Chapter 83 He Wants to Rise Up

Jiang Wei was full of confidence, intending to impress the factory owner. However, it turned out to be just the initial screening; he didn't even see the owner, and it all seemed quite formal. For some reason, Jiang Wei gained confidence in the factory, feeling it was somewhat worthy of him.

Having successfully fooled Jiang Wei in the initial screening, he shamelessly borrowed a suit and came for a second unified interview on the third day.

Yao Fanghua spent the whole morning going through all these people.

She was dissatisfied with one interview, and still dissatisfied with the next, so she interviewed Jiang instead.

When Jiang Wei entered the room, he was stunned to see that the interviewer was the same goofy girl from last time. His brain was already racing. Was this goofy girl the owner? Or could the owner be Boss Wu? Come to think of it, he hadn't seen Boss Wu in a long time. Was he being kept under control? Had he stopped daring to go to the Grand World? This girl's got some nerve…

Yao Fanghua was also taken aback.

The two stared at each other, bewildered. Jiang Wei was about to step forward and make conversation when Yao Fanghua cleared her throat and asked.

She chose the most difficult one: dynamics.

Jiang Wei: ...Now all I can do is stare blankly. Jiang Wei decided to talk about his vision for the future washing machine.

Yao Fanghua didn't comment, just smiled slightly, and then chose a medium difficulty level.

Jiang started sweating profusely. He decided to talk about the development prospects of washing machines and his own insights.

Yao Fanghua closed her notebook, listening to Jiang Wei's nonsense with a half-smile. But he was right about one thing: there weren't enough washing machines available, freeing up their hands.

Jiang concluded with a flourish: "The smarter a person is, the lazier they tend to be. And the lazier a person is, the better they tend to design. Unfortunately, I am both."

"Heh, to make laziness sound so elegant and refined, well, you're shameless." Yao Fanghua listened blankly. "You didn't explain any technical principles, just empty promises and grandstanding to the boss." She'd never seen anyone make empty promises to their boss before.

"Beautiful lady, how about we talk about something else? What are your thoughts on the investment in wireless communications?"

They're definitely here to attract investment; they're working hard and coming up with some really unique ideas. Yao Fanghua: "Even if I have money, I won't invest in you. I might as well do it myself."

Jiang Wei asked blankly, "You understand?"

Yao Fanghua smiled slightly: "I can hire someone who understands."

Jiang Wei: ...

The ginger, who couldn't even get a pot of rice, said: "Do you think I'm up to the task?"

"We're not hiring right now; we're only hiring people specializing in washing machines." You can wait.

Jiang Wei: "That's me. I will definitely be the future me. Although this isn't my strong suit right now, I can learn. With my intelligence, I can master it completely."

Yao Fanghua's words, "You can wait," were stuck in her throat.

"You're not here to solicit investment?"

Jiang straightened his clothes and said sincerely, "I'm here for an interview."

Yao Fanghua: "...Why don't you go back and wait for our notification?"

"I heard you have dormitories here. Can I wait in the dormitory?" Jiang Wei looked at Yao Fanghua sincerely.

Yao Fanghua's eyes widened in surprise: How could they be so shameless! If they weren't accepted, would they even be allowed to leave?

Jiang Wei put on a pained expression; having failed to fool anyone, he could only resort to playing the victim. He didn't want to play the victim in front of a girl, especially a pretty one, but he was genuinely miserable. Jiang Wei squeezed his dry eyes, trying to force out some tears. "Little sister, I'm penniless. I eat leftover soup every day, I'm practically scavenging from garbage cans. Please help me, or I'll be dead on the street. Saving a life is a great act of kindness..."

Yao Fanghua had a headache and quickly told him to stop, "You're already in such a bad situation, why are you only now looking for a job? What were you doing all this time?"

Yao Fanghua looked Jiang Wei up and down and saw that he was indeed thinner than last time, and looked more slender.

"I'm just dreaming of soaring to great heights. But there aren't any suitable job opportunities." He's too physically capable for manual labor, and he doesn't want to. Years ago, when he was younger and more naive, he did take a management job, but the experience wasn't pleasant. He argued with the boss and was kicked out. He used some really offensive language, and couldn't understand how such an idiot could be so rich and become a boss. After that, he vowed to make something of himself and be his own boss, refusing to put up with that kind of treatment. He doesn't want to work for others unless absolutely necessary; not only is he afraid of being picked over, but he's also afraid of falling into another trap. In fact, he'd rather be the one picking on these bosses than the other way around.

"Little sister, for the sake of our acquaintance, without further ado, just give me a place to stay. I'll remember your kindness, and if you ever need my help in the future, I'll do anything for you, even risk my life..."

Yao Fanghua was speechless and automatically ignored the second half of his sentence: "You mean you want to eat and live for free and don't want to work? You wish!"

