After writing the letter, Jiang Sheng took out twenty yuan from his own savings and stuffed it into Zhao Defu's arms.

"This twenty yuan should be enough for his travel expenses. The extra money can be used for his food expenses after he arrives here."

It only takes eight or nine hours by train from their small county to Yanjing, and the fare is about six yuan.

The extra fourteen yuan is enough for one person to eat and spend in Yanjing City, and there might even be a surplus.

Having done all that, Zhao Defu gratefully put away the letter and money before leaving Jiang Sheng's bedroom.

The next morning, after having breakfast at home with their two older sisters, the two rode their bicycles to the factory.

There was a post office on the way to the factory, and Zhao Defu threw the letter into the mailbox.

After finishing this task, Jiang Sheng stepped forward and patted Zhao Defu on the shoulder.

"Let's go, I have something to ask you."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Defu couldn't help but ask curiously.

Jiang Sheng didn't speak immediately, but paused for a moment while walking forward before saying, "We'll talk about it on the way."

Riding his bicycle, Zhao Defu couldn't contain his curiosity and asked, "Brother Sheng, what exactly do you want to ask me?"

"Nothing much, I just wanted to ask if Sun Daqiang has any special skills?"

After all, he was Zhao Defu's friend, and no matter what, Jiang Sheng wanted to give him a chance. If he could find something he was good at, he could arrange a better job for him.

“What could he possibly not know?” Zhao Defu shook his head when he mentioned this: “I only remember that he was very good at math when he was in elementary school, but later, because of what happened in his family, he stopped going to school, so he probably doesn’t know anything now.”

"When he comes, you can ask him again. Actually, it would be enough to let him work as a general worker in our factory, give him a job, and ensure he earns a minimum of thirty yuan a month."

In Zhao Defu's eyes, it was already quite good that Sun Daqiang came.

He didn't expect Sun Daqiang to do anything. After all, a man who hadn't even graduated from elementary school didn't have any better job suitable for him, except for his physical strength.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Sheng didn't think much of it and nodded.

The two continued their journey and soon arrived at the factory.

Inside the Shengde Canned Food Processing Plant, all the workers were busy at work.

Masayoshi Son was supervising the construction.

Upon seeing Jiang Sheng and his companion approach, Sun Zhengyi stepped forward and explained the current situation.

"Director Jiang, Deputy Director, the outsourced workers who sell canned goods have arrived. They took significantly more canned goods today than yesterday, with the smallest group taking at least five boxes. Today's results will definitely be even better than yesterday's!"

As Masayoshi Son spoke, he looked very pleased.

It's as if they're even happier than if they made the money themselves.

Jiang Sheng was also somewhat surprised to hear this. He really hadn't expected that everyone would buy so many cans of food at once.

You know, so many people came yesterday, and everyone sold out immediately. After deducting the commissions I gave everyone and various labor costs, I still made a net profit of about 600 yuan!

The daily profit was 600 yuan, and that was only when one person took two boxes of canned goods to sell.

Everyone bought at least five boxes of canned goods at once, which means they can still get at least a thousand yuan in net profit per day!

Thinking about this filled Jiang Sheng with fighting spirit.

Just thinking about it, Jiang Sheng felt that he had chosen the right path!

Just as he opened his mouth, as if to say something more...

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a Xilinmen car drive by at the factory gate.

However, there seemed to be a residential building nearby, so he didn't think much of it.

Then he looked away and glanced at Masayoshi Son with a smile.

"Well done! If this month's net profit reaches the expected value, everyone will receive a bonus!"

Upon hearing this, Masayoshi Son smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Factory Director. I will definitely lead everyone to work hard!"

Just as the three were filled with anticipation for the factory's future, a man who looked to be around forty years old sat in the passenger seat of the Xilinmen car that had just left. He glanced at the driver in the driver's seat and frowned slightly.

"Wait a minute, have someone investigate the background of the owner of that Shengde processing plant."

"yes."

After the driver finished speaking, the man slowly closed his eyes and sat in the passenger seat to rest.

The dimly lit car interior made it impossible to see the expression on his face.

...

Just as Jiang Sheng had finished arranging things at the factory and was preparing to leave.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door, followed by another burst of noise.

Are you still hiring here?

"Yes, I heard that your factory is hiring peddlers. Are you still hiring?"