it's a registration office, but it's actually a small table where a man in a yellow hard hat sits.

"Ah, yes, recruitment."

Ding Jian raised his head, glanced at Yang Fan, looked carefully, and then frowned.

"You're too thin, can you?"

He asked Yang Fan suspiciously.

The work on this construction site is very tiring work, and ordinary young people can't resist it.

Don't look young, but the strength is not right, and it is done in vain.

"I'm capable, I'm strong."

Yang Fan was afraid of being rejected, so he hurriedly explained.

If the workers don't even let themselves do it, then they will turn around and jump into the river and die.

"Okay, are you a bricklayer or a small worker?"

Ding Jian hesitated, then nodded.

Anyway, he is a worker, he can use it, and if he can't do it, he will leave.

He is the representative of the overseer, and he has the final say in everything.

"What's that saying?" Yang Fan asked Ding Jian with a look of anticipation.

Ding Jian pointed to the recruitment sign on the table.

"Three hundred bricklayers a day, doing the work of bricklayers."

"The small worker is 15 a day, doing the work of moving bricks and pushing cement trucks."

"Because it's a private owner's construction site, it's all paid daily, so I don't have to worry about unpaid wages."

Yang Fan raised his head and looked at the construction site next to him, a five-story building had been built, and the construction on it was still continuing.

More than 100 construction workers are busy in full swing, and they can smell the smell of sweat from afar.

"I do small jobs!"

Bricklayer, he won't either, this is quite high-tech.

Although the bricklayer is 300 a day, it is 9,000 yuan a month.

But he doesn't have the ability to make money, so he can only sell his strength and move bricks.

"Okay, then I'll tell you, the working time is from six in the morning to seven in the evening, and the lunch is in charge of lunch."

Ding Jian explained two sentences to Yang Fan.

"Okay, I'll do it now?"

Yang Fan nodded hurriedly, and then asked.

"Old rice, old rice, come here."

Ding Jian shouted a few times at a worker in the distance.

Immediately, an old worker in his fifties ran over, wearing a blue hard hat, mud stains and dust on his face, his sleeves were all fried, and he was wearing gray overalls.

"Ding Gong, what are your orders?"

After Lao Mi ran over, he asked anxiously.

He was all working over there, and he couldn't delay for a minute, but the representative of the overseer called himself and had to come.

"There's a little worker here, take him to work."

Hearing this, Lao Mi glanced at Yang Fan.

"You come with me."

Lao Mi didn't hesitate to drag mud and water, motioned for Yang Fan to follow, and then turned around and left.

Yang Fan nodded towards Ding Jian, then turned around to follow Lao Mi.

"Brother Mi, take care of me in the future, my name is Yang Fan."

"Don't get too close to me, put on your helmet and gloves and get to work."

"Move bricks, these bricks are all your small workers."

Lao Mi opened his mouth impatiently, pointing to the bricks piled up more than one person high next to him.

He didn't have time to listen to Yang Fan grinding here, set almost.

Now that the deadline is tight, their workers are very tired, but they dare not delay.

Seeing this, Yang Fan no longer set the close, and began to move bricks.

There is no technical difficulty in moving bricks, it is tiring and laborious.

After moving more than a dozen times, my waist began to ache.

But even if you have back pain, you can't stop.

Make money, there is no comfort.

Yang Fan felt that it was not easy for the workers.

Although it was only this afternoon, it made him feel more tired than he had worked for three days.

Fortunately, when I was in prison before, I was always reformed through labor and always worked, so that I would not be unable to keep up with my physical strength.

Before you know it, seven o'clock in the evening.

"They're all here to get paid."

Ding Jian waved his hand and called all the workers over.

"You're one hundred and fifteen!"

"You three hundred, well done, old Cui."

"Li Erlong, your life is too rough, if you do this again tomorrow, you will get out, and give you three hundred today."

By the time Yang Fan received the money, he was already the last person.

"You, seventy-five, half a day's work."

Ding Jian handed seventy-five yuan to Yang Fan, and then looked at all the workers.

"Everybody's got the money, right? Let me remind you a few words. ”

"I will go to work on time at six o'clock tomorrow, and whoever dares to be late will be deducted fifty."

"This is also a private boss, who can pay you a daily salary."

"If you change the public unit, you want to end the day and dream."

As is customary, he continued to remind the workers.

"Okay, it's not early, go back to eat and sleep."

Yang Fan put away the seventy-five yuan and carefully put it in the inner pocket of his clothes.

Tired all afternoon, back pain, muscle pain.

I earned the seventy-five.

The seventy-five dollars were his life.

"Little brother, go home at night and wipe your body with rice wine to relieve fatigue, otherwise you won't be able to work tomorrow."

Lao Mi walked over, patted Yang Fan on the shoulder and smiled.

But without waiting for Yang Fan to answer, he left.

A smile appeared on Yang Fan's face, and he felt warmth in his heart.

I didn't expect anyone to care about me, and I was still a stranger.

He also turned away from the construction site and walked towards his home.

The home is not too far from the construction site, five kilometers, and it can be reached by walking for more than half an hour.

However, as soon as he walked out of the park gate, he saw a car parked outside.

Very familiar BMW X3.

This is his wife Xia Ruhua's car.