Chapter 7: Talent Market
"Alas!" Niu Fen sighed darkly, and had to admit that he couldn't fight this father, and two hundred and five were destined to be his life. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, Niu Fen felt aggrieved about this matter, it was 300,000, and it would take him decades to earn it.
"Ahh
Lying on the bed for half an hour, Niu Fen finally accepted this reality, fortunately he can get 300,000 next month, thinking of this Niu Fen's heart is excited, but it is just a month's salary: "My Niu Fen is a local tyrant who doesn't eat instant noodles!"
Saying that, Niu Fen remembered his grandfather again, took out his jade pendant and shouted, "Grandpa, grandpa!"
But the jade pendant is still the jade pendant, and there is no response.
Niu Fen shouted at the ring again: "Change me a gold bar!"
But the ring on the hand is still a ring, nothing has changed.
"Alas!" Niu Fen sighed, he could only accept the reality.
Looking at the time of the worn-out watch at night, it was nine o'clock in the morning, Niu Fen decided to go out to the talent market again, and he had no money and could only find a job to support himself.
Fiddled with the collar, Niu Fen went out with the only two hundred and fifty yuan in his body, and went straight to the talent market.
The entrance of the city's talent market has long been crowded with people who have come to look for jobs, from recent college graduates to 56-year-old grandfathers and aunts.
The talent market is full of all kinds of people, Niu Fen bought a ticket from the window for three yuan with great difficulty, and slowly walked from the sea of people to the recruitment field on the second floor.
Not only are there many people outside, but there are also a lot of people inside the recruitment site, and Niu Fen, who is not tall, can't see what is written on the recruitment notice at all.
Squeezed by the crowd from east to west, and from west to south.
A woman in a short skirt and a small vest stood on the table with a loudspeaker and shouted: "Everyone listen, everyone listen, Niucheng International Hotel is recruiting temporary food delivery staff, one hundred yuan a day, and the money will be given after work!"
"I'll go..."
"I'll go..."
The recruitment site blew up instantly.
"Don't rob it, whoever wants to come to me to sign up!" the woman shouted through the horn.
"Boom!" The people at the recruitment site rushed to the woman like a swarm, but luckily the woman was standing on the table, otherwise she would have been squashed at the moment.
Niu Fen, who was in dire need of money, naturally rushed up with the crowd.
But after a while, he was squeezed out of the line.
"Line up, line up!" the woman shouted again.
The unconvinced Niu Fen once again inserted into the team, and was squeezed out again after a while.
"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Niu Fen was unhappy: "What are you squeezing me for?"
A burly man said, "How about squeezing you, you little low man still want to deliver food?
"Hahaha..."
Niu Fen is more than seven meters tall, and he has no advantage in front of this kind of man who is all one meter and eight meters tall.
But Niu Fen was not convinced, and pulled up his waist and said: "What's wrong with being low, don't you know that cars run faster than trucks?"
"Hahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter again, using the truck as a metaphor for people, and he came out with great effort.
The burly man smiled: "Then do you know that trucks can pull goods, but cars can't!"
"Hahaha..."
Niu Fen was speechless for a moment, the other party's words were so reasonable.
Just when Niu Fen was still relieving himself, the woman standing on the table suddenly shouted: "Enough people, enough people, others can disperse!"
"Boom!" the crowd that had been lining up just now dispersed in an instant.
The burly man also turned around and left with the crowd.
"Alas!" Niu Fen sighed, and said in his heart that he had bad luck today.
didn't stay in the talent market for long, and it took a lot of effort for Niu Fen to leave the crowd.
Standing at the door of the talent market, breathing in the freshest air, Niu Fen suddenly felt that he was still alive.
Today, this job is gone, Niu Fen decided to take a look at his two dead friends, Qin Shou, and Fan Jian.
Waiting for the red light to turn green, Niu Fen crossed the road with the crowd.
It was at this moment that Niu Fen saw Niu Ben coming out of the ramen shop.
"Niu Ben!" Niu Fen shouted at his father, and immediately became furious, rushing towards Niu Ben at the speed of a rocket.
Although Niu Ben is old, his legs and feet are very sharp, and when he saw his son discovering him, he didn't say a word and ran away.
"You stop me!" Niu Fen has been chasing Niu Ben in front.
Niu Ben couldn't even let his son catch up, otherwise he would have to be killed by his son, so he went into the alley with his suitcase.
Niu Ben, who has been hiding debts all year round, is comfortable in the alleys, and Niu Fen can't catch up at all.
"Hahaha!" leaning against the wall, Niu Ben smirked: "Silly son, if you want to catch up with your father, wait a few years!"
After speaking, Niu Ben also weighed the suitcase in his hand.
"I can catch up with you now!" Niu Fen gasped, and put his hand on Niu Ben's arm.
"Oops!" Niu Ben jumped a lot, put his hand on his chest, and could clearly feel his accelerated heartbeat.
"Give me back the money in the box?" Niu Fen stretched out his hand towards Niu Ben.
"What money?" Niu Ben pretended not to know, and ran away.
"Bang!" Niu Ben was suddenly blocked by the behemoth in front of him, and almost missed hitting the ground.
In front of Niu Ben stood a big man with curly hair and a pockmarked face, holding his beer belly very piercing: "What are you running?"
"Oh, silly brother!" Niu Ben's attitude suddenly rotated three hundred and sixty degrees.
It was none other than the underground casino thug that Niu Ben frequented, nicknamed Dasha.
"Give me the box!" Dasha stretched out his hand to Niu Ben.
"That..."
Niu Ben wanted to say something, but Dasha slapped Niu Ben in the face: "Bring it!"
"Yes!" Niu Ben covered his flushed face and respectfully presented the suitcase.
"Can't give it to him!" Niu Fen, who was standing behind Niu Ben, yelled.
"Which onion are you so special?" Dasha pointed at Niu Fen with his finger: "Are you tired of being alive?"
"Silly brother, stop being angry!" Niu Ben nodded and said, "This is my son, Niu Fen!"
"Cow dung?" Dasha muttered the name: "Hahaha, poop!"
"You are poop, your whole family is poop!" Niu Fen, who had been holding gas in his stomach, spilled all his anger.
"Niu Ben, your son is not honest!" Dasha said, his knuckles crackling.
"Niu Fen, you go quickly!" Niu Ben hugged Dasha, for fear that he would hurt his son.
But Niu Fen stood on the ground stupidly until Dasha stood in front of him.
said that it was too late, it was fast, Niu Fen raised it with a flirtatious leg, and it was blocked by a fool.
"Whew!" Dasha let out a pig-killing roar, and the whole person was kicked and bitten, desperately holding on to his life.
"Run!" Niu Ben pulled his son past him and rushed out of the alley.
Before throwing out of the alley, Niu Fen suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute, I didn't take the box!"