"What are you saying? It's not that you lack discernment." Telling him to go home and wait for a call would mean he'd be left with nothing but dirt. "Well, what can I say? We're destined to be together."

"...You're hired. After you complete the formalities, start working this afternoon. The more you work, the more you earn; labor creates wealth. Here, gold will shine." Yao Fanghua's expression was meaningful. Only by working hard will you have food and lodging. Thinking you can eat and stay for free is wishful thinking.

Jiang Wei: ... "Can I get my salary a month in advance?"

"No." Yao Fanghua rummaged through her pockets. "However, if you write me an IOU, I can lend you some money."

Without a second's hesitation, Jiang Wei immediately opened his briefcase and wrote an IOU for one hundred yuan.

Yao Fanghua took all the money out of her pocket, a total of fifteen yuan and eighty-eight cents. Yao Fanghua was about to put the eighty-eight cents back into her pocket when Jiang Wei stopped her.

He grabbed all the money, counted it, and promptly tore up the one-hundred-yuan IOU, writing a new one for fifteen yuan and eighty-eight cents. Then he swept all the bills and eight-cent coins into his briefcase.

Yao Fanghua slowly put away the IOU, feeling that the 15.88 yuan was probably going to go down the drain.

"Let me make it clear from the start: if you can't handle the technical aspects of this position, you'll either have to be reassigned or find another job."

Jiang nodded repeatedly. He had a job, money, a dormitory, and a canteen. At this point, he would nod in agreement with anything Yao Fanghua said.

Jiang Wei carried his briefcase, which contained a huge sum of 15.88 yuan. He was about to have a canteen and a dormitory. In an instant, he felt like a drowning person who had been brought ashore. He strode confidently to the personnel department to complete the formalities.

After a morning of interviews, no one was suitable. Except for Jiang Wei, who had to be hired against his will, Yao Fanghua sent everyone back to HR. She told Wu Peng to continue recruiting.

At noon, Jiang Wei, holding a meal ticket, wolfed down a meat dish, a vegetable dish, and a soup on the first floor of the cafeteria. A spoonful of cabbage, a spoonful of stir-fried potatoes with meat, a bowl of egg drop soup, and unlimited staple food. Tears streamed down Jiang Wei's face as he ate. This was what a human life should be like; he could finally eat his fill. How could the food be so delicious? Jiang Wei felt he would remember this meal for the rest of his life.

Then, Yao Fanghua, who was passing by, patted Jiang Wei, who was moved to tears by the delicious food. Seeing that the food containers and soup bowls in front of him were all clean and he felt that he didn't need to wash the dishes, she asked, "Aren't you full?"

Jiang nodded, then shook her head. She was full, but still wanted to eat. She had a craving for food.

"Come with me."

So Jiang Wei followed Yao Fanghua up to the second floor.

The second floor was incredibly quiet compared to the bustling first floor; you could even hear the clinking of plates. The spacious area had only a row of sofa-style dining chairs along the window. There were only about ten people dining there.

Jiang Wei felt as if she had entered a high-class Western restaurant.

In front of the long food serving area, there were rice, steamed buns, twisted rolls, and dumplings, followed by plates of fried fish, braised pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Mapo tofu, cabbage and glass noodles, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and soups including egg drop soup and pork rib soup. Finally, there was fruit.

Each portion is small, but there are many varieties.

As Jiang Wei looked at each dish, he was completely absorbed. Even though he was full, his mouth started to water uncontrollably. His initial enthusiasm for the meal was shattered.

After he had looked around enough, Yao Fanghua said, "It's free, unlimited, eat as much as you want."

"Really?" One meal ticket per floor cost him 50 cents, although 50 cents is still a pretty good deal.

Yao Fanghua nodded: "Absolutely true. Are you motivated?"

Jiang Weimeng nodded. Too oily. Too much.

"Work hard, and you can come here when you become a manager. It's on me today. Eat whatever you want."

Jiang was so touched that she was about to pick up the plate and start eating when she saw a dog come in through the small door. Its head, its posture, even carrying a dog bowl didn't diminish its majesty. It strode in with the stride of a victorious general.

Upon seeing Yao Fanghua, the third dog's eyes lit up, and its tail wagged wildly, but it remained still. After several reminders, it knew that it had to come quietly, eat quietly, and then quietly leave with its food bowl in its mouth.

An aunt in the kitchen saw the third brother and quickly brought a bowl of food from the kitchen. After the third brother stopped at his dining spot in the corner, she poured the food into his bowl.

Jiang Wei pointed at the dog, his hand trembling slightly, "Is this also the manager?"

Yao Fanghua: "It's not a person, you don't need to treat it like one."

A storm raged in Jiang Wei's mind, leaving only the thought that humans were worse than dogs. He was determined to rise up